I forced myself to swallow the lump in my throat.
I replied, my voice surprisingly monotone, "It's fine, you should go. The child is more important."
“Sorry,” he said and kissed my cheek before taking his jacket and car key, leaving me alone with the half-eaten cake and a gift that I hadn’t even opened.
After a sighed, I finished the cake while using my phone.
I actually wanted to find some funny videos, but ended up in Courtney’s post again.
She posted a photo of a jewelry store, but in the mirror, I could see Dominic’s shadow. The caption read, “Buying new jewelry is an escape mechanism from a problem. Thank you, my Alpha.”
Then I noticed if the gift box he gave me before had the same name as the jewelry store in Courtney's post.
Could it be that he bought it with Courtney?
It turned out that after our argument, he went on a date with her.
The fact struck me like lightning. I had poured so much effort into this relationship, something that seemed so easy for others to let slip through their fingers.
So, I made a sudden decision to leave him and went to my parent’s house in the Saturnfest Pack.
My wolf tried to prevent me, but I said in tears that I couldn’t hold it anymore, so she let me go and kept silent in my mind.
But before I opened the door, I left a note that read, “I need to go to the Saturnfest Pack.”
I didn’t write the reason nor when I would come back, since I also didn’t know the answer either.
***
The trip to Saturnfest Pack was around four hours, plenty of time to gather my thoughts. But halfway through, my phone buzzed with a notification. It was a tweet from Courtney.
She posted a photo of Dominic helping her with her feverish son. The caption was still the same as always, it read, "Thank you again, my Alpha. You help me so much,"
Well, maybe it was for the best. After all, it was Alpha’s duty to help its Pack members, right?
Thinking of that, I turned off my phone and wanted to open my laptop to continue working on my project.
But then I realized if it was left on the table when I wrote the notes.
Damn it!
It was due that day and there was no way I could proceed without it.
With a heavy sigh, I asked the taxi driver, “Sorry, could you turn around? I left my thing behind.”
By the time we turned around, the sun was already rising, casting a pale light on my mounting worries.