"Once, I gave you that trust. I believed in you. I believed that you would choose me if only..." I sob softly but keep going, "if only I were better. But I am thebest. I barely slept for years because I was always busy. I had injuries that plagued me all the time because I hurt so badly from the constant training. I studied and worked so hard so that you would see me. I just wanted you to see me."
"I see you," he gasps out.
I frown sadly. "And I see you, Daan. I was blind for a long time. I thought you were a good male, a strong male, a good alphason. I wanted to believe in you so badly. I wanted to believe it was me, because I was too scared to see the truth.
You and Cloe are paired by choice, but you truly belong together. You are both too cowardly to face reality. She is not a luna and never would have been. I am a Luna," I say it firmly, so the pack understands who I am.
"You are not my alpha, but I am a Luna. I don't need you, Daan. And now I don't want you, either."
I turn to walk away. My heart is sore but light. The three males pacing impatiently behind me are waiting, and I want nothing more than to go home and curl up with them all.
"So, now what? Will you just walk away? What about the pack, Lyri?"
I spin back around. "I am not the only wolf you hurt with your lies and untruths, Daan. You wanted to be Cloe's hero. Don't expect me to pretend that you're one to me. And, I will do nothing to stop those wolves from taking their retribution out of your hide."
I walk away and take Ezra's hand when he offers it.
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