(Let Me Go, My Alpha Husband) Chapter 13
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In Dallas, Grant returned home three days later. The dwelling was dark. He
called my name, but there was no response.
away.
He activated the lights; the dwelling was unchanged. He remembered I was
I hadn’t contacted him in days. I’d promised to inform him of my return, but
I hadn’t.
He checked his phone, reviewing our past messages. I’d sent numerous
messages–daily updates, complaints, and requests for a meeting. His replies
were always brief–okay, understood, yes. Sometimes, he didn’t even reply. And
I had endured it.
Then, he realized my last message was from over two weeks prior.
Rosie hasn’t spoken to me in so long? He mused.
Unease settled over him. He messaged me, for the first time in days.
“Is all well? When do you return?”
There was no reply. It was eleven o’clock at night. He sighed, assuming that I
was asleep.
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Then he saw a note. Each word hit him like a hammer.
“Grant, we are severed. I am bonding with another, but not with you.”
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He reread it, hoping it was a jest. He wished he had an excuse to accuse me
of playing games.
But the truth was undeniable. It wasn’t a joke. I meant it.
His eyes welled up. He messaged me a picture of the note, ready to inquire
what was happening, only to see a red mark.
“You are not yet my pack member. Please send a pack request first.”
He was blocked!
He didn’t understand. All he’d done was care for Wanda! Why would I be so angered? And he’d explained his actions, hadn’t he?
He believed I was merely upset. After all, I loved him so deeply that I couldn‘
t bear to live without him.
He had no idea that things had irrevocably changed.
