After Breaking The Mark His Desperate Chase (Sarah)

All eyes turned toward me. Whispers rippled through the pack.

"Isn't that Alpha's rejected Omega?"

"She's here to disrupt a sacred ceremony? How dare she!"

"Someone call the Pack Guards! No Omega should show such disrespect!"

Their whispers faded to stunned silence as I strode forward. The ancient ring on my finger blazed with blue fire, its light casting strange shadows across the Sacred Circle.

I approached the altar, pushing past the startled Shaman and faced Liam directly.

"What are you doing, Aria? Get down from there!" Liam's eyes burning into me.

He stepped in front of Sarah protectively, his Alpha aura flaring as he gripped her hands.

"Don't you dare command me!"

"We're done, Liam!"

Liam stared at me in disbelief, his face draining of color. "You're serious?"

A bitter laugh escaped my throat. "Unlike you, I don't play with sacred bonds."

The Sacred Circle fell silent, every wolf watching with a mixture of shock and fascination.

They were waiting for Liam's response, especially Sarah's family from the Northern Pack.

He had probably presented himself as the noble Alpha heir, sacrificing everything to save a cursed wolf. The perfect tragic romance.

Rage built inside me as I realized how thoroughly he'd manipulated everyone.

I took a deep breath. The time for hiding was over.

"I'm not here to cause a scene. I'm here to congratulate the happy couple. And to announce that I and Liam are officially over." My voice rang with authority that no Omega they Chapter 5

thought should possess. "Liam, from now on, you don't have to whisper eternal love to me while marking another."

"I, reject you, Liam, the alpha of the Silver Moon Pack as my fated mate!"

Liam's face contorted as I spoke, his Alpha mask slipping to reveal raw panic. He averted

his gaze, unable to meet the accusing stares of the pack.

The gathered wolves from the Northern Pack erupted in chaos, demanding answers. Their

armer admiration for the noble Alpha heir turned to disgust as they realized the truth.

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all to see.

The crowd pressed in, and Liam retreated, his face a mask of confusion and fear. His perfect plan was unraveling before his eyes.

Taking advantage of the chaos, I slipped away from the Sacred Circle.

But before I could reach my cottage door, Liam caught my wrist, his grip bruising. His voice was a mixture of desperation and fury. "Aria, what the hell was that? The pack needs this alliance!"

"And you're rejecting me? You think you have that right?"

His fingers tightened me painfully, "After the seven years we've been through, you think

you can just walk away?"

"Let me go!" I demanded.

"Enough, Aria!" he roared, his Alpha voice making nearby wolves cower, but it has no influence on me.

I stood tall, “No, Liam, you're the one who needs to stop! You're the one who betrayed

everything we had!"

He closed his eyes as if in pain, then said in a defeated voice, "I'm sorry, okay? Can we just talk?'Please? Don't be like this."

I knew that look. When Liam set his mind to something, he'd pursue it relentlessly, no

matter who he hurt in the process.

I stared at him, waiting to see what manipulation he'd try next.

He took a deep breath, his Alpha aura fluctuating with barely contained emotion. "After you left the ceremony... I... I couldn't think straight. Your scent vanished completely. It was like you'd been erased from the territory. That's when it hit me... you were really severing our bond."

ran a hand through his hair, his golden Alpha eyes showing a vulnerability I'd never seen before. The powerful heir to the Silver Moon Pack looked almost... afraid.

"Aria, I'm so sorry. I was wrong, so wrong. I never should have tried to mark her behind your back, should never have betrayed our fated bond. But I do love you. Please don't break what we have."

I knew he'd been frantic - I could smell the panic and wolfsbane cigarettes on him. But it

didn't matter. He'd shattered our

sacred bond the moment he decided to mark Sarah. Some

things, once broken, can never be restored.

"May I go now?" I asked, my voice was cold.

"No!" he snarled, pulling me back against his chest. His pine and winter scent wrapped

around me, but now it felt wrong - tainted by honeysuckle and curse-rot.

"Aria, I'm begging you. I was wrong, okay? I'll fix this. I'll call off the ceremony right now,

tell Sarah I made a mistake, tell her you're my true mate!"

That's when I finally understood the depth of his selfishness, the complete disregard he had

for both Sarah's life and my dignity.

I yanked away from him, my eyes flashing with something that made him step back. Why are you so self-centered? You chose to save her life, to break our bond to lift her curse. Now you'd let her die too?"

"If you'd completed the ceremony, honored your word to her, I'd have at least thought you were doing it for noble reasons. But you couldn't even do that, could you?"

"You want to keep us both! You can't have two mates, Liam! Go back to her!"

His face crumpled as the truth of my words hit him.