Bound By Moonlight to My Mates (by Sofange Daye) novel Chapter 25

Chapter 25

Anger and regret burn in my veins worse than the silver. How dare he return now and expect me to forgive him?

I storm to the pack house, aware that Damon and Jake are following behind me. Theo disappeared after I spoke with Ronan, and I have to fight down the worry building in my chest.

‘What if he is angry that I spoke with Ronan?‘

Tala growls. ‘You worry too much about the demon

I bristle at her words. ‘He is one of my mates, is he not?”

‘Ronan is ours too, Tala reminds me.

I scoff with each step I take. ‘Her broke us.’

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Tala mumbles something about second chances, but I block her out. She demanded that I choose a mate; she never said that it had to be him. Even though she told me to choose, it is very clear who she would pick.

Ronan.

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I push my door open, ready to collapse in the solitude of my room, but Leah clearly has other plans.

“Uh, what are you doing?”

Leah lounges across my bed, one leg kicked up, and holding her phone over her face. She doesn’t bother to glance over at me. “Testing your mattress.”

I roll my eyes at her hidden meaning. She is about as subtle as a truck driving through a power plant. “Why would you need to test my mattress?”

Leah rolls onto her side, propping her head on her hand. Her eyes roam over me, and she smirks at the sight of me in Jake’s t–shirt. Pressing her hand on the mattress, she bounces it a few times.

“It is firm but springy. Not bad for entertaining brooking, dark, dangerous men.”

I groan. “Leah.”

Leah’s eyes flicker up to mine. “Let me guess what has you in a bad mood. Tall, broody, blue eyes, jaw carved from regret itself? Alpha Ronan cornered you.”

I narrow my eyes in her direction. “How did you…”

“Sweetheart, I could smell your angst from the hall.” Leah pats the bed beside her. “Sit. Spill. Auntie Leah will fix your tragic romance problem.”

I eye the bed suspiciously beside her. It wouldn’t be the first time she has tried to lure me into a bed with her. But despite her inappropriate actions. I still love her. In the short time that I have been here, she has become the only friend that I have ever had. Sometimes, I get the feeling that I am her only friend, too.

I climb into the bed beside her and let her wrap her arms around me. She nuzzles her nose into my neck and breathes in deeply, before trapping me below her leg. “Tell me what happened?”

“The hunters attacked,” I begin, but she cuts me off.

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“I already know about that… and your little play time beneath the waterfall. Kudos to you, by the way. Even I am not brave enough to fuck a demon.”

Pretending to be offended, I gasp. “I didn’t fuck him… Wait, how did you know that too?”

She tickles me with her nose. “I know everything. Now, tell me about Ronan.”

“He asked me to come back to Blackthorn.”

Leah’s brows rise. “And?”

“And I don’t know what to do,” I whisper. “My wolf still wants him. I still want him. But he broke me, Leah. I don’t know if I can ever trust him again.”

Leah tilts her head, suddenly serious. Here’s the thing. Mates are like chains. Sometimes they keep you safe. Sometimes they drag you under. Only you get to decide which he is. But,” she taps my chest, right over my heart, “if you can’t look at yourself in the morning and like the wolf staring back, then the choice was never worth it.”

I swallow hard, her words sinking deeper than I expected. For the first time all night, I feel the ground steady under my feet.

“When did you become so wise?” I laugh to lighten the mood.

But Leah remains serious, tightening her arms around me. “I have seen too many wolves lose themselves in the mate bond. They forget who they are and become what their mate wants them to be. I won’t let that happen to me. I’ll take who I want, when I want, and will never chain myself to anyone.”

I think about her words, pulling back to look at her face. Her eyes are filled with unshed tears, and I get the feeling there is something more that she isn’t telling me.

“What if it isn’t a chain?” I ask. “What if it is a lifeline and without it, I lose myself anyway?”

Leah blinks away the tears, ignoring my question. “The real question isn’t if you should take him back. It’s if you can look at yourself tomorrow morning and still respect the choice you made tonight.”

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