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Chapter 195
My heart is tattooing against the inside of my chest as I make my way down to the stage.
The weight of all the other wolves staring at me feels like a noose around my neck.
What could they want with me?
Do they need me to sign some kind of binding document as well, because Aaron made me Luna to all
three packs?
When I arrive at the foot of the stage, I leave a decent sized distance between myself and Aaron.
remember the last time I was here.
Going down on my knees to offer myself in place of my father.
Aaron’s plans and manipulations coming to light and his fury in the way I tried to thwart them. In the
end, it hadn’t made a difference. My father had killed himself, and things had spiraled from there.
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My brother’s duplicity had been to
And he’d killed my father.
Liam would’ve killed me.
Aaron was the enemy to my pack all these years, and yet he was the one person to staunchly protect
and defend me.
“Luna Leah,” Karolina says. “You petitioned this Council to grant a divorce from your husband, however
at the time, you neither had your wolf, nor were mated.”
Out of everything I expect the Council to bring up, this is not
one of them.
It seems like a million years ago now since I told Aaron and
the Council that I wanted a divorce.
“Do you still desire a divorce, or are we right in assuming your change in circumstances has also
changed your mind?” Karolina finishes, looking at me expectantly.
My thoughts race, and I’m unable to answer right away.
Part of me immediately wants to say yes, I still want to dissolve the marriage between me and Aaron
that has proven
meaningless over and over.
But a larger part of me-mostly driven by my
for a real relationship with her mate, underscored by the way Aaron made love to me earlier-balks at
the idea, and I can’t bring myself to confirm or deny what the Council has said to
me.
However, before I can reply, Aaron speaks up.
“It no longer matters whether Leah wants a divorce,” he announces, immediately spi king my temper.
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It’s just like him to talk for me, think he knows what I want, decide he can control me and dictate what I
do.
I won’t stand for it!
“This is for me to decide, Aaron, not you,” I tell him in a low voice, trying to keep it between us.
But there’s no point.
We’re standing in a hall full of wolves who have heightened hearing and are clearly hanging on every
word we’re saying.
“Actually, this time I’m the one who’s going to decide,” Aaron tells me, barely sparing me a glance
before returning his attention to the Council members. “I wish to petition the Council to grant me a
divorce from my wife, Leah Roberts
Rathborn.”
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