Rejection: The Last Dance

For years, I ignored the signs, swallowed my pride, and told myself that Alpha Jonathan was mine. But tonight, as I watched him dance with Emilia, his so-called "friend," something inside me snapped. Their closeness, their whispered words—I’d seen it all too many times, and I was done pretending.

At that moment, I decided I was done being second best.

Standing, I met his surprised gaze, steady and unyielding. "I, Anastasia Stephens, am breaking up with you and severing our bond. I reject your love and affection from now on."

Finally, I was choosing myself.