Fifty-five.

Milo POV.

Fighting with my mates is the worst pain ever, it’s the worst kind of fighting, I hate fighting with anyone that’s this close to me, especially my mates, my two mates. Theo has walked out on us, I tried talking to him, I tried begging him for forgiveness, but he ignored me, he ignored all my calls, all my words but he didn’t want to come back.

‘Fuck you, you’re not my alpha anymore, I disown you and your pack,’ Theo yells through the bond, making it break, the bond we shared as alpha and packmate, he pushed me out, he doesn’t want me to be his alpha, he doesn’t want to belong to my pack, or to my family.

‘I’m your mate Theo,’ I say as last desperate trial to bring him back inside the pack land, back to me and back to Stella, it’s breaking her heart having him missing, whether he’s a good wolf and mate or not, she still connected to him and we can’t just take him away from her, he has to come back.

‘You’re a jerk Milo, a selfish jerk, you’re not mine,’ Theo answers me.

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