Lucas POV “You should have stopped her,” Jake’s voice cut through the quiet, sharp and unyielding. “I couldn’t,” I replied, my tone heavy with frustration. My fingers clenched the edge of the desk, the wood groaning under the strain. “She didn’t want to stay.” “She’s your mate, Lucas.” Jake’s voice softened, but the edge of judgment remained. “You’re just going to let her walk away?” I turned, fixing my brother with a glare. “Do you think I don’t know that? My wolf is tearing me apart for not chasing her, but what was I supposed to do? Drag her back here against her will?” Jake sighed, rubbing the back of his neck. “I’m not saying that, but you can’t just sit here and brood. Do something.” ---“Do what, exactly?” I shot back, my voice rising. “She hates me, Jake. She looked at me like I was the last person she ever wanted to see, let alone be bound to.” Jake held my gaze, his usual confidence faltering. “Maybe give her space, but don’t give up on her. She’s your mate, Luc
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