That night, after the public humiliation at the Alpha Council, I had gone to the cliff, fully aware that cameras were recording. I stood at the edge, let the wind whip my hair dramatically, and then took that final step—into the safety net Ethan had rigged below the camera's view.He had been waiting for me at the bottom of the cliff, his face a mixture of relief and nervous anticipation."Are you alright?" he asked, helping me out of the net, his hands lingering on my waist longer than necessary."Never better," I replied, the weight of my life with Derek already falling away.As his hand touched mine to lead me to the waiting car, something unexpected happened. A jolt, a flash of warmth, a feeling I'd almost forgotten—the bond of mates forming."How..." he whispered, clearly feeling it too, his eyes wide with disbelief.I stared at him in shock. "I thought Derek was my mate.""Second chance mates," he breathed, his voice filled with wonder. "When a mate bond is broken or rejected com
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