Olivia's POV
"I'm leaving," I announced.
A heavy silence fell over the room. I studied their faces—confused, scared, and full of pain.
Levi, who looked weak and drained, took a shaky step toward me and reached out, but I moved away quickly and frowned.
My heart ached. My wolf was silent, but I could still feel it—that deep love and care I had for them. It hadn't gone away, even if we were no longer mates. I wasn't surprised. I had loved them long before we were bonded.
"Is there anything we could do to make you change your mind?" Levi asked softly.
I stared at him coldly. "Absolutely nothing."
The three of them exchanged glances before looking back at me. The pain in their eyes was so raw, I had to turn away to stop myself from softening.
"Where are you going?" Lennox asked finally.
For a second, I was stunned. I expected them to argue, to beg—to protest—but they didn't. Just like with the council, they gave up too easily.
Why? Why did they always let go so quickly?
