I rejected her for you
1340 Words
DAMON’S POV
Elodie had been moved out of my chambers for a few days now, and she hadn't been coping or adjusting well in her new room and her new position. I hated the fact that my wolf was worried about her and that worry not only frustrated me but disturbed a lot of things for me. I never considered how my wolf would react to all the changed I was making and me rejecting Elodie.
I knew that having Elodie with the omegas only made it easier for me to get to her when I wanted to and if I wanted to. I wasn’t sure of I wanted to continue that gamble but my wolf wanted what he wanted. I had already tried but failed to keep my distance from heri found myself thining about her more than I wanted to and I found myself obsessing over everything that concerned her. Of course Nyra noticed this and she started keeping a close eye on me. She didn’t confront me, even when she found me existing Elodie’s room she didn’t confront me,she instead decided to mark her territory.
Nyra followed me halfway down the corridor before speaking.
“I’ll move my things tonight.”
I slowed slightly but didn’t stop walking.
“What things?”
“My things,” she repeated, as if the answer were obvious. “To your chambers.”
I finally stopped. The guards stationed along the hall lowered their heads immediately, pretending not to hear anything that might follow. I turned to face her.
“No.”
Nyra blinked.
“No?”
“You’re not moving into my chambers.”
Her expression hardened.
“I’m your chosen mate.”
“Yes.”
“And future Luna.”
“Yes.”
“Then where exactly am I supposed to live?”
“In your rooms.”
She stared at me like I’d insulted her.
“That’s not how this works.”
“It is for now.”
Her patience snapped.
“You expect the pack to believe that I’m your Luna while I sleep in another wing?”
“I expect the pack to mind their business.”
Nyra stepped closer.
“You’re keeping distance because of her.”
The words came out sharp.
“Elodie.”
My wolf stirred unpleasantly at the name, I ignored it.
“This has nothing to do with her.”
“Of course it does,” Nyra said bitterly. “You think if I move into your chambers you won’t be able to sneak away to the Omega wing.”
A low growl rose in my chest before I could stop it. Nyra noticed immediately. Her eyes narrowed.
“You see?”
“That growl wasn’t for you.”
Her lips curved coldly.
“Exactly.”
I exhaled slowly, already losing patience with this conversation.
“You’re making assumptions.”
“You’ve been making excuses for days.”
“I’ve been managing a situation.”
“You’ve been circling your mate.”
The word grated against my nerves.
“I rejected her.”
“You’re fighting the bond.”
“And winning.”
Nyra folded her arms.
“Then prove it.”
I tilted my head slightly.
“How?”
“Let me move into your room.”
I laughed under my breath.
“Absolutely not.”
Her eyes flashed.
“Why not?”
“Because you’re not moving into my chambers.”
“That’s not an answer.”
“It’s the only one you’re getting.”
Nyra’s voice dropped.
“You’re afraid.”
That actually amused me.
“Of what?”
“Of what will happen if she’s completely out of reach.”
I stepped closer until we were standing almost chest to chest.
“You’re overestimating her importance.”
“Then why not let me stay?”
Because my wolf would tear the place apart every night smelling Elodie on the walls while Nyra slept in the bed meant for my mate. The thought alone made irritation crawl under my skin. Instead I said calmly,
“Because choosing you doesn’t mean surrendering my authority.”
Nyra’s eyes hardened.
“I’m not asking for authority.”
“You’re demanding it.”
“I’m asking for respect.”
“You already have it.”
“Then act like it.”
I smiled faintly.
“You’re confusing respect with control.”
Her jaw tightened.
“You made me Luna.”
“I made you my chosen mate.”
“That’s the same thing.”
“No,” I said quietly. “It isn’t.”
Silence fell between us. Nyra stared at me like she was trying to decide if I was serious. Then she said slowly,
“You rejected your mate for me.”
“Yes.”
“You chose me over her.”
“Yes.”
“And yet you still keep me at a distance.”
“Yes.”
Her voice rose.
“That makes no sense.”
“It makes perfect sense.”
Nyra stepped closer again, anger finally boiling over.
“You’re letting that girl affect our relationship.”
I felt my wolf push forward violently. Mine. The word slammed through my head with enough force to make my teeth grind. Nyra saw the tension in my shoulders.
“You see?” she said. “Even now—”
“Enough.”
The word cut through the corridor like a blade. Nyra fell silent. My patience had officially run out.
“You seem to have forgotten something.”
Her eyes flashed.
“What?”
I leaned slightly closer.
“I chose you.”
“Yes.”
“That does not mean you control me.”
Her lips parted.
“You don’t get to dictate where I sleep.”
Her breathing slowed.
“You don’t get to decide who enters my chambers.”
Her hands curled into fists.
“And you certainly don’t get to move yourself into my room like you own it.”
Nyra stared at me.
“I’m your mate.”
“You’re my choice.”
“That’s the same thing.”
“No,” I said coldly. “It isn’t.”
The difference was obvious. She simply didn’t want to acknowledge it. Nyra’s voice dropped to something quieter.
“You’re being cruel.”
“I’m being clear.”
“You’re pushing me away.”
“I’m setting boundaries.”
Her expression twisted with frustration.
“You’re impossible.”
“And yet,” I said calmly, “you still want to marry me.”
Silence stretched. Nyra looked away first. Her shoulders slowly relaxed, though the anger still lingered in her eyes.
“You’re enjoying this.”
“Enjoying what?”
“Watching me fight for you.”
I shrugged slightly.
“I didn’t ask you to.”
Nyra gave a quiet, humorless laugh.
“You rejected your mate for me.”
“Yes.”
“And you expect me to believe you won’t regret it.”
“I won’t.”
Her gaze sharpened again.
“You sound very confident.”
“I am.”
She studied me for a long moment.Then finally said, “Fine.”
I raised an eyebrow.
“Fine?”
“I’ll stay in my rooms.”
“That’s wise.”
“But don’t think this conversation is over.”
“It is for tonight.”
Nyra turned to leave.
Then paused.
“One day,” she said quietly, “you’re going to have to stop pretending that bond doesn’t matter.”
My wolf stirred again. I didn’t react. Nyra looked over her shoulder.
“And when that day comes,” she added softly, “I hope you remember who you chose.”
Then she walked away. Her footsteps echoed down the corridor until they disappeared completely. I stood there for a long moment afterward. Alone. The bond pulsed faintly in my chest. Distant. Somewhere in the Omega wing. My wolf stirred again. Restless. Hungry. Annoyed. I pushed the feeling down hard. I had made my decision.
And I didn’t regret it
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