This was something I shouldn't have thought so much about before doing, yet I battled with it.
I glanced at the prince, who hadn't taken his eyes off me, probably waiting to hear me reject my mate. So I put myself together to do this, because it was safer than it ending abruptly. I walked to Alpha Samson and folded my arms against my chest, “Alpha, it's nice meeting you again as my patient.”
He blinked, but still had his eyes on me.
“First, I should assure you that what I'm about to do doesn't change the fact that you are under my care. Until you're stable, I will be your healer.” I started, but my chest was so heavy, like a rock was placed on it. “Therefore, I, Beta Annette Lowell, reject you, Alpha Samson Brooks, as my fated mate. Henceforth, we aren't mates and should part ways.”
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