Louisa's POV:
I pushed him away forcefully.
A year had passed, and his cedar scent could no longer awaken my wolf. The fated bond was truly broken.
Good.
Sebastian looked at his empty arms, and his face paled for a moment.
"Your wolf..." he began, seeming to realize it too. I no longer bore his scent as a mate.
I looked at him calmly.
"I've accepted your apology," I said. "You can leave now."
With that, I walked around him.
As we brushed past each other, Sebastian grabbed my wrist.
His grip was light—as if afraid of hurting me, yet also afraid that the moment he let go, I would vanish.
"I've been searching for you for an entire year," he said. "It was only recently that I confirmed you were in Rothbury."
I lowered my gaze to his hand. "So what?"
Sebastian's body went rigid.
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