The Pregnant Luna Mated to Ex’s Best Friend (Aria) novel Chapter 18

Chapter 18: Help Me Sever the Mate Bond

Chapter 18 Help Me Sever the Mate Bond

(Arie’s POV)

“Sign it “I thrust the papers toward Alexander, my voice steadier than I expected “Sign it and leave my

Brartment

Alexander’s amber eyes Rashed dangerously. His wolf’s rage fitted the room, thick and suffocating as his scent changed from his usual pine and earth to something sharper, angrier

“You think I just let you go? He snatched the papers from my hand.

Before I could stop him, he tore them to shreds. The sound of ripping paper echoed through my small apartment as fragments fluttered to the floor like snow.

I watched impassively I’d expected this.

“That was childish,” I said, reaching into my purse and pulling out another copy ‘I made extras.”

Alexander stared at me as if seeing me for the first time. His face registered genuine shock that I’d

anticipated his reaction.

“Who are you?” he whispered. “The Aria I know wouldn’t-

“The Aria you knew died with her mother,” I cut him off. “Now sign the papers and go.”

He stepped closer, his Alpha presence overwhelming in the confined space.

“I won’t sign any severance agreement,” he growled. “You’re my mate. My Luna.”

“Your possession, you mean? Like a trophy to display while you run to Claire whenever she calls?”

His jaw tightened. “You don’t understand the complexity of-

“I understand perfectly. I’m just not accepting it anymore.”

Alexander ran his hand through his hair, a gesture I once found endearing. Now it just seemed calculated, designed to make him appear vulnerable.

“I won’t do it,” he stated flatly. “I won’t agree to sever our mate bond.”

His finality sparked fresh anger within me. “You’d rather keep me trapped in a loveless mating?”

“It’s not loveless!” he snapped. “You’re twisting everything!”

I laughed bitterly. “Love doesn’t look like this, Alexander. Love doesn’t post pictures with another woman on

our ceremony day.”

His eyes narrowed dangerously. “I’ve told you, I didn’t post that picture.”

“Right. It magically appeared on your account.”

Alexander’s fists clenched at his sides. For one heart–stopping moment, I thought he might strike me.

He didn’t. Instead, he turned abruptly and strode to the door. “This conversation is over.”

The door slammed behind hirm with enough force to rattle the windows. His Alpha scent lingered in the air,

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marking the space as if to remind me I was still his.

I sank onto my sofa, suddenly exhausted. The scattered pieces of the torn agreement mocked me from the

floor.

My wolf whimpered within me, confused and distressed. She recognized Alexander as our mate, yet she also felt the betrayal, the hurt he had caused us.

A wave of anxiety washed over me. What would I do now? Alexander could make the bond severance process nearly impossible, especially with his status as Alpha. He could drag it out for months, even years.

Unless…

Dominic Blackwood’s words echoed in my mind: “Want to sever the mate bond? I’ll help you.”

At the time, I’d thought it was just a provocative comment meant to challenge Alexander. But what if he’d

meant it?

My wolf perked up at the thought, her interest piquing at the memory of Dominic’s powerful presence.

Without giving myself time to reconsider, I grabbed my phone and dialed Dominic’s number. I’d intended to request a meeting, to explain my situation carefully.

“Aria?” His deep voice answered after just two rings, sounding surprised but not displeased.

Hearing him say my name sent an unexpected shiver down my spine.

“Dominic, 1-” I paused, suddenly unsure how to proceed. “I wanted to thank you properly. For everything you did at the hospital.”

“No thanks necessary,” he replied. “How are you holding up?”

His genuine concern caught me off guard. “I’m… managing. Listen, do you have time for dinner? There’s something important I’d like to discuss.”

I held my breath, waiting for his response. Would he think me too forward?

“Of course,” he said without hesitation. “When did you have in mind?”

“Tonight?” I suggested, surprised at my own boldness. “If that’s not too soon.”

“Tonight works perfectly,” Dominic replied, his voice betraying no surprise at my prompt request. “Text me the

time and location.”

After hanging up, I spent an embarrassing amount of time choosing what to wear. Nothing too formal,

nothing too casual. Nothing that screamed ‘desperate for help‘ or ‘recently abandoned mate!

I finally settled on a forest–green dress that complemented my eyes and wasn’t too tight around my

and scent–neutralizing spaces, it was perfect for sensitive conversations.

You’re early, I observed.

“This is… more than I expected,” I admitted, slightly flustered by the intimate setting.

Dominic pulled out my chair. “I hope it’s not uncomfortable for you. I find it easier to have important conversations without twenty pairs of ears listening in.”

The scent of his wolf’s power lingered in the air around us – not dominating like Alexander’s could be, but steady and reassuring.

I glanced at the prices and tried not to wince. “I’ll just have-”

“My treat,” Dominic interrupted gently. “Please order whatever appeals to you. Do you have any dietary restrictions I should be aware of?”

“No restrictions,” I replied. “Though I’ve been having some… sensitivity to certain scents lately.”

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