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DONOVAN

“You’re a prick, Donovan.”

Those were the last words that Hunter said to me as I slammed the front door shut, unable to deal with his or Liam’s accusations.

“You’re supposed to be our leader.”

I am.

Which is why I know what’s best for them, and most of all, I know what’s best forher.

And what’s best for her is not being a part of pack Axton.

We won’t be able to give her what she needs, and eventually, we would fall apart.

That doesn’t stop me from depositing another large sum into her personal bank account.

She may hate me for it, and I may keep my distance, but that doesn’t mean she’ll have to want for anything anymore.

April.

The Omega that we will say goodbye to once the contract expires.

There are only a few events left, then it’s off to Kelly’s wedding, and then…

Goodbye.

It’s what’s best for all of us.

The cemetery is quiet, with no visitors.

The four-hour drive gave me too much time to ruminate on my thoughts, all swirling and blending to the same conclusion.

After the contract, it’s over.

And now, with just the chilly air and headstones to keep me company, my decision is final.

When I get back, I’ll talk to her about what to expect for the next few weeks.

My inner Alpha disagrees and tries to claw his way to the surface.

Take her. Claim her.

The tension in me is so strong that it makes me nauseous.

But as I sit on the bench, staring quietly at the grave that no one else visits, I stuff the bile down.

You will fail her, just as you fail everyone else.

My phone buzzes, and I almost smile at the text that my private investigator sends me.

After the incident with Clay at our home, where he mentionedOin front of April, he left with a black eye.

But now he’ll be left with the view of a jail cell.

It took a few calls and a couple favors to ask, but Clay will never attend another party again.