Meanwhile, the video I’d worked so hard on had been replaced with footage of Blake and Wendy being all sweet and loving.
I thought I wouldn’t care. I was about to leave, after all. But when I thought about that video, I couldn’t hold back the tears.
It had all our rare moments together over the last three years.
There was footage of Blake patiently training me under the moonlight, our first hunting trip when he protected me, and the first time he gave me a birthday gift.
When I thought of all that and as I watched what was supposed to be my farewell turn into their celebration, my chest ached.
I wondered if Blake even remembered that this was the last event I would ever plan for the pack.
While he was getting cozy with Wendy, did it ever cross his mind that we still had three days left before the contract ended and our bond officially broke?
Back in my room, I looked at the photos of the 18 events I’d planned. They were proof of my effort and my memories.
I took them down one by one. Right after I tore down the last photo, Blake reached out through the mind-link.
His tone was sharp and accusatory. “You did this on purpose, didn’t you? This itinerary is way too complicated. I can’t make any sense of it! Wendy is at a total loss!”
I was speechless. Still, I figured I should take responsibility, so I calmly said, “Do you want me to come back and run it?”
He went quiet for a while. “Forget it. Just stay where you are.”
And that was the end of that.
Before I could finish packing, Blake stormed into the house. “Not making you the Luna was the best decision I ever made! Walking out halfway through your duties is not a Luna acts!”
He yanked at his tie in frustration, and I caught a glimpse of scratch marks on his chest.
Right then, Wendy walked in, looking all pitiful.
“Blake, your suit got dirty. I brought you a new one. It’s my fault that I didn’t know the event itinerary well enough…”
Blake’s expression softened immediately with affection. “It’s not your fault. It’s Clara’s. Why’d she make the itinerary so complicated?
“If it weren’t for you handling all those guests tonight, I don’t know how it would’ve turned out.”
Then he turned to me furiously. “Clara, don’t you think you owe me an explanation? After you hit a snag, you just ditched us and left Wendy to clean up your mess. Thank God, Wendy managed it. If she hadn’t, the whole thing would’ve been a disaster!”
I just shrugged and said calmly, “My bad.”
He looked stunned, like he hadn’t expected that reaction from me. He stammered for a second, but he had nothing else to say.
