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Chapter 25
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The next day, I invited Scott to the house for coffee and a chat. As we sat at the dining table, sipping at our mugs, we talked about everything from the success of my interview to the effect that wearing that dress had on Noah. Somehow, we landed on Scott's recent string of blind dates set up by Noah. "What didn't you like about her?" I asked as I subconsciously stirred my black coffee. The stuff burned my stomach, but all this time of weight obsession made me have an aversion to anything-cream, sugar, even milk-in my coffee. "I don't know," Scott confessed. "I just didn't feel anything between us. There was no...spark there."
I took a sip of coffee.
"Well, if the spark isn't there, then it isn't there."
"The problem is that she was the last eligible girl within the Nightcrest Pack, and I still haven't found my fated mate."
I arched my brow at him.
"So, what is Noah going to do?"
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"I think that he's considering looking at some girls from other packs."
A pang of sadness stúng my heart. Noah was going to such great lengths to help his half-brother find his fated mate, but he was not willing to let him marry someone from a suitable background. I twisted the wedding ring on my left hand. I supposed that this was a lesson that Noah had learned from his personal experience.
"How do you feel about that situation?" I asked.
Scott huffed out a breath through his nostrils.
"I just wish that I could find a mate as gentle and affectionate as you are."
Heat flooded my cheeks, and I looked away.
"Oh, Scott, you don't mean that."
He placed his hand over mine.
"Yes, I do," he said firmly. "My brother doesn't appreciate you like he should. It infuriates me that he doesn't understand what he has..."
I bit my lower lip and slipped my hand out from underneath Scott's. I tucked a strand of hair behind my
ear.
"That's very kind of you to say. I'm sure that you will find someone worthy of your love soon."
"I don't know. Becoming mates requires destiny, and I just don't know if it's in the cards for me right now. Certainly not like it was for you and Noah."
I sighed quietly and stared into the dark liquid inside my mug. Was it really destiny that Noah and I ended up together? It was hard for me to believe that, after everything that I had gone through.
The fact that I was given a second chance at life, though, did tell me that destiny was on my side for other things. Now, it was time to see if Scott would be, too.
"Scott, can I ask you something?"
"Of course."
"Would you still support me if I wanted a divorce?"
Scott pursed his lips. He picked up his mug and drank his coffee slowly. I could see in his eyes a struggle going on within his mind.
After a minute, he set the mug back down and smacked his lips.
"Luna Hannah, everything I do is for the happiness of both you and Noah," he reluctantly admitted. "I don't think that a divorce is conducive to that."
I tilted my head down, then glanced up at Scott through my lashes.
"But what if I would be happier if I left Noah?"
Scott's lips pulled downward in a frown. Without a word, he stood up and left the house, leaving me alone in deafening silence.
***
I don't want to do this, I texted Viona after I pulled up to her house.
Just get your butt in here! she replied. It'll be good for you, girl. I promise.
I rolled my eyes.
Fine, but remember, this was YOUR idea.
Yeah, my GREAT idea.
I grabbed my purse and headed up the steps to the front door. I adjusted the straps of my black c***I dress before ringing the doorbell. A grin spread across my face as Viona and Amber opened the door together, each holding a margarita in one hand.