“You can’t be serious,” Jonathan sighed. “Look. We didn’t kiss or lean too much to one another. Probably your drunkenness made you see what you wanted to see—”

“So now I’m delusional?” I straightened my back, my rising tone made everyone around us turn to our table, gawking like some hawk in our direction.

Beta Homer whispered, “Ana, calm down. How could you make the Alpha awkward in front of everyone?” The Beta laughed before I could answer, “You shouldn’t sit—you should stand so that you can humiliate him further—”

Homer and I burped and ended up laughing. Alpha Jonathan just remained on his hot seat, sweat forming on his forehead, glaring at Homer and me.

Emilia broke our reverie. “Alpha Jon and I are just friends, Anastasia. If I had any intention of being with him, it would have happened a long time ago considering we grew up together.”

“Please don’t cause any more trouble, babe. Emilia isn’t the only one receiving the awkward treatment. You too.”

“So now it’s wrong for me to reprimand the two of you that she—” I pointed at Emilia, “—is no longer respecting boundaries or even acknowledging that you are already taken?”

Well, it seems I’m the one taken for granted.

“Are you even hearing yourself, Anastasia?” The Alpha stood and used his alpha tone. He acted as if I had done something so unforgivable that he wanted to shove me out of the pack party by dragging me by the hair if only I wasn’t his girlfriend.

I was hurt by his voice, his expression, and his...siding with Emilia. For the thousandth time, I’m the one to fix my attitude when it should be Emilia.

But my heart was hurt only in the blink of an eye, and then it no longer did. It was back to beating to my own unending rhythm of being the one to adjust when Jonathan and Emilia were together.

And as I heaved a deep sigh, I stood. I will no longer endure this drama. “You all have fun and enjoy the night. I’ll gladly remove myself to not be your obstacle for tonight.” I turned to the Alpha as I grabbed my bag, “And Alpha Jonathan, no matter how many years we’ve been together, no matter how many times you’ve told me what you and Emilia are, I’d like to end this now.”

He had chosen her many times already. I bet he’ll choose her several times in the years to come too.

He blinked, then— “What do you mean by that, Ana?”