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The Rejection Cannot Be Undone

Author: Dakota Quinn
last update publish date: 2026-07-04 07:17:31

Haydee

The courtyard waited.

Every wolf in it understood the mechanics. A withdrawn rejection required acceptance to take effect. The bond could not be rebuilt unilaterally, meaning Cole could not simply decide to reclaim what he had thrown away. Haydee Raine had to choose.

I understood the mechanics too.

I stood in the middle of Nightfall's courtyard with the bond pulling at my sternum like something with fingers, with Cole's raw and brok

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