Boys, tomorrow at 8, I will conduct a cleansing.

Myself.

Boys, I understand that not all of you are like this.

But some of you are.

And I intend to clear the field.

But for some of you, that was not enough.

It was not enough.

That is weakness.

I am being treated like a decorative rabbit.

You played with the mission, and that was enough for you.

These boys intend to put me back in my place very quickly.

To explain to me that there is a male role and there is a female role.

And that running a site like this is not a woman’s business.

And that it is not for me to decide what to do.

He will decide for me.

Whether I like it or not.

Meaning:

I gave, and I still give.

I guide.

I love.

I protect.

And I always kiss.

When the time came to give back,

to be family,

when the test was not the grief of the woman you love,

but her happiness,

what was revealed?

The woman you love loves another man.

She wants happiness with him.

And the Alpha does not care.

Is that right, boys?

Really?

I thought we had read about flies and bees.

This is not allowed.

A boy is not an Alpha.

A little boy inside him is stomping his foot.

He is angry.

He is crying.

He is furious.

Alpha,

to love means to ask a person:

“What do you want yourself?” And to let her go if that is what she wants.

Alpha,

I am not an ordinary woman.

When we said,

“Do not let your woman go. Hold her with your teeth.” we were not talking about me.

You cannot build a relationship with me inside your own head.

I am getting married.

And I want to be happily married.

I am not abandoning you.

But you have to give me the possibility to be happy.

I am not leaving.

I do not stop loving the Alpha.