Erasing the Alpha's Mark

Chloe, my fated mate Damon's first love, posted a video on Pack network.
The video showed them at a pack's bonfire party, performing a "Blessing of the Moon" ritual—one that should have been reserved for fated mates.
As the ritual reached its climax, they leaned in for a kiss.
They didn't pull apart immediately. Lost in the moment, their auras intertwined for a full minute.
Her post was a deliberate provocation: "Still the same clumsy little wolf cub! P.S. Damon's blessing ritual was as perfect as ever!"
I calmly used my own power to leave a "Moonlight Sigil," a symbol of blessing, under the video.
The next second, Damon's furious mind-link burst into my head. "Is there any Luna in this world as dramatic as you? I was just performing a blessing ritual with Chloe. What are you freaking out about now?"
In that single moment, I realized seven years of being his mate had meant nothing.
It was time to sever our mate bond.