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The bartender placed three Moonberry Mojitos before us. The drinks sparkled with an otherworldly shimmer. Lily said with a smile, “Thanks, handsome.”
Leo met Lily’s gaze, smiling seductively. “No need to thank me, beautiful.”
Their eyes met, and attraction sparked silently. I could practically feel the chemistry crackling between them.
Rebecca and I exchanged glances, both wearing dazed expressions. Our eyes were wide with shock.
Did they just connect that easily?
After drinking one cocktail, my depression didn’t decrease but intensified. As the saying goes, drowning sorrows with alcohol only makes the sorrow greater.
Under alcohol’s influence, I seemed to miss Connor even more. My wolf howled mournfully within me. Lily tried to cheer me up. “It’s okay, sister. If you don’t like this one, I’ll introduce you to others.”
“Didn’t you mention wanting to see some male entertainers last time? This bar has plenty of good-looking ones.”
“Wait here, I’ll call their manager over. Whatever catches your eye, tell your sister, and I’ll arrange it fo
I had already consumed three cocktails and felt dizzy. I mumbled in a slurred voice, “Don’t…”
Lily was also drunk, and with the bar’s noise, she didn’t hear clearly. “What? You want to?” u.”
I shook my head. “I don’t like messy situations…”
Lily misunderstood. “What? You just want to look at those eight-pack abs?” amber eyes blurred. What on earth was she talking about? My cheeks flushed with intoxication, my
Ten minutes later, five male entertainers-all over six feet tall with impressive eight-pack abs-stood in a row before me.
They said in unison, “Hello~~~”
I hiccupped and laughed foolishly. “Hello everyone.”
These were Blake Sterling and other beta werewolves who worked as entertainers at Nightshade Bar. They used their physical attributes to attract wealthy female patrons.
(Connor’s POV).
“I have to admit, they’re really good-looking.”
Meanwhile, in a dimly lit booth across the bar, I stared at the payment notification on my phone. My face darkened with displeasure.
“What’s wrong with Lily? She used my emergency card to hire male entertainers for Olivia?”
(Connor’s POV)
Ethan Quinn’s face darkened with anger as he watched the scene unfold before us. His teeth ground audibly
In the dim booth where we sat hidden.
“I’m so pissed off! Lily actually dared to hire male entertainers for Olivia!”
My ice-blue eyes remained fixed on the bar area. Olivia held a glass of Moonfire Tequila with Silver Lime in one hand while her other hand explored Blake Sterling’s sculpted chest muscles.
The burning sensation from my own tequila seemed to spread through the air around us. Everything tasted bitter and sour.
My Alpha instincts roared at the sight of other males entertaining my intended mate. My wolf Adam clawed at my chest, demanding I claim what was ours.
Olivia’s amber eyes were glazed with alcohol. Her honey-brown hair fell in disheveled waves around her shoulders.
She giggled as Blake flexed his muscles for her entertainment. The sound cut through me like silver.
“Look at those abs,” she slurred, tracing patterns on his chest. “So different from…”
She didn’t finish the sentence. But I knew she was thinking of me.
My hands clenched into fists on the table. The leather booth creaked under my tension.
Ethan noticed my rigid posture. “Connor, don’t do anything stupid.”
But watching other males touch what belonged to me was torture. Every fiber of my being screamed to intervene.
Blake Sterling leaned closer to Olivia. His predatory smile made my vision flash red.
“You’re so beautiful,” he murmured in her ear. “Much too good for whoever broke your heart.”
Olivia’s face crumpled slightly. Fresh tears gathered in her amber eyes.
“He doesn’t want me anymore,” she whispered. “He chose someone else.” The pain in her voice nearly broke my resolve. I started to rise from the booth.
Ethan’s hand shot out to restrain me. “Connor, think about what you’re doing.”
I abruptly stood up from our booth anyway. My powerful frame radiated tension and barely contained fury. Ethan startled at the sudden movement. “What are you doing?”
“I’m taking Olivia home immediately.” My voice came out as a growl. “This ends now.”
My wolf snarled beneath the surface at the perceived threat to our mate bond. Every instinct demanded I eliminate the competition.
Ethan quickly gripped my arm. “Your presence would expose our carefully constructed ruse to Frederick
Wamers spies.
His words hit like cold water. “They might be watching. This would render all your sacrifice pointless acknowledged the risk with a tense nod. But my eyes remained fixed on Olivia, surrounded by the male entertainers vying for her attention.
Lily continued encouraging her reckless behavior. “Come on, Liv! Live a little!”
My jaw clenched so hard I thought my teeth might c***k. The sight of other males near my mate was unbearable.
“I can’t watch this,” I muttered through gritted teeth.
Ethan’s grip tightened on my arm. “You have to. For her safety.”
Just as I was preparing to do something rash that would blow our cover, Ethan suddenly dashed forward. He created a gust of wind as he moved with supernatural speed toward the bar area.
Lily was thoroughly intoxicated, her inhibitions completely gone. She leaned against Blake Sterling’s muscular chest, her face flushed with alcohol and infatuation.
Before Lily could realize what was happening, Ethan punched Blake squarely in the jaw. His protective instincts for his stepsister overrode his usual caution.
The sound of impact echoed through the bar. Blake stumbled backward from the unexpected blow.
His colleagues from the entertainment staff held him back as he tried to retaliate. “What the hell, man?” Blake’s lip was split and bleeding. His perfect features were marred by the violence.
Lily was half-sobered by the sudden violence. Her amber eyes widened in shock as she exclaimed, “Ethan! What are you doing?”
She rushed to check if Blake was injured. “Oh my god, are you okay?”
Lily immediately began apologizing profusely to the entertainer. She pulled out a thick stack of Crimson Pack Currency Bills from her purse.
“Here, take this for medical expenses,” she said frantically. “I’m so sorry about my stepbrother.”
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