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*Frederick has kidnapped her,” he replied through their bond. *Connor is coming home to discuss rescue plans.*
Katherine’s eyes widened in shock. *But why would Frederick target Olivia? Connor and Olivia completed their mating ceremony. And Connor’s been publicly dating that actress, Layla Lawrence.*
William could feel her confusion through their bond. Katherine didn’t understand the complex web of deception they had woven to protect Olivia. keep her
*The public relationship is fake, William explained reluctantly. *Connor and Olivia never actually completed their mating. The ceremony was called off. Everything since then has been an elaborate rus safe.*
Katherine stared at him in disbelief. *You mean all this time…*
*Connor has been protecting her from the shadows,* William confirmed. *The breakup, the actress, all of it was to make Frederick think she was no longer important to Connor.”
*But it didn’t work,* Katherine realized, her voice heavy with dread.
Katherine’s mind raced with questions, ench one more urgent than the last. Through their mate bond, her thoughts bombarded William like a relentless storm.
“How long has this been going on? Why wasn’t I told? What if Frederick hurts her? What if Connor walks into a trap?
William felt a hondache building behind his temples, Katherine’s anxiety was feeding through their bond, amplifying his own stress.
“Katherine, please,” he said aloud. “I need you to calm down. Connor will be here soon, and we’ll figure out a plan”
But Katherine wasn’t finished. Her voice rose with each word.
“This is all your fault!” she accused, her amber eyes flashing with anger. “If you had handled the Victoria Price situation properly twenty years ago, none of this would be happening!”
William’s jaw clenched. “Katherine, not now.”
“Yes, now!” she stood up, her hands shaking with fury. “Your affair created Frederick. Your cowardice in not acknowledging him turned him into this monster. And now Olivia is paying the price for your mistakes!”
The words hit their mark. William felt his own anger rising to match hers.
“I did what I thought was best for the pack,” he said coldly.
“You did what was easiest for you,” Katherine shot back. “You sent Victoria away because you were too weak to stand up to your father. You abandoned your own son because it was convenient.”
William’s control snapped. “Enough! I don’t need you bringing up ancient history when we have a crisis to handle.”
He turned and stalked toward the door. “I’m going to call Richard back and try to stop the enforcers, When Connor arrives, we’ll deal with this properly.”
“Don’t you dare walk away from me!” Katherine called after him.
But William was already gone, leaving her alone in the living room with her anger and fear.
Katherine sank back onto the sofa, her fury giving way to grief. Her eyes filled with tears as the weight of the situation crashed over her.
William always accused her of bringing up old grievances. But the Victoria Price incident had never been trul resolved. It remained a thorn in her heart, a hurdle she could never overcome.
After all these years, the consequences of that affair were still destroying their family. And now an innocent young woman was paying the price.
Katherine sat alone in the living room, crying silently until her eyes were red and swollen. The tears came for Olivia, for Connor, for the family that seemed cursed by William’s past mistakes.
The intense quarrel in the living room had not gone unnoticed. Martha Wilson, a servant who had been dusting nearby, heard every word of the heated exchange.
Martha had served Eleanor Rivers for more than twenty years. Her loyalty to the pack matriarch was absolute, and she had learned long ago that Eleanor valued information above all else.
Whenever there was any disturbance in the family, Martha reported it immediately. This situation was far tor serious to keep to herself.
She quickly made her way to Eleanor’s private sitting room, her steps hurried but quiet. Eleanor looked up from her embroidery as Martha entered.
“Elder Rivers,” Martha said, bowing respectfully. “I need to report something urgent.”
Eleanor set down her needlework, her sharp blue eyes focusing on the servant. “What is it, Martha?”
“There’s been a terrible development,” Martha began, her voice low and urgent. “Frederick Warner has kidnapped Olivia Winters.”
Eleanor’s face went completely still. For a moment, she looked as if she hadn’t heard correctly.
“You said that Frederick Warner kidnapped Olivia Winters?” she asked slowly.
Martha nodded gravely. “Yes, Elder Rivers. I heard Alpha William and Luna Katherine discussing it. Connor Rivers confirmed it himself.”
Eleanor’s expression darkened, a thin line of anger appearing in her eyes. “This is too lawless!”
Although Eleanor had never particularly favored Olivia, she couldn’t tolerate such illegal and criminal acts as k********g. Human life was at stake.
Besides, although Frederick had never been acknowledged by the pack, he was still her grandson. Rivers pack blood flowed in his veins. She couldn’t tolerate her grandson engaging in such illegal and criminal activities.
Eleanor immediately reached out through the pack bond to contact Connor. *Come home immediately.* she commanded. “We need to discuss this situation.*
*I’m already on my way, Grandmother,* Connor responded. *I’ll be there soon.”
After ending the mental connection, Eleanor turned back to Martha. Her voice was sharp with concern.
“Where is Vanessa? Where is she?”
(Olivia’s POV)
“It definitely will,” Connor’s Ice-blue eyes were covered with a layer of haze. “But before that, I will make her responsible for what she has done.”
His statement was vague, not specifying exactly how he would deal with Vanessa. I studied his face, trying to read his intentions, but his Alpha mask was firmly in place.
Half an hour later, the Cullinan SUV drove into an unfamiliar place and stopped slowly. I turned my head in confusion, looking out at the sprawling compound surrounded by high walls.
“Where are we?” I asked, peering through the tinted windows.
“My base,” Connor replied, his voice steady. “The Shadow Den. This is where Vanessa is being held.”
After getting out of the car, Connor took my hand. “Follow me inside and don’t get lost. This place is very large.”
I let him lead me, my wolf Cora instinctively trusting his Alpha presence as I hurried to keep up. The winter wind was bitterly cold, cutting through my coat.
Connor noticed my discomfort and gently placed my hand into his coat pocket. Warmth spread from his palm, and I felt less cold, Cora appreciating the shared heat.
Having only caught a glimpse from the car, I was stunned when I saw the place clearly. Though it was already past 10 PM, werewolves were still training everywhere.
They were organized in groups, each led by a beta, training in a disciplined manner. Despite the freezing winter night, the werewolves were dressed very thinly, some even shirtless, their powerful wolf forms radiating heat.
I had to admit, they were in great shape, all over six feet tall, and the shirtless men were all muscular. As for their looks, they varied. I quickly scanned around, seeing a few who looked decent, like two men I would later learn were Jackson Harris and Tyler Wilson from Connor’s training team, but most were very average.
“What are you looking at?” Connor asked, his Alpha possessiveness subtly flaring.
| I guiltily looked away, feeling like a child caught with her hand in the cookie jar. “I’m just curious about seeing werewolves in vests in the winter.”
Connor’s lips quirked slightly. “They’re training hard. Their werewolf metabolism keeps them warm. They don’t feel cold.”
I hummed in response, still distracted by the impressive display of pack strength around us. Suddenly, a loud and unified voice, a chorus of respectful wolfish growls and words, shattered the night sky: “Greetings, Alpha! Greetings, Luha Apparent!”
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