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“Show me,” he growled, his lips claiming mine once more.
Our passion reignited in the water, our wolves calling to each other as we connected on the deepest level possible. By the time we finally emerged from the bathroom, we were both wrinkled from the water and exhausted in the most satisfying way.
I wrapped myself in a towel while Connor slung another low on his hips, the fabric doing little to hide his impressive physique. Hand in hand, we walked toward the bedroom, ready to continue our night together. The insistent ringing of the doorbell cut through our intimate bubble like a knife.
My wolf instantly went on alert, hackles rising at the unexpected intrusion. “Who could that be at this hour?” Connor’s expression hardened, his protective instincts engaging immediately. “Stay here. I’ll check.”
I grabbed his arm, suddenly anxious. “Be careful. Use the peephole.”
He touched my cheek reassuringly before moving toward the door. Through the peephole, his body suddenly tensed, his shoulders squaring with aggression.
“Who is it?” I whispered, clutching my towel tighter.
“Ethan Grey,” Connor replied, his voice dropping to a dangerous growl.
My stomach dropped. Of all the times for Ethan to appear, this had to be the worst possible moment. Connor opened the door, standing confidently in nothing but a towel. His powerful Alpha physique was on ful display, including several Jove bites on his neck and chest-marks that would have healed almost instantly if not for the deep passion that created them.
(Ethan’s POV)
I stood in the hallway of Olivia’s apartment building, my fist raised to pound on her door again. The scent hit me before the door even opened-Connor Rivers’ dominant Alpha scent mixed with Olivia’s sweet fragrance and the unmistakable aroma of s*x.
My wolf snarled beneath my skin, clawing to get out and challenge the rival Alpha. When the door swung open to reveal Rivers standing there in nothing but a towel, my vision briefly tinged red with rage.
His muscled torso was marked with fresh love bites-Olivia’s love bites. The sight of them made my blood boil. These weren’t ordinary marks; they were deep enough to remain visible even on an Alpha werewolf, whose healing abilities should have erased them within minutes.
“What the hell are you doing here, Grey?” Rivers asked, his ice-blue eyes gleaming with smug satisfaction. I ignored his question, my gaze fixed on the evidence of their intimacy. “What the hell have you done to her?” Rivers leaned against the doorframe, completely at ease despite being nearly naked. “I think that’s between me and my mate-to-be, don’t you?”
“She’s not your mate,” I growled, my fists clenching at my sides. “She was mine first,”
“Was being the operative word,” Rivers replied coolly. “You threw her away, remember? For your precious Cassandra.”
The mention of Cassandra’s name only fueled my anger. “You don’t know anything about my relationship with
Olivia.”
“I know enough,” Rivers said, his voice hardening. “I know you treated her like a replacement. I know you hurt her repeatedly. And I know she’s chosen me now.”
The smug certainty in his voice pushed me over the edge. With a snarl, I threw a punch aimed at his jaw. Rivers dodged with supernatural speed, his own wolf rising to meet my challenge.
“You really want to do this here?” he asked, his voice dropping to a dangerous Alpha timbre.
I answered with another swing, which he blocked effortlessly. My wolf was howling for blood, demanding I reclaim what I considered mine. Rivers moved with the fluid grace of a born predator, his own wolf clearly eager for the fight.
“What did you do to her?” I demanded again, circling him in the narrow hallway. “Did you force her? Manipulate her?”
Rivers’ laugh was cold and mocking. “Is that what you think? That the only way she’d choose me over you is through force?”
“Answer me!” I lunged forward, managing to land a glancing blow to his shoulder.
Rivers retaliated with a swift jab to my ribs that knocked the wind from my lungs. “I didn’t have to do anything, Grey. She came to me willingly. Eagerly, even.”
The implication in his words sent another wave of jealous rage through me. “You’re lying.”
“Am I?” Rivers smirked, his ice-blue eyes gleaming with Alpha satisfaction. “Why don’t you ask her yourself?
Oh wait, you can’t-because she’s in my bed now, not yours.”
With a roar of fury, I charged at him again. “What have you done to her?”
Rivers sidestepped my attack, his movements fluid and controlled despite wearing only a towel. His confidence was infuriating-the confidence of an Alpha who knew he’d won.
“We’re engaged to be mated, what else could we be doing?” he replied, his smirk widening as he watched my reaction to his words.
My wolf howled in anguish and rage, pushing me to attack once more. The thought of Olivia-my Olivia-in Rivers’ arms was more than I could bear.
(Ethan’s POV)
The sight of Connor Rivers standing in Olivia’s doorway wearing nothing but a towel sent waves of rage through my entire body. My wolf clawed beneath my skin, desperate to break free and tear into the rival Alpha. The love bites marking his muscled torso were like daggers to my heart-visible proof that Olivia had been intimate with him.
These weren’t ordinary marks. They were deep enough to remain visible even on an Alpha werewolf, whose healing abilities should have erased them within minutes. The only explanation was that they had been made with intense passion-the kind that comes from true mates.
My stomach twisted painfully at the thought. The scent of their lovemaking hung heavy in the air, an unmistakable mixture of Connor’s dominant Alpha musk and Olivia’s sweet fragrance.
“She’s mine,” I growled, my voice barely recognizable as my wolf pushed forward.
Connor’s smirk only fueled my rage. “Not anymore.”
The casual confidence in his voice, the way he leaned against the doorframe as if he belonged there-it was more than I could bear. With a snarl that ripped from deep in my chest, I lunged toward him, my fists clenched and my blue eyes flashing with the dangerous light of a challenged Alpha heir.
My wolf howled with jealous rage inside me, demanding blood, demanding retribution. How dare he touch what was mine? How dare he mark her and be marked by her?
Connor moved with supernatural speed, dodging my attack as if I were moving in slow motion. His fist connected with my jaw before I could react, the impact sending shockwaves of pain through my skull. Before I could recover, his foot slammed into my chest, sending me staggering backward into the hallway wall. The plaster cracked behind me from the force of the impact.
“What right do you have to challenge me?” Connor asked, his ice-blue eyes cold with disdain. “What right do you have to come here and disrupt Olivia’s life again?”
I pushed myself away from the wall, my wolf refusing to submit despite the pain. “I have every right. She was mine first.”
Connor’s laugh was devoid of humor. “I gave you a chance,” he said, his voice carrying the unmistakable authority of a true Alpha. “Three years ago, when Livvy went with you, I convinced myself that as long as she was happy, I would let you be together.”
His words hit me like physical blows, momentarily stunning me more effectively than his fist had.
“But what about you? How did you treat her?” Connor continued, advancing toward me with predatory grace. “You treated her like a replacement for Cassandra. You made her feel second-best every single day.” My wolf retreated slightly as the truth of his words penetrated my anger. Had I really done that to Olivia?
“I love her,” I insisted, though my voice lacked its earlier conviction.
“Love her?” Connor’s eyes were filled with disdain and mockery, as if he were looking at a stray omega. “Eve.. your wolf would howl with shame at your version of “love”
The accusation stung because part of me recognized its truth. My wolf whimpered in confusion, caught between defending its pride and acknowledging its failures.
“You don’t know anything about my feelings for her,” I said, desperately trying to regain my footing in this confrontation.
“I know you kept a photo of Cassandra in your wallet, Connor replied, his voice cutting. “I know you called Olivia by Cassandra’s name more than once. I know you compared them constantly.”
Each accusation landed like a physical blow. How did he know these things? Had Olivia told him everything?
“That’s not “I began, but Connor cut me off.
“Not what? Not true?” His lip curled in disgust. “Don’t insult her by lying now”
My wolf pushed forward again with renewed determination, refusing to be dismissed so easily. “I made mistakes,” I admitted, my voice rough with emotion. “But I love her. I’ve always loved her.”
Connor scoffed, the sound dripping with derision. “You loved the idea of her. You loved having someone who adored you unconditionally while you pined for someone else,”
Before I could respond, a new scent reached me-fresher, closer. Olivia’s scent, tinged with anger and something else… contentment?
She emerged from the bedroom wrapped in a silk robe, her honey-brown hair still damp from the shower. The sight of her stole my breath away, just as it always had. But the marks on her neck and the flush in her cheeks confirmed everything Connor had said about their intimacy
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