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After 1 hung up, I sat by the window of Moonlight Haven. Tears streamed down my face endlessly.
Cora howled silently in grief, her pain echoing through my very soul.
A few minutes later, Connor called back. Thinking he would explain, I eagerly answered.
Connor feigned calmness, his voice carefully neutral. “Miss Lawrence said you called and needed me.” The name “Layla Lawrence” was like a fresh silver wound to my heart. I asked in a choked voice, Cora whimpering within me.
“You and her…” I could not bring herself to ask. Tears welled up, blurring my vision completely.
“Yes.” Connor’s voice was cold, distant. A stark contrast to the warmth he usually reserved for me. “Olivia Winters, we severed our pre-mating bond. Who I’m with now is none of your concern.”
I gasped for air. The world tilted around me, spinning out of control.
I asked, my voice trembling like autumn leaves. “You’re lying to me, right? Con, I don’t believe you’d be with someone else right after severing our bond.”
My words tumbled out desperately. “Tell me the truth, is it because of Frederick Warner? Your heart hasn’t changed, right? You’re doing this just to protect me…”
Connor closed his eyes, taking a deep, steadying breath. His wolf Adam fought against the deception. His tone remained indifferent, sharp as ice. “Don’t flatter yourself, Olivia Winters.”
With that, he hung up the phone.
(Olivia’s POV)
The phone call came to an abrupt end. Don’t flatter yourself. This sentence, like a curse, echoed repeatedly in my mind. I felt utterly desolate, the tenderness and sweetness that Connor Rivers had once cultivated were now fading away bit by bit.
I stood blankly at the window of Moonlight Haven, watching the heavy snow fall. The fierce north wind howled and shook the branches of the trees.
My wolf Cora whimpered softly within me, her pain mirroring my own. The world outside seemed as cold and barren as my heart.
My phone began to ring incessantly, jolting me from my numb state. I glanced at the screen and saw Richard Winters’ name flashing.
With trembling fingers, I answered. “Father?”
“Livvy,” Richard’s voice was gentle but strained. “I need to tell you something important.”
I pressed the phone closer to my ear, my amber eyes still fixed on the falling snow outside.
“The Rivers family came to the hospital today,” he continued. “Elder Rivers, William, Katherine, and Connor. They formally called off the arranged mating alliance.”
The words hit me like another blow, even though I had expected them. My heart felt numb with pain.
“I see,” I whispered, my voice barely audible.
Richard hesitated on the other end. “Livvy, have you seen the news about Connor’s scandal with that female celebrity? Layla Lawrence?”
I remained silent, unable to form words. Cora whimpered softly in my mind, her distress echoing through my very soul.
“Livvy? Are you there?”
“Yes,” I managed to say, my voice hollow.
Richard’s tone grew firmer, more protective. “I’m holding a press conference tomorrow. I’ll publicly declare the end of the mating arrangement and place the blame squarely on the Rivers pack.”
He paused, his voice softening with paternal concern. “You bear no fault in this, my daughter. I’ll find you a better Alpha match from another prestigious pack.”
I continued to respond vaguely, my mind preoccupied with Connor’s abrupt decision. Had his eagerness to break things off been driven by a desire to legitimize his relationship with Layla Lawrence?
The thought sent fresh waves of pain through my chest. Cora curled up within me, seeking comfort that didn’t exist.
“After the press conference, I’ll send a car to bring you home,” Richard said, his voice filled with hope. “With the formal severing of ties, Frederick Warner should no longer target our pack.”
“Alright, Father,” I replied mechanically.
“Get some rest, Livvy. Everything will be better soon.”
The call ended, leaving me alone with my shattered thoughts. I sank onto the bed, pulling my knees to my chest.
The snow continued to fall outside, each flake like another piece of my broken heart drifting away.
(Ethan’s POV)
In a dimly lit private room at the Moonlight Club, I sat alone on a sofa, shrouded in shadow. The revelry around me felt distant and meaningless.
Since Olivia disappeared from my life, I had sunk into a state of disrepair. Alcohol had become my constant companion, numbing the ache that gnawed at my chest.
My Grey pack responsibilities lay abandoned. My wolf Noah paced restlessly within me, as lost as I was. One night, in a drunken stupor, I thought I saw her. Olivia returned to me, smiling softly and comforting me with her gentle voice.
“Ethan,” she whispered, her amber eyes filled with warmth. “I’m here.”
I reached for her desperately. “Livvy, please come back to me. I can’t do this without you.”
The next morning, harsh sunlight pierced through the curtains. I woke up to find Cassandra Evans beside me, her green-gold eyes watching me with a mixture of hope and desperation.
Rage exploded through me. “What are you doing here?”
Cassandra flinched but didn’t move away. Tears began streaming down her face.
“Ethan, I can be her,” she said, her voice breaking. “I can become a substitute for Olivia. I’ll imitate her style, her mannerisms, anything you want.”
Her words were pathetic, desperate. “If it means staying by your side, I’ll do anything.”
I stared at her, my wolf Noah stirring restlessly. The pain in my chest was unbearable, and Cassandra’s offer seemed like the only way to fill the void.
After a long moment, I nodded slowly. “Fine.”
Cassandra’s face lit up with relief and gratitude. But even as I accepted her presence, I knew the truth.
A substitute could never truly replace Olivia. My thoughts constantly drifted back to her honey-brown hair, her luminous amber eyes, her gentle smile
Noah rejected Cassandra’s presence despite my human mind’s attempts to accept her. Every touch, every word felt wrong.
I was drowning in my own misery when someone at the club mentioned a trending topic on Howlr. The conversation buzzed around me, but I paid little attention.
“Did you see the news about Connor Rivers and Layla Lawrence?” someone said.
Initially, I ignored the chatter. But then Connor’s name registered in my alcohol-fogged mind.
I straightened up, my ice-blue eyes sharpening. “What about Connor Rivers?”
Sophie Parker, who had been gossiping with her friends, turned to me with excitement. “Oh, Ethan! Connor Rivers is rumored to be dating Layla Lawrence. She’s that top-tier celebrity from the Lawrence pack.”
My wolf Noah perked up, sensing something important. “What exactly is happening?”
“They were photographed together at the Moonlight Lodge,” Sophie continued, her eyes gleaming with gossip. “The photos are all over Howlr. They look very intimate.”
Sophie suddenly turned to me with a sly smile. “Since you’re close to Olivia, do you know if she and Connor have broken up?”
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