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“I’m so angry. They went too far!” Lily fumed, her protective instincts in overdrive.
Ethan tried to calm her down, but Lily turned on him with her wolf’s fury. “You get out too!”
Her voice echoed through the suite. “This is all your fault for inviting them in the first place!”
She blamed him for causing Olivia to be hurt even more deeply. The accusation hung heavy in the air.
Rebecca asked her brother to leave with Ethan. “Please, just go. We need to be alone with Olivia right now.” Her voice was firm but not unkind. “We’ll stay with her through this painful night.”
Outside the room, I pushed Layla’s hand away as soon as the door closed. My wolf recoiled from her touch now that we were away from Olivia’s sight.
The contact felt wrong, like betraying everything sacred about mate bonds. My skin crawled where she had touched me.
Layla shrugged, unconcerned by my rejection as she understood her role in our arrangement. “You’re quite the actor, Connor. Very convincing performance.”
Her professional detachment was both helpful and disturbing. She treated this like just another role.
At the elevator, she asked what I planned to do next. “Your former fiancée looked deeply hurt by our performance.”
There was no malice in her observation, just clinical assessment. “Are you satisfied with the results?”
I did not reply, my jaw tight and my fists clenched as my wolf raged against what we had just done. Olivia’s wounded expression haunted me.
The elevator doors opened with a soft chime. The sound felt unnaturally loud in the tense silence.
(Olivia’s POV)
Inside the suite, after the men left, the room fell silent except for the distant sounds of New Year’s celebrations. Both human and werewolf territories sparkled below us through the floor-to-ceiling windows.
The festive atmosphere outside felt like a mockery of my broken heart. My wolf Cora remained withdrawn, hiding deep within our shared consciousness.
Lily took out two bottles of moonberry wine from the suite’s premium collection. Her beta wolf still bristled with protective anger.
“Olivia, don’t be sad for that scumbag Alpha; he’s not worth it.”
She opened the first bottle with more force than necessary. “We’ll have a drink tonight, and you’re so beautiful and from such a prestigious bloodline, you’ll find another mate!”
Her words were meant to comfort, but they felt hollow. How could I explain that Conr to me? wasn’t just any Alpha
Lily declared that there was no shortage of worthy Alphas in our territory. “The Rivers pack heir thinks he’s so special, but there are plenty of better options!”
I sat on the sofa, my amber eyes filled with pain as my wolf remained withdrawn. I couldn’t find any comfort in my friends’ words.
The wine glasses clinked as Lily poured generous amounts. The deep red liquid looked like liquid garnets in the crystal.
After a few glasses of the potent moonberry wine, I felt dizzy. My werewolf metabolism struggled with the alcohol since it was my first time drinking anything stronger than ceremonial pack wine.
The room seemed to sway gently around me. Colors appeared more vivid, but my emotional pain remained sharp.
Lily showed me photos of handsome Alphas from our social circle on her phone. She suggested with forced cheer that she could introduce me to any of them.
“Look at this one – Alexander from the Northern Pack. He’s been asking about you for months!”
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Her enthusiasm felt desperate, like she was trying to convince herself as much as me. Each photo blurred together in my wine-hazed vision.
I managed only a faint smile, my heart too broken to consider anyone else. The thought of another Alpha’s touch made my wolf recoil further.
The three friends drank and chatted as the night wore on. The alcohol helped to numb some of the pain, creating a buffer between my consciousness and the raw agony.
Rebecca shared stories from our childhood, trying to distract me from the evening’s trauma. Her voice was gentle and soothing.
As midnight approached, the New Year’s countdown began echoing from the celebrations below. Voices from both territories joined in the traditional ritual.
“Nine, eight, seven…”
The three of us counted down together, our voices mixing with the distant sounds. The numbers felt significant, like marking the end of one life and the beginning of another.
“Three, two, one, Happy New Year!”
Fireworks bloomed in the night sky over Harbor City, reflecting off the windows of our high-rise suite. The explosions of color painted the darkness in brilliant hues.
The beauty was breathtaking, even through my pain. For a moment, wonder pierced through my heartbreak. 1 sat barefoot on the carpet, my honey-brown hair falling around my shoulders as I gazed at the fireworks with blurred amber eyes. My wolf finally stirred slightly at the beauty of the display.
The soft carpet felt grounding beneath me. The wine had loosened my carefully maintained composure. “A new year has begun. Connor, I should say goodbye to you too.”
My voice was barely a whisper, but my friends heard every word. The admission felt like releasing a breath I’d been holding.
“New Year, I hope you find happiness with your chosen mate. Goodbye, Connor…”
(Olivia’s POV)
The next day was New Year’s Day. I returned to the Winters Family Estate, still nursing a mild hangover from the moonberry wine. My head throbbed with each step, and my wolf Cora remained withdrawn deep within our shared consciousness.
Natalie Winters and Richard Winters were both home when I arrived. As soon as I entered through the front door, Natalie greeted me with a warm smile, her amber eyes genuinely welcoming.
“Livvy is back. Dinner will be served soon. Go wash your hands first.”
Her voice carried maternal warmth that I hadn’t expected. Despite our complicated relationship, she seemed genuinely pleased to see me.
Having woken up late from my hangover, Thad quickly showered at my apartment before returning to the Winters residence just in time for the New Year’s lunch. The hot water had helped clear some of the fog from my mind, but my heart still felt heavy.
Grace Winters excitedly ran over, embracing my legs and calling out “Sister!” with pure joy. Her innocent enthusiasm was like a ray of sunshine piercing through my emotional darkness.
I managed a genuine smile despite my emotional exhaustion. I handed Grace a thick red envelope from my bag, wishing her a happy New Year.
The little girl sweetly smiled, took the envelope, and kissed me on the cheek with innocent affection. Her simple gesture of love made my chest tighten with unexpected emotion.
Richard then handed me an elegant gift bag, his weathered face showing paternal care. “This is a New Year’s gift for you.”
Inside, I found a set of keys and a property ownership certificate. My amber eyes widened in surprise as I examined the documents.
Richard explained that it was a luxury apartment close to Moonlaw Legal Services for my convenience. “Natalie personally selected a car for you, which is waiting in the garage.”
My heart warmed despite my recent heartbreak. I sincerely thanked both Richard and Natalie, accepting their thoughtful gifts with genuine gratitude,
“Thank you both. This means more than you know.”
After the family meal, I idly scrolled through my phone while sitting in the living room. The familiar routine felt comforting after the chaos of recent events.
I noticed a new contact request notification. My heart tightened involuntarily, a foolish hope rising that it might be Connor Rivers reaching out.
Bitter disappointment washed over me when I realized it was from Ethan Grey. My wolf recoiled at seeing his name, memories of his betrayal flooding back.
Ethan, having been blocked and deleted from my contacts, had created a new account to contact me. His
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