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Thomas Wilson’s face fell slightly, embarrassment coloring his features. “Oh, I see. My daughter would have been thrilled if I could get an autograph.”
The memory of my colleagues’ hurtful comment echoed in my mind. No one else is worthy of the Rivers heir except her.
I offered a stiff apology, my professional training overriding my personal pain. “I’m sorry I can’t help with that.” Thomas Wilson quickly sensed the tension and changed the subject. “Well, let’s focus on our upcoming work in Southmere Territory instead.”
“Yes, of course,” I agreed with practiced composure.
The rest of the flight passed in uncomfortable silence. I stared out the small window, watching clouds drift by like my shattered dreams.
As the plane landed in Southmere Territory, I passed by first class again during disembarkation. My eyes quickly glanced at Connor’s seat, finding it empty.
The lingering traces of his familjar scent still hung in the air. My wolf sensed it immediately, causing my chest to tighten with longing.
I couldn’t describe the complex feelings washing over me. Relief that I wouldn’t have to see him again, mixed with inexplicable disappointment.
Arriving at the hotel at 10 PM, I went through the motions of checking in. The lobby was elegant bet fun and unwelcoming.
After showering, I scrolled through Howlr on my phone. The trending topics made my heart sink further into. despair.
Layla Lawrence was in Southmere Territory for an entertainment gala. Which meant Connor was likely here to accompany her to the eve
The thought made my chest tighten with a familiar ache. My wolf paced restlessly within me, unable to settle.
I tossed and turned in the hotel bed, unable to find peace. Every time I closed my eyes, I saw Connor’s ice-blue gaze meeting mine on the plane.
The digital clock glowed mockingly in the darkness. 11 PM became midnight, then 1 AM.
Unable to sleep, I grabbed my phone and ordered melatonin online for emergency delivery. The hotel concierge service was surprisingly effici
At 2 AM, I finally took one of the sleep aids. I set my alarm for 8 AM, knowing I had important work the next day.
My wolf finally settled into an uneasy rest as the medication took effect.
Waking up with dark circles under my amber e stared at my reflection in the bathroom mirror. The exhaustion was written clearly across my face.
I carefully applied concealer and foundation, hiding the evidence of my sleepless night. Professional appearances mattered, especially when meeting new clients.
At Southmere Royal Golf Course, the morning air was crisp and clean. Thomas Wilson seemed energized by the business opportunity ahead.
“Mr. Harrison, this is our law firm’s lawyer, Olivia Winters,” Thomas Wilson said with enthusiasm. “Miss Winters, this is the president of Apex Industries/
Harrison was a portly, forty-something Alpha with an immediately unsettling presence. His eyes lingered on me longer than appropriate.
“Miss Winters, you’re even more beautiful than Director Wilson described,” Harrison said with a leering smile. My wolf instinctively bristled at his forward behavior. I maintained my professional demeanor despite my discomfort.
Harrison reached into his golf bag and pulled out an ornate book. “I’ve brought copies of my poetry collection for you both.”
I took the collection reluctantly, noting its expensive appearance. The cover was gold-plated with elaborat decorations.
A coppery smell hit my enhanced werewolf senses from the metallic binding. The scent was overwhelming and artificial.
I flipped through the pages, reading snippets of the prose inside. The writing was pretentious and self-aggrandizing, making me cringe internally.
“What do you think of my literary work?” Harrison asked expectantly.
I forced a polite smile, my professional training overriding my wolf’s desire to flee. “It’s very… impressive, Mr. Harrison.”
Harrison laughed loudly at my forced praise, clearly pleased with himself. His ego seemed to inflate with each compliment.
Just as he was basking in the attention, his expression suddenly changed. He spotted a group approaching across the golf course.
His entire demeanor shifted from arrogant Alpha to servile submission. The transformation was startling to witness.
“Alpha Connor, you’re here to play golf too?” Harrison asked with obvious nervousness.
Connor Rivers’ familiar voice came from behind me, sending shivers down my spine. “President Harrison, good mood, what’s so happy?”
My back stiffened as my wolf recognized her ex-mate-to-be’s scent. The pine and winter air fragrance was unmistakable and intoxicating.
My carefully maintained composure threatened to c***k completely. Every instinct screamed at me to turn around and face him.
But I remained frozen in place, unable to move or speak. The weight of his presence pressed down on me like a physical force.
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(Third person’s POV)
Harrison was respectful, and his tone was completely devoid of the arrogance he had just displayed toward Olivia. “I was just chatting with this lawyer about our hobbies, and I got a little excited.”
Olivia Winters tightened her hands at her sides, her wolf instinctively recognizing the shift in power dynamics. She looked up, met Connor Rivers’ ice-blue gaze, and called out politely and distantly, “Alpha
Connor,”
Thomas Wilson was not often at the law firm, nor did he follow entertainment news or werewolf pack politics closely. Although he recognized Layla Lawrence’s face from recent scandals, he didn’t know that the actress was recently making headlines with Connor Rivers.
He didn’t even know that the Alpha standing before him was Olivia’s former fiancé. Thomas usually didn’t have access to people of Connor’s status, but he was very observant.
Seeing that the president of Apex Industries was respectful to this young man, his human instincts immediately understood that the werewolf with the noble bearing must have extraordinary status within the supernatural community. He also greeted him respectfully: “Hello, Alpha Connor.”
Connor’s gaze landed on Olivia Winters, his wolf stirring restlessly at her proximity. She was wearing makeup today, and her high ponytail and sportswear made her look like a college student, beautiful and energetic, so captivating that his chest tightened.
No wonder the lecherous Alpha had been staring at her with such obvious interest. Connor’s eyes narrowed slightly as he looked down and saw Olivia’s slender, fair legs under her short skirt:
Seeing her dressed so beautifully and staying with two older men, Connor suddenly felt a burst of possessive irritability in his heart, his wolf pushing forward protectively. He almost couldn’t help but take off his coat and tie it around Olivia’s waist, then drive away the two men beside her with a show of Alpha dominance. Connor suppressed the territorial anger and displeasure in his heart, his eyes remaining cool, and he gave a noncommittal “hmm” without expression, which was considered a response. “You talk,” Connor said curtly and walked away, his wolf pacing restlessly as he forced himself to maintain distance.
He had come to the golf course today to accompany a friend who had just returned from Blackmoor Territory. His friend’s name was Derek, and he had been instrumental in helping him secure the Frederick Warner situation in the Western Territory so quickly.
After walking away, Derek, who had been following Connor and hadn’t said a word, immediately changed into an expression of discovering a new world and said, “Connor, if I’m not mistaken, wasn’t that your fiancée just now? Why did your reactions look like you weren’t familiar with each other?”
Derek had immigrated to Blackmoor Territory more than ten years ago. He didn’t know Olivia personally, but a few years ago, he had seen a photo of Olivia in Connor’s overseas business office.
At that time, Connor had mentioned that the person in the photo was the woman he intended to mate with. Later, Derek had made a special trip back to attend Connor and Olivia’s engagement ceremony.
Seeing that Connor’s Intended mate was the woman he had been devoted to for years, he had congratulate. him on finally achieving his goal. “We broke up,” Connor said flatly.
“What?” Derek was shocked, “Why did you suddenly break up when everything seemed perfect? Didn’t you wait years to finally have her agree to the arrangement?”
A caddie handed Connor his custom golf club set. Connor took it, swung the club with practiced Alpha precision and hit a ball cleanly, “I didn’t want her to be implicated. She almost lost her life because of the threats against me.”
Derek understood immediately. During the engagement ceremony, Olivia’s young cousin had been kidnapped, and Connor was seriously injured by silver weapons.
The engagement ceremony had to be canceled. Later, he also learned that it was all planned by the Rivers family’s former foster daughter Vanessa, and Frederick Warner was the one who helped her behind the scenes.
From then on, Frederick had begun his campaign of revenge against the Rivers pack. Derek asked, “Did Frederick attack her again later?”
Connor’s eyes turned cold, his wolf growling internally, and he told Derek about Frederick sending mercenaries to hunt him and Olivia, as well as Richard Winters being pushed down the stairs by hired thugs. Derek’s expression darkened, “He actually used military-grade weapons against pack members? This is Northern Territory-how dare that rogue Frederick operate so boldly here!”
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