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My hand holding the steering wheel tightened. My heart felt a burst of bitterness.
According to Riverdale’s custom, the New Year’s Eve dinner was in the evening. But the Winters family’s lunch was also very sumptuous.
In addition to a few home-cooked dishes that I loved to eat, imported seafood was placed on the table.
Australian lobster, king crab, and Eastern Star grouper adorned the feast.
I took out a thick red envelope and handed it to Grace Winters. “Grace, Happy New Year. This is the lucky gift from your sister.”
Grace happily took it, her eyes sparkling with joy.
Richard gave gifts to both Grace and me. “One for a big daughter, one for a little daughter. Both have lucky gifts.”
I bent my eyes in a smile. “This big daughter also has lucky gifts.”
Richard said with a smile, “In Dad’s eyes, you will always be a child. As long as Dad is here, Livvy can receive lucky gifts every year.”
My eyes were wet with emotion. “Dad, when did you become so sentimental?” ouba crigh
Natalie Winters echoed with a smile, “Livvy, your dad is right.”
The meal was enjoyed harmoniously. The warmth of family surrounded me like a protective embrace.
After the meal, I led Grace to stroll and chat in the Winters estate gardens. The winter air was crisp and clean.
I looked up and saw the woman standing in the yard of the Rivers mansion next door. It was Layla Lawrence.
I froze in place.
Seeing her sister suddenly stop, Grace raised her head and blinked her bright eyes. “Sister, what’s wrong?”
I was stiff, pursing my lips and staring at Layla Lawrence in the Rivers family’s yard.
The woman also saw me. She waved and smiled very brightly.
This smile felt very dazzling to me.
I stood still, not responding to Layla’s greeting.
Just after Layla finished greeting, Connor Rivers walked out of the house. Layla turned her something to him, suddenly pointing over. d and said
Realizing what she was doing, my breath tightened.
In the next second, Connor turned his head and looked towards me.
Across the not too far distance, our eyes met in the air.
The January north wind in Riverdale carried bone-chilling coldness. It drilled into my collar and cuffs, and 1 felt a bone-deep chill all over my body.
Connor only briefly looked at me, then casually shifted his gaze away. He lowered his head and talked to
Layla
Not knowing what he said, they returned to the house together.
He brought Layla Lawrence home to formally meet the pack elders for the New Year. Was he going to announce their mating?
My heart ached with a pain I thought I had overcome.
It had been almost a month since I broke off my engagement with Connor. I thought I had moved on.
But the moment Layla appeared in the Rivers family’s yard, I knew that I had never truly let go.
(Third person’s POV)
In the Rivers family mansion, Eleanor Rivers sat on the living room sofa, looking through a stack of photos spread before her. Her amber eyes gleamed with satisfaction as she examined each potential mate for her grandson.
“Look at this one,” she muttered to herself, holding up a photograph. “The Shadow pack Alpha’s daughter has such refined temperament.”
She picked up another photo, studying it carefully. “And this delicate young she wolf from the Moonlight pack – Alpha’s second daughter, fresh graduate from Northern Territory University.”
Eleanor arranged the photos in neat rows on the coffee table. Each picture showed a beautiful young werewolf from prominent families across the territory.
“Such lovely girls, all from excellent bloodlines,” she continued her assessment. “Any one of them would make a perfect Luna for our pack.”
The elderly matriarch’s voice carried the authority of someone accustomed to arranging advantageous matches. Her fingers traced over each photograph with practiced evaluation.
Connor Rivers stood near the window, his ice-blue eyes distant and unfocused. He had just exchanged that brief glance with Olivia in the garden next door.
Her face had looked terrible, her lips bloodless. Was she still sick from her recent flu?
The concern gnawed at him, making it impossible to concentrate on his grandmother’s matchmaking schemes. His wolf paced restlessly, wanting to check on Olivia’s condition.
Eleanor looked up at Connor with a hopeful smile. “Connor, dear, come look at these lovely she-wolves. Which one do you prefer?”
Connor remained silent, his attention still fixed on the window. His mind replayed the moment their eyes had met across the garden.
Olivia had looked so pale, so fragile. The urge to go to her was almost overwhelming.
Eleanor’s voice rose sharply, her smile fading. “Connor! I’m talking to you. What are you spacing out about?” She gestured impatiently at the photographs. “I’ve spent considerable time selecting these candidates from the finest families.”
“During the New Year holiday, you and your mother Katherine should visit the Moonlight pack,” Eleanor continued. “Get to know Victoria properly. She’s a recent university graduate with excellent prospects.”
Connor’s eyes clouded with worry as he finally turned from the window. “I’m busy with pack bus.. Grandmother.”
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Eleanor frowned, displeasure evident in her expression. “Pack business can wait. This is more important.” She leaned forward, her tone becoming more insistent. “You need to make time during the holiday. Be obedient and visit the Moonlight pack with your mother.”
“We need to discuss a potential mating arrangement,” she added firmly. “The sooner the betters
Vanessa Reed, who had been quietly listening from her seat nearby, felt a pang of jealousy pierce through her chest. Having finally driven away Olivia Winters, was her grandmother so eager to set up her foster brother with someone else?
It had only been a few days since the engagement with the Winters family was called off. The timing seemed almost insulting.
Vanessa moved closer, feigning concern as she gently held Eleanor’s arm. “Grandmother, perhaps we should wait a little longer.”
Her voice carried false sweetness. “Pack gossips will spread if Connor is arranged to meet potential mates so soon after breaking off the engagement.”
“People might think our family is too eager,” she continued. “It could damage our reputation.”
Layla Lawrence chimed in from where she sat nearby, casually eating imported chocolates. “There are many she-wolves who want to mate with Connor.”
She waved a hand dismissively. “There’s no need for you to worry about finding him a suitable partner, Elder
Rivers.”
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