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My phone rang just as I was reviewing security reports in my study. Miles Bennett’s name flashed on the screen.
“Connor, how are things with you and Olivia?” Miles asked without preamble.
His tone carried an unusual seriousness that immediately put me on alert. Miles was typically lighthearted, so this change concerned me.
“Why are you asking?” I replied carefully, setting down the documents.
“I’m sure you know that Adrian’s parents have been in Blackmoor Territory all these years, and his family in the Northern Territory only includes his maternal grandparents and his aunt Emma Turner, who is Gabriel Andrews’ sister-in-law.”
Miles continued with evident concern in his voice. “You know so much about Adrian’s family?”
The revelation about Olivia and Adrian prompted something cold to settle in my chest. I ended the call abruptly, my wolf pacing restlessly beneath my skin.
Overwhelmed by a sense of loss and urgency, my Alpha’s possessive instincts flared. I needed to secure my claim on Olivia before it was too late.
Miles called back immediately. “Connor, don’t hang up on me. I’m going to tell you now.”
His tone changed to something deadly serious. “But you have to be mentally prepared, this is bad news for you.”
I remained silent, my ice-blue eyes darkening with barely controlled emotion. My wolf was demanding action. demanding answers.
Miles no longer laughed, his voice carrying weight. “I had dinner with a client in a restaurant tonight. As soon as I walked out of the private room, I saw your Olivia and Adrian Sinclair corning out of another private room together.”
My jaw clenched as territorial instincts surged through me like wildfire. The thought of another male near my mate made my wolf snarl with possessive fury.
“They were with Adrian’s family,” Miles continued relentlessly. “His grandparents, his aunt Emma, her husband, and their daughter. It looked like a family meeting.”
The implications hit me like a physical blow. Meeting the family meant serious intentions, potential mating discussions.
“Connor, are you still there?” Miles asked when I didn’t respond.
“I’m here,” I growled, my voice rough with barely contained emotion.
(Olivia’s POV)
As I arrived at the Winters Family Estate, the familiar sight of the grand mansion brought a sense of peace. The white stone gleamed under the evening lights.
I found Richard Winters waiting for me in the main hall. His white hair gleamed in the lamplight, and guilt was evident in his amber eyes.
“Livvy, I’m sorry about what happened when you were taken,” he said quietly.
His voice carried the weight of a father’s regret. The k********g incident in Blackmoor Territory had shaken him more than he’d initially shown.
“Grace is already asleep,” he continued, gesturing toward the stairs. “But I wanted to speak with you.”
Richard then offered something unexpected. “I want to transfer some shares of Silverridge Holdings to you. It’s your rightful place in the family business.”
I accepted his offer, recognizing it as both an apology and a gesture of trust. The shares represented more than money – they were acknowledgment of my place in the family.
“What about the law firm recently? Is it going well?” Richard asked, settling into his favorite armchair. The father and daughter conversation felt natural for the first time in years. After experiencing so many traumatic events, we no longer had the tension and conflict that once defined our relationship.
“It’s very good,” I replied with genuine warmth, taking the seat across from him.
Richard looked pleased, his expression kind as he studied my face. “Livvy has grown up.”
His voice carried the pride of an Alpha father watching his daughter come into her own strength. The approval in his eyes meant more than I’d expected.
“Do you still reject joining the family business?” Richard asked carefully. “The shares I’m offering are bot inheritance and recognition of your capabilities.”
I considered his words, feeling the shift in our relationship. “I didn’t understand before, but now I just want our family to be harmonious.”
I looked up at my father with amber eyes that reflected years of pain finally healing. The anger and resentment that had driven us apart seemed insignificant now.
Richard’s eyes actually filled with tears, and he murmured softly, “Our family is harmonious.”
(Olivia’s POV)
I returned to my apartment and noticed a message from Adrian Sinclair that had been sent half an hour ago, The notification glowed softly on my phone screen.
“Did you arrive home safely? May I call you?” the text read.
I quickly typed back confirming my arrival and agreeing to the call. Within moments, my phone rang with
Adrian’s familiar number.
“Olivia, I hope I’m not calling too late,” Adrian’s voice came through, carrying a note of concern.
“Not at all. Is everything alright?”
Adrian’s tone shifted to apologetic. “I wanted to apologize for tonight. My aunt Emma invited so many people to dinner without warning me properly.”
I settled into my apartment’s comfortable armchair, curious about his explanation.
“She only told me she was inviting you to thank you for helping find Sophie,” Adrian continued. “She said she invited me to avoid you feeling awkward since we’re law firm partners.”
His voice carried genuine embarrassment. “I had no idea my grandparents from the Sinclair pack would attend.”
“It’s perfectly fine,” I assured him warmly. “I wasn’t intimidated by the social situation.”
Adrian’s relief was audible through the phone. “Thank you for being so understanding.”
There was a pause before he spoke again, his voice more hesitant. “I should mention something else about my aunt Emma.”
“What is it?”
“She’s been trying to arrange a mate for me,” Adrian admitted with obvious discomfort. “After meeting you tonight, she seems to have misunderstood our professional relationship.”
My eyebrows rose in surprise. “Misunderstood how?”
“She thinks there might be something romantic between us, despite my explanations to the contrary.”
The realization hit me like a cold wave. Emma Turner had intended to set us up as potential mates during what I thought was simply a grateful dinner.
I laughed, though the sound felt forced. “I see. Well, that explains the romantic atmosphere at dinner.”
“I’m sorry about the confusion,” Adrian said quickly. “I tried to clarify our business partnership, but she seemed determined to see more!”
“Don’t worry about it,” I replied, trying to keep my tone light. “I’m too busy establishing the new law firm to think about romance or mating bonds anyway.”
The words came out more dismissive than I intended. I heard Adrian’s sharp intake of breath on the other
.
(Adrian’s POV)
Her response hit me like a physical blow. My wolf retreated deeper within me, wounded by the casual dismissal.
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