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“Do you have an appointment?”
“No, but please tell her Cassandra Evans is here. It’s important.”
While waiting, I pulled out my phone and composed a message to Margaret Grey. Ethan’s mother needed to know about her future grandchild immediately.
I attached a photo of the pregnancy test results and typed: “Mrs. Grey, I have wonderful news to share. I’m carrying Ethan’s pup, but he’s asked me to terminate the pregnancy. I thought you should know.”
The response came within minutes. Margaret Grey’s number appeared on my screen, and I answered immediately.
“Cassandra, dear, is this true?” Margaret’s voice was breathless with excitement.
“Yes, Mrs. Grey. I’m pregnant with Ethan’s pup,” I confirmed, allowing my voice to tremble with vulnerability.
“And he wants you to terminate?” Margaret’s tone turned icy with maternal fury.
“He said now isn’t the right time for him to sire an heir,” I explained, letting tears color my words. “But I want to keep the pup.”
“Of course you do,” Margaret said warmly. “This is wonderful news, Cassandra. A grandson to continue the Grey bloodline.”
“You’re not disappointed?” I asked, feigning uncertainty.
“Disappointed? I’m thrilled,” Margaret assured me. “Ethan will listen to his mother’s guidance. I’ll arrange a proper meeting between our families.”
“Thank you, Mrs. Grey. Your support means everything to me.”
“Don’t worry, dear. Everything will work out perfectly. I’ll handle Ethan.”
I ended the call with satisfaction, a smile playing at my lips. Margaret Grey was exactly the ally I needed to secure my position in the Grey pack.
(Olivia’s POV)
I returned to Moonstone Legal Partners after a client meeting to find Cassandra Evans waiting in the reception area. Her presence immediately put me on guard.
“Cassandra,” I said coolly, approaching with measured steps. “What brings you here?”
She stood gracefully, her green-gold eyes bright with barely contained excitement. “Olivia, I wanted to share some wonderful news with you personally.”
“Oh?” I kept my expression neutral, though my wolf bristled with suspicion.
Cassandra reached into her purse and pulled out a familiar manila envelope. “I’m pregnant with Ethan’s pup.”
She handed me the pregnancy test results with a triumphant smile. “We’re planning to complete our mating bond soon.”
I glanced at the test results with complete indifference. “Congratulations.”
My lack of reaction clearly frustrated her. “Aren’t you going to say anything else?”
“What would you like me to say?” I asked, handing the papers back to her.
“I thought you might be jealous,” Cassandra said, her voice carrying a hint of disappointment. “After all, you and Ethan have history.”
I laughed, the sound genuinely amused. “Jealous? Cassandra, have you forgotten about your upcoming court date?”
Her confident expression faltered slightly. “What court date?”
“The defamation case,” I reminded her with a cold smile. “For your online harassment campaign against pack members.”
Cassandra waved dismissively. “That’s nothing. I’m pregnant now, and Ethan will use his pack influence to resolve any legal troubles.”
“Will he?” I asked, my amber eyes glinting with knowledge she didn’t possess.
“Of course he will,” Cassandra insisted, though uncertainty crept into her voice. “He’s the Grey pack heir.”
I leaned back in my chair, studying her with pity. “Cassandra, you’re living in a fantasy.”
“What do you mean?”
“Ethan is facing his own serious problems within the pack hierarchy,” I explained calmly. “His business empire is crumbling, investors are fleeing, and his Alpha status is in question.”
Cassandra’s face flushed with anger. “You’re just jealous and unable to accept reality.”
“I can’t help but feel sorry for you,” I said with genuine pity. “You’re still living in a dream.”
“What are you talking about?” Cassandra demanded, her composure finally cracking.
I smiled coldly, savoring the moment of revelation. “Now that Malcolm Wilson and Vanessa Reed are imprisoned, and Frederick Warner’s supporters in Blackmoor Territory are about to fall, no one can save him now.”
(Cassandra’s POV)
I left Moonstone Legal Partners with Olivia’s words echoing in my mind like a persistent drumbeat. Her cold confidence had planted a seed of doubt that I couldn’t shake.
“Ethan is facing his own serious problems within the pack hierarchy,” she had said. “His business empire is crumbling.”
I pulled out my phone as I walked to my car, scrolling through my contacts. If Olivia was telling the truth, I needed to know immediately.
My first call was to Miranda Blackwood, whose family had extensive business connections throughout Harbor City’s werewolf community.
“Miranda, it’s Cassandra. I need to ask you something about the Grey pack’s business situation.”
“Oh, Cassandra,” Miranda’s voice carried a note of sympathy. “I was wondering when someone would tell you. Silverridge Holdings has been hemorrhaging money for months.”
My stomach dropped. “What do you mean?”
“The largest shareholder pulled out completely last week,” Miranda explained. “They liquidated everything and transferred their holdings back to Ethan. The company is technically his again, but it’s practically worthless now.”
I gripped the phone tighter. “How bad is it?”
“Bad enough that my father’s investment firm won’t touch anything Grey pack related,” Miranda said bluntly. ” Word is spreading that they’re on the verge of bankruptcy.”
I ended the call with trembling hands. My second call was to Victoria Sterling, whose family owned several luxury hotels in Harbor City.
“Victoria, have you heard anything about Ethan Grey’s business troubles?”
“Cassandra, where have you been?” Victoria’s voice was incredulous. “Everyone’s talking about it. The Morrison Group withdrew their investment yesterday. Blackwood Corporation followed suit this morning.”
My wolf whimpered with growing anxiety. “Is it really that serious?”
“Serious enough that my mother cancelled our partnership with them,” Victoria confirmed. “She said. investing with the Grey pack right now would be financial suicide.”
I hung up and sat in my car, staring at the pregnancy test results on my passenger seat. The reality of my situation was becoming clearer with each conversation.
If Ethan’s pack was truly facing financial ruin, what kind of future could I expect? What kind of life would my pup have?
I thought about Ethan’s recent behavior – the dark circles under his eyes, his constant exhaustion, the way his alpha wolf seemed perpetually on edge. It all made sense now.
The stress of watching his empire crumble was destroying him from the inside out.
