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Cassandra’s heart trembled violently. Her spine went numb as she realized she could no longer escape this confrontation.
Samuel Harrison’s face darkened as understanding dawned on him. The “friend” Maxwell had asked him to help smuggle abroad was actually Cassandra Evans.
“Maxwell,” Samuel’s voice carried barely controlled anger. “You didn’t tell me your friend was her.”
Maxwell belonged to the same social circle as Cassandra and Ethan Grey. He naturally knew about the feud between Cassandra and Olivia, but he was unaware of Samuel’s connection to Connor Rivers.
“What’s the problem?” Maxwell asked defensively. “She just needs passage abroad.”
Connor’s voice cut through the tension like ice. “Bring her over.”
His Alpha authority made the command impossible to ignore. The power radiating from him forced submission from every werewolf in the room.
Maxwell didn’t dare resist Connor’s order. He reluctantly dragged the unwilling Cassandra forward, though her resistance proved futile against his strength.
Standing before Connor, Cassandra didn’t even receive a direct glance from him. Instead, he turned to Samuel beside him, his voice ice-cold as he spoke just four words.
“Explain this to me.”
These brief words made Samuel break out in cold sweat. His scalp tingled as he realized he had inadvertently offended this powerful Alpha.
Everyone knew that Olivia Winters was Connor’s beloved mate. Helping her enemy escape justice would be seen as a direct insult to the Rivers pack.
Samuel desperately wanted to slap himself for his loose tongue. He cleared his throat nervously, panic evident in his voice.
“This is all a misunderstanding, Connor,” Samuel explained frantically. “Maxwell called asking for help to take a friend abroad. Since I was planning to travel internationally anyway, I agreed.”
He swore earnestly, “I had no idea the friend was Cassandra. I would never have agreed if I had known.”
Connor gave Samuel a light glance, his expression unreadable. The brief look seemed to pierce through Samuel’s soul, evaluating the truth of his words.
Samuel felt his heart racing under that penetrating gaze. He feared that Connor’s displeasure might ruin his upcoming business opportunities with Rivers Pack Holdings.
“Handle this situation,” Connor instructed Samuel with cold authority. “Cassandra cannot leave the territory. Her case with Olivia isn’t closed yet.”
Samuel nodded obsequiously with a flattering smile. “I’ll handle everything properly, Connor. Please don’t be angry.”
Throughout this entire exchange, Connor never spoke a single word directly to Cassandra. She remained invisible to him, beneath his notice.
That same day, Connor called Olivia to inform her about Cassandra’s attempted escape abroad. His voice warmed considerably when speaking to her.
“Cassandra tried to flee the territory tonight,” he reported. “I’ve ensured she won’t succeed.”
Olivia’s response was brief and professional. “Thank you for letting me know.”
She didn’t say much more before ending the call, leaving Connor wanting to hear her voice longer.
After hanging up, Connor raised his eyebrows thoughtfully. Cassandra had proven somewhat useful by giving him a legitimate reason to call Olivia.
He hadn’t spoken to her in several days and missed her terribly. Without this foolish move by Cassandra, he wouldn’t have heard Olivia’s voice today.
Samuel’s solution involved assigning people to monitor Cassandra twenty-four hours a day. She could still go anywhere she wanted within the territory, but international travel was forbidden.
The surveillance method was identical to what Olivia had already implemented upon learning of Cassandra’s escape attempt. Both had reached the same conclusion independently.
Meanwhile, Miranda Blackwood had been trying to see Connor for over a month since encountering him at Eleanor Rivers’ funeral. She attended every friend group gathering hoping for a chance encounter.
Each time she left disappointed as Connor never appeared at social events. She understood that he wouldn’t be in the mood for gatherings after losing his grandmother and father.
Initially, she sent him messages every few days expressing concern and support. But he never responded, so
” she eventually stopped trying.
Learning from mutual friends that Connor spent most of his time at work or at Silverridge Private Hospital where Olivia was recovering, she tried waiting there. But she never encountered him, as if he deliberately avoided her.
After a month of patient waiting, Miranda finally decided to visit the Rivers family estate directly. She needed to see him face-to-face.
At Moonstone Legal Partners, it was 6 PM and employees were leaving for the day. But Olivia stayed to work overtime as usual, reviewing several important cases.
When Adrian Sinclair knocked and entered her office, he shook his head with amusement. “You’re working relentlessly right after being discharged from the hospital.”
Olivia looked up from her case files with a slight smile. “Working until around 10 PM and then going home to shower and sleep isn’t really staying up late.”
Adrian leaned against her desk casually. “Sophie Turner wants to invite you to dinner with Grace Winters. Are you available?”
Olivia considered the invitation thoughtfully. Dr. Victoria Sterling had mentioned that Sophie’s companionship greatly helped Grace’s psychological treatment and recovery from her k********g trauma.
“I can meet tomorrow afternoon,” Olivia agreed warmly. “I’m grateful to Sophie for her friendship with Grace.”
(Olivia’s POV)
Adrian Sinclair had chosen an atmospheric Western restaurant with warm honey-colored walls and soft lighting from an ornate crystal chandelier adorned with moonstone accents. Vintage wolf pack oil paintings decorated the walls, depicting ancient pack hunts and ceremonial gatherings.
The gentle melodies of Moonlight Serenade classical piano collection flowed through the air as Adrian led Sophie Turner and me toward our reserved table. Grace Winters walked beside me, her small hand tucked trustingly in mine.
“This place has the best venison steaks in Harbor City,” Adrian said with a warm smile as we approached a prime window seat.
The moonstone-inlaid glass dining table gleamed under the chandelier’s glow. A centerpiece of night-blooming jasmine filled the air with its delicate fragrance.
Grace’s eyes widened with delight as she took in the elegant surroundings. “It’s so pretty, Olivia! Like a fairy tale restaurant.”
Sophie Turner giggled and nodded enthusiastically. “My mom brought me here once for my birthday. The chocolate cake is amazing!”
Adrian pulled out chairs for all of us with practiced courtesy. After settling the children comfortably, he handed me the leather-bound menu with its gold-embossed wolf crest.
“Order whatever you’d like,” he said. “This is my treat for helping Grace through her recovery.”
I looked up from the menu to thank him and froze. My breath caught in my throat as I met a pair of deep, dark eyes across the restaurant.
Connor Rivers stood not far away, his imposing figure unmistakable even in the dim lighting. Beside him stood a curvaceous woman with big wavy hair cascading over her shoulders.
My heart sank as I immediately recognized her. Miranda Blackwood. Í hadn’t seen her for years, not since she left for her studies abroad.
Rebecca’s words echoed in my mind about Miranda returning to the Northern Territory specifically to pursue Connor. The sight of them together made my chest tighten with an emotion I didn’t want to acknowledge.
I forced myself to look away calmly, focusing back on the menu in my hands. But the words blurred together as my mind raced.
Adrian noticed my sudden tension, and followed my gaze. His eyebrows rose slightly as he spotted the pair.
“What a coincidence, Alpha Rivers,” Adrian called out with meaningful eyes and a knowing smile. “Is this
Alpha Rivers’ mate?”
Connor’s face darkened immediately. His jaw clenched as he replied with ice-cold precision, “No.”
Miranda’s laugh tinkled like silver bells as she stepped closer to our table. “Oh, don’t be so formal! I’m
