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(Connor’s POV)
Frank hesitated internally as Olivia set the steaming bowl before him. His mind raced with uncertainty – was he worthy of eating noodles cooked personally by the Alpha’s mate?
He feared he might be dismissed from pack service for accepting such an honor. Only after I gave him a subtle nod of permission did Frank dare to sit down.
He took his first bite and his eyes widened. “This is absolutely delicious, Miss Winters. Thank you so much.”
His enthusiasm was genuine, and I could see Olivia’s pleased smile at the compliment.
When I offered my bowl to Olivia, suggesting she eat first since she hadn’t had breakfast, Rachel watched with a knowing smile.
“You should eat first,” Olivia insisted. “I’m not hungry yet.”
I savored the noodles, each bite bringing back memories. It had been so long since I’d tasted Olivia’s cooking
– it was still the same beloved flavor that made my wolf purr with contentment.
After the meal, Frank and I showered and changed into clean clothes before finally getting some rest.
Outside, the rescue team distributed disaster relief supplies and cleared roads blocked by mud, stones, and debris.
The village electricity was restored by noon, bringing life back to the small community.
I woke at 4 PM to bright sunshine streaming through the window. Looking down from the second floor, I saw
Olivia basking contentedly in the courtyard sun.
She looked so peaceful, so beautiful, reminding me adorably of a little wolf pup sunning itself on a rock. My chest tightened with affection.
Since returning from Harbor City, the relationship between Olivia and me had undergone subtle changes. She was no longer cold and occasionally sarcastic toward me.
(Olivia’s POV)
Though we hadn’t officially reconciled, there was an underlying romantic tension between us that even outsiders could detect.
That afternoon, Rebecca Frost visited me at Moonstone Legal Partners. She burst into my office with her characteristic energy.
“Olivia Winters!” she announced dramatically. “We need to talk.”
I looked up from my paperwork, amused by her theatrical entrance. “What’s gotten into you, Becky?”
Rebecca settled into the chair across from my desk, her eyes sparkling with mischief. “I’m here to interrogate you about your romantic exchanges with Connor Rivers.”
I nearly choked on my coffee. “My what?”
“Don’t play innocent with me,” Rebecca continued, leaning forward conspiratorially. “Your previously cold demeanor has transformed into bright, starry-eyed glances whenever his name comes up.”
I felt heat rise to my cheeks. “That’s ridiculous.”
Rebecca pressed on relentlessly. “What exactly happened between you two in that village? Did you finally give in to the mate bond?”
“Rebecca!” I protested, but she was undeterred.
“Come on, details! Did you two get intimate? The s****I tension between you is practically visible from space.” I deflected with humor, trying to regain my composure. “Isn’t this absurd? An enemy interrogating her rival?” Rebecca’s eyes lit up at my words. “Enemy-bestie!” she declared triumphantly.
I raised an eyebrow. “Enemy-bestie?”
“Yes! I want to be with Connor as the most important thing, but I also want to maintain our friendship as second priority.”
I couldn’t help but laugh. “So you want both?”
Rebecca proudly declared, puffing out her chest. “Exactly! I have every right to be domineering as a young Alpha heiress.”
(Olivia’s POV)
Rebecca and I were chatting and joking happily when a knock interrupted our conversation. Adrian Sinclair stepped into my office, his gentle demeanor enhanced by his gold-rimmed glasses.
“Olivia, are you free tonight?” he asked, his voice carrying that familiar warmth that had always made me feel comfortable around him.
I looked up from my desk, curious about his sudden visit. “What’s the occasion, Adrian?”
“Sophie Turner missed you and wanted to have dinner together,” he explained, adjusting his glasses slightly. “She specifically asked me to invite you.”
I paused, feeling a familiar weight settle in my chest. Adrian’s growing affection for me had become increasingly obvious over the past few weeks, especially after his help with Grace Winters’ k********g case.
His kindness during that terrifying ordeal had meant everything to me. But now I could see he was using Sophie as an excuse to spend time with me, blurring the lines of our professional friendship.
The memory of Connor Rivers’ comforting embrace flashed through my mind. The mate bond between us had been strengthening, and I could feel my wolf’s contentment whenever he was near.
I made my decision quickly. “I’m busy tonight, please apologize to Sophie for me.”
Adrian’s expression shifted, surprise flickering across his features. The silence stretched between us for a long moment before he simply replied, “Okay.”
After Adrian left, Rebecca’ looked at me with a knowing smirk. “Did you just turn Adrian down for Connor’s sake?”
I didn’t deny it. The truth was written all over my face.
Rebecca sighed, her expression growing conflicted. I could see her internal struggle – her feelings for Connor warring with her gratitude toward me for handling her legal case.
“I should go,” she said finally, gathering her things. looked at her meaningfully. “Drive safe, Becky.”
That night, I settled into my apartment for a video call with my best friends. Lily’s face appeared on my screen alongside Rebecca’s, but something was off.
Lily was uncharacteristically quiet during our usual pack sisters’ conversation. Her normally bright demeanor seemed dimmed.
“Lily, you’re awfully quiet tonight,” Rebecca observed, echoing my own thoughts.
Lily shifted uncomfortably on camera. “There’s something I need to tell you both.”
“What happened?” I asked, leaning closer to my screen.
“It’s about Vera Jones,” Lily said, her voice tight with emotion. “Do you guys know her?”
Rebecca nodded immediately. “Vera Jones, from the Jones family pack. I even ran into her a few days ago while shopping. What happened to her?”
Lily dropped her bombshell. “She likes Ethan Quinn.”
Both Rebecca and I stared at the screen in shock. Ethan Quinn was Connor’s close friend, and this revelation sent ripples through our tight-knit social circle.
“What?” Rebecca gasped.
“According to what she said, she’s been harboring feelings for Ethan for more than a year,” Lily continued, her voice growing bitter. “She was dating others just to make Ethan jealous.”
My heart sank for my friend. “Lily, what exactly happened?”
“She even wanted to bribe me with a designer bag to get closer to Ethan,” Lily sneered, her hurt evident. “Can you believe that? She thought she could buy my cooperation.”
