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Connor asked: “What’s your preference?”
“I…” I paused, then admitted: “I already promised her.”
“Very well, then I’ll accompany you,” Connor replied without hesitation.
I raised my amber eyes to meet his: “Aren’t you angry?”
“What reason would I have to be angry?” Connor’s expression was filled with tenderness.
I bit my lip, almost afraid to meet his intense gaze: “I know how she feels about you, and I still promised to bring you to her birthday party. Don’t you feel like I don’t care about our mate bond?”
“Do you care about me?” Connor asked, his voice dropping to that low, magnetic tone that made my wolf
“Of course I care,” I responded immediately. purr.
“Then that’s sufficient,” Connor’s voice was soft and reassuring: “As long as you care about me, that’s all that matters. I’ll go if you want me to, and I won’t go if you prefer I don’t.”
“Let’s still attend – I’ve already given her my word.”
“Agreed,” Connor said gently: “Then we’ll go, and let everyone see just how devoted we are to each other.”
I thought to myself: It’s not exactly meant to be a public display of our mate bond.
(Olivia’s POV)
The next afternoon, my phone buzzed with an incoming call. When I saw the caller ID displaying “Richard Winters,” my heart skipped a beat.
My father had been strongly opposed to my relationship with Connor Rivers. The fact that Connor and I had reconciled and strengthened our mate bond remained our carefully guarded secret.
My hands trembled slightly as I stared at the screen. Would my father somehow discover that Connor and I had gotten back together? Was he calling to confront me about it?
My heart hammered against my ribs as I finally answered. “Hello, Father.”
“Olivia,” Richard’s voice came through clearly, but it carried none of the stern disapproval I had been expecting. Instead, his tone was surprisingly cordial.
“I’m calling to invite you to a business gathering this evening at Moonrise Grand Restaurant. There will be several prominent pack leaders attending who could become valuable clients for your law practice.”
Relief flooded through me like a cool breeze. He wasn’t calling about Connor at all.
“That sounds wonderful, Father. I’d be honored to attend.”
“Excellent. The gathering begins at seven o’clock. I’ll introduce you to some of my business partners who might need legal services.”
“Thank you for thinking of me. I’ll be there.”
After ending the call, I exhaled deeply. My wolf, Cora, had been tense throughout the conversation, but now she settled peacefully in my mind.
That evening, I arrived at Moonrise Grand Restaurant wearing my Midnight Elegance Strapless Evening
Gown. The conservative black dress covered everything except my shoulders and arms, perfect for a formal werewolf business gathering.
The restaurant’s private dining hall buzzed with conversation as Harbor City’s werewolf elite mingled over glasses of red wine and moonlight wine.
Richard approached me with his characteristic Alpha presence. Despite the grief that had turned his hair completely white, he still commanded respect from every werewolf in the room.
“Olivia, come meet some potential clients.”
He led me to a group of distinguished older werewolves. “Gentlemen, this is my daughter, Olivia Winters. She’s established her own law practice specializing in supernatural legal matters.”
The introductions went smoothly. Within an hour, I had secured three lucrative contracts for Moonstone Legal Partners. My business cards disappeared quickly into expensive suit pockets.
“You’ve done well tonight,” Richard said approvingly. “Now, there’s someone else I’d like you to meet.”
He guided me across the room toward a young man standing near the floor-to-ceiling windows. The werewolf appeared to be around my age, with an athletic build and confident posture that marked him as an Alpha.
“Olivia, I’d like you to meet Tyler Davis.”
Recognition flashed through me immediately. This was the same Tyler who owned the upscale restaurant where I had dined with Rebecca and Lily just weeks ago.
Tyler’s face lit up with a charming smile. “Ms. Winters, restaurant.”
“Yes, I remember,” I replied politely. at a pleasant surprise. We met briefly at my
Richard nodded with satisfaction. “Tyler is the second son of Alpha Davis. He recently returned from Alpine Territory where he completed his business education. He’s now serving as general manager of his family’s pack enterprises.”
The way my father spoke made his intentions crystal clear. This wasn’t just a business introduction – this was a potential mating arrangement.
My demeanor immediately turned cold. My amber eyes hardened as I looked between Tyler and my father. Richard seemed oblivious to my change in mood. “You two have already met, which makes things easier. I’ll leave you to discuss business matters while I speak with the other pack leaders.”
He walked away before I could protest, leaving Tyler and me alone by the windows.
Tyler must have sensed my discomfort because he quickly raised his hands in a peaceful gesture.
“Ms. Winters, please don’t look so alarmed. I understand your situation with Connor Rivers.”
My eyes widened in surprise. “You know about that?”
“It’s not exactly a secret among the younger generation of werewolf society,” Tyler said quietly. “Your mate bond is quite obvious to those who know what to look for.”
I remained silent, waiting for him to continue.
“I want you to know that I have no intention of interfering in your relationship or challenging your existing mate bond. My pack may have matchmaking intentions, but I respect the sacred nature of true mate bonds.”
His sincerity caught me off guard. “Then why are you here talking to me?”
“Because I was hoping we could connect as business associates instead,” Tyler explained. “My restaurant needs legal counsel for various matters – contracts, licensing, employment issues. I’d like to hire your firm.”
The tension in my shoulders began to ease. “That would be a professional arrangement I could consider.”
We exchanged contact information through our pack communication devices. Tyler’s business card was elegantly designed, reflecting his sophisticated taste.
“There’s actually something else I wanted to ask you about,” Tyler said, his confidence wavering slightly.
“What’s that?”
“Rebecca Frost. Is she currently seeing anyone?”
The question caught me completely by surprise. “Rebecca? Why do you ask?”
Tyler’s cheeks flushed slightly. “I’ve harbored feelings for her since our university days. Back then, she was too young for me to pursue appropriately. But now that she’s mature and single….
“You want to court her?”
“According to proper werewolf customs, yes. I’d like to ask for your blessing as her close friend and pack sister.”
I studied Tyler’s face carefully. As Rebecca’s best friend, I needed to assess his character and intentions.
