Olivia's POVThe drive to Storm Haven Pack with Ethan was silent. Neither of us felt the need to fill the space with superficial conversation. It seemed pointless given the weight of the entire situation.After the confrontation with Grace and my acceptance of the ‘business arrangement,’ I wasn’t in
Olivia's POVThe hour drive back to my Pack House in Thorne Ridge territory was tense, but my body relaxed as we pulled into the drive.As I moved to unbuckle my seatbelt, I stole a glance at Ethan. His profile was hard, hands tight on the wheel. He was beautiful half-draped in shadows from the fadi
She sighed, her voice weak but steady. "I told you; Chosen Mates are always unreliable. But still… you haven’t found your Fated Mate, Olivia."Her words hit me harder than I expected, a subtle reminder I hadn’t followed in my parents’ footsteps. I thought about telling her about Ethan, but the idea
Olivia's POVMia’s statement dropped like a bomb.Amelia’s fake tears vanished, her shock plain as she blinked in confusion. But it was Aiden’s reaction that caught me off guard.His face darkened, and before I could react, he grabbed my wrist, dragging me down the hall.“What is Mia talking about?”
I looped my arm through Ethan’s and took a steadying breath. And plastered on the armor of a perfect smile.***All eyes seemed to turn our way when we entered the grand room. The low hum of murmurs broke out and spread through the crowd like wildfire.“Wasn’t she engaged to Aiden?”“How is she with
Olivia's POVEthan’s voice slammed into my mind. “Play your part.”I wanted to roll my eyes, cursing his hypocrisy. He could be the most arrogant wolf in the room. For now, I had no choice but to obey. I wrapped my arms around him, pressing close, and allowed a bashful smile to spread across my face
Olivia's POVEthan and I sat outside the restaurant, wrapping up the final details of our wedding announcement.It surprised me we were on the same page with a lot of things and could agree on things pretty quickly. Our conversation had been quick and efficient, all business.“That should cover ever
Olivia's POVEthan’s arrogance grated on my nerves. His words hung in the air, smug and condescending.“Don’t flatter yourself,” I shot back, crossing my arms to steady the frustration boiling inside me.He didn’t react to the jab, just leaned back against the seat and continued, “Chloe’s endgame is