Chapter 3
Olivia's POV
I smelled it. I turned around, and there he was.
Alpha Ethan.
| glanced at him, then looked past him to the low velvet sofa behind. Chole Windsor sat there, legs crossed, glass
in
hand.
Her smile was gone. The way she stared ather eyes flashing with the territorial aggression of a she-wolf
ready to defend her claim - made it clear she would've ripped my throat out if she could get away with it.
That's when it clicked.
This wasn’t scoincidence. They were here together. Chole, Ethan, and their usual circle - people | once
thought of as allies. This was their private little gathering. From the way they talked earlier, it clearly wasn't their
first. They didn’t even care to hide their relationship. Maybe they never had.
Ethan walked toward me.
Behind him, the group scrambled back to life. One of them stepped forward quickly. “Olivia, we were just
messing around-none of it was serious. We were just talking nonsense.”
Another added, “Really sorry. We didn’t mean anything by it.”
| didn’t respond.
Ethan reached for my wrist.
“Let's go,” he said, already trying to pullout of the room.
| didn’t fight.
Instead, | grabbed my drink and threw it in his face, a clear challenge in the presence of his pack.
The room fell into complete silence again. Someone gasped. | could hear the ice clink against his cheek as the
liquid ran down his jawline.
| smiled faintly, “Please, Alpha, continue enjoying yourself with your beloved. | won't interrupt again.”
Then | lowered my head, tried to pull my hand back from his.
His grip only tightened.
His face had gone dark. Without another word, he bent down, grabbed me, and threwover his shoulder like a
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sack.
| kicked instinctively. “Ethan-putdown!”
He didn’t respond.
We walked into the hallway, and | struggled on his back, but Ethan didn’t loosen his grip. The elevator had just
ar- rived on the floor. As he stepped inside and turned around, my upside-down view caught a pair of polished
black leather shoes. Then black suit pants, long legs, and pale hands each finger slender, the joints sharp and
defined.
The air felt still. Quiet but awkward.
Ethan walked out of the elevator just as | looked up and met a pair of deep, steady eyes.
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Sharp and captivating.
They held mine for a second too long. | looked away, suddenly embarrassed to be seen like that. Slung over
Ethan's shoulder like shelpless object.
Suddenly, Yve stirred inside me, her instincts sharpening, the primal awareness of another strong wolf nearby
spark- ing her curiosity.
| didn’t know why | felt that way. But | didn’t like it. It unsettled me.
Ethan draggedout of the club and down the steps to his car. He opened the back door, tossedin, and
climbed in himself.
My head spun. Being carried upside down and then thrown like that.
He grabbed a wet wipe from the glove compartment and began wiping his face silently.
Then he finally spoke. “Why were you there? You cto catch me, didn’t you?”
As he wiped his cheek, | noticed something just behind the tissue box.
A foil wrapper
A condom.
gold, neatly tucked behind the tissue box.
The sight of it made my stomach turn. | looked away immediately and reached for the door handle.
“I'm not staying in this car,” | said.
He pulledback roughly. “Where do you think you're going?”
“Home,” | said, my breathing uneven. “I want to go home.”
“Stop making trouble, Olivia. My patience is running out.”
| didn’t answer. Just sat there, breathing hard.
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“Harold!” Ethan called out toward the club. “Drive.”
Harold cout a minute later, nodded, and got into the front seat.
The ride was silent. | stayed pressed against the farthest side of the car, arms crossed, staring out the window.
By the twe reached the house, | opened the door and got out before the engine had fully stopped.
Inside, | went straight to the kitchen and poured a full glass of ice water. | drank all of it in one go.
Only then did | feel something close to normal.
When | walked back out, Ethan was sitting in the living room. | didn’t ask why.
| sat down across from him.
It was quiet for a while. Then he said, “I was there to talk business. A new project.”
| said nothing.
“You showing up and making a scene like that - it embarrassed me:”
He kept going. “You looked ridiculous. Screaming, throwing drinks. Like a jealous shrew.”
| stared at him.
He looked back at me, like he expectedto deny it.
“Is that all?” I asked.
His brows drew together. “If you want our relationship to work, you need to stop being paranoid all the time. |
don’t have tfor your insane suspicions.”
| nodded. “Got it. Anything else?”
He stared at me. “Do you know how annoying you are right now?”
| stood up slowly.
He won't be annoyed much longer.
| went upstairs, changed into pajamas, and got into bed without another word.
He cup about an hour later and foundalready asleep.
After showering, he got into bed quietly. | turned my back to him and inched closer to the edge, making sure our
bod- ies wouldn't touch.
That didn’t stop him.
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yankedback into his arms, rough
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making it clear that resisting would be pointless.
| spent the night stiffly, barely moving.
By morning, | hadn't slept at all. | went downstairs and made breakfast for myself milk. | sat alone at the dining
table and started eating in silence.
- toast, boiled eggs, a glass of
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He leaned in close to my car.
“This weekend,” he said gently, “let's go out to sea. Just the two of us. Clear our heads a little.”
| took a sip of milk and replied without looking at him. “Hmm.”
That was it.
On Friday, he broke the promise.Said he had to fly to London for a project. An urgent meeting, supposedly.
| wasn’t surprised. | didn’t feel anything- - no disappointment, no anger. Just nothing.
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talk. We don't gp.arhivibre- ie don't
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He
says divorce is out of the question, but | already feel like someone who doesn’t exist to him.
If | disappeared tomorrow, | genuinely doubt he would even notice.
Over the weekend, | started moving books out of the study. Stacked them into a suitcase and took them to my
new apartment. The place was smaller. Simpler. But it felt like mine.
While | was organizing the shelf, my phone rang.
Melina.
| hesitated, then picked up. “Hello, Luna Melina.” Ever since | married his son eight years ago, she still asks me
to
call her luna.
She snorted arrogantly. “Cover now. We need to put down in writing what we discussed earlier.”
| paused. “Is that really necessary?”
She didn’t hesitate. “If | say so.”
“Fine. I'll go back this afternoon,” | answered.
Yet, she wasn't satisfied. “Cback at noon.”
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Olivia's POV