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“I love Olivia,” he whispered. “I still love her. Very much.”
Ava’s POV
| thought I had him figured out. The cold-hearted Alpha who
tossed aside a loyal woman like Olivia for a bitch and a
convenient affair. But today... he surprised me.
“I love her,” he'd said with those pathetic eyes, clinging to the
last string of hope like a child begging for his mother not to
leave him behind.
| crossed my arms and scoffed. “Then explain Chole. Was that
love too? Or just a convenient way to pass twhile Olivia
worked her ass off to build your future?”
Ethan stood up slowly, gripping the torn divorce papers like
they were a badge of honor instead of proof of his failure. His
voice had a strange calm to it now-almost dangerous.
“I'm going to buy back everything she sold. Every dress, every
book, every stupid mug if | have to. I'll repaint the walls if she
scratched them in anger. I'll find the photos she burned. And if |
can’t, I'll print them again.”
“You're insane,” | snapped. “That's not love. That's delusion.”
“She’ll be my Luna again,” he said quietly, like it was already
written in the stars. “For the rest of her life”
| followed him to the door. “Those were just copies, you idiot!
You think tearing them delays anything? We'll reprint them
today. Hell, I'll send them digitally if | have to.”
He didn’t look back.
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It took everything innot to slam the door on his arrogant
back. | stood in the hallway, heart racing, fingers twitching with
frustration. It was too late. He was too late. All that love he
claimed to have-where was it when Olivia was crying alone in
their bed? When she had to lie to her parents about why she
looked so worn?
Too damn late.
Ethan's POV
| sat on the stone steps outside the old cottage. The sone
Olivia and | used to visit on full moon nights when we were
younger, when everything still felt simple. Now, everything felt
hollow.
Rain slid down my face, cold and sharp. But the rain in my palms-my hands were burning. My insides, on fire.
| played the footage on loop.
Olivia stood in the center of our old bedroom, calm but distant. The wedding album in her hands trembled for
only a second before she dropped it into the metal barrel. The flames flared instantly, swallowing years of
memories. The photo where | kissed her cheek. The picture where she cried while holding our
bond mark. Gone in seconds.
Her hands didn’t even shake.
| replayed it again.
My chest ached. | clutched my knees, trying to keep myself from shattering. My wolf hadn't spoken toin
days. Not a growl. Not a whisper. Nothing. It was like he'd gone dormant, disgusted with the shell I'd become
after losing our mate.
I deserved it.
| should've stopped Chole when she first crossed the line. | should've pulled away the moment Olivia's scent
stopped
lingering on our sheets. But | didn’t. | ignored every warning.
And now, | was here-watching flames instead of her eyes.
| called Reed.
“Get everything Olivia sold of her back,” | ordered.
“All of it?” he asked.
“Yes. Everything. Every book, every frame. Even if we need to track down collectors or dig through charity
shops.”
“Understood.”
“And have a new wedding photo printed. Ssize. Same
frame. Hang it exactly where it used to be.”
Reed didn’t ask questions. “I'll take care of it.”
| hung up.
The only lead | had was a credit card transaction in Washington. No flight data, no hotel check-in, but a purchase
at the mall-hers. | knew her handwriting like | knew my own.
Someone hid her well. Someone powerful.
And | had a feeling | knew who.
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They nodded.
Because Alexander was the only one who could've taken Olivia.
The only one who could guard her that fiercely and make her
disappear from me.
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But Id find her.
I'd burn the world if I had to.
Olivia's POV
The next morning, | dressed simply-gray blouse, black trousers,
flat leather shoes. No perfume. No distractions. | tucked a small
tape recorder into my shoulder bag and headed out after
breakfast, catching a cab straight to the factory.
The air smelled like iron and hot oil. As | stepped through the
main gate, a cheerful woman greetedand ledto the
office area, where | was met by John Danie-the factory’s
director. Middle-aged, slightly balding, and energetic in a way
that madefeel like | was intruding
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business, not a branch of one of the country’s largest werewolf
corporations. Well, he had been working here for 15 years now.
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