Chapter 238: Forgetting Theodore
Chapter 238: Forgetting Theodore
(Matthew’s POV)
Olivia’s eyes widened in astonishment. “You mean, you don’t want me to complete the mating ceremony, but to go back to the Shadow Syndicate and take over as the head of the Cipher
Division?”
“Did something serious happen after I left? If something serious happened, I’ll go with you.”
I realized she had completely misunderstood my question about her past mating ceremony. But seeing the determination in her eyes, I could only follow her lead.
“I’ll go with you,” she said firmly. “I can postpone the mating ceremony.”
As she walked away, her fragmented memories surfaced. She paused at the doorway, confusion clouding her features.
“I remember feeling like a guest at my own mating ceremony,” she murmured. “All the pack blessings were for him, not for us. Everyone celebrated Theodore, not our bond.”
The clarity of these painful memories lingered even as her more recent ones continued to fade. Her hand trembled against the doorframe.
A short while later, she returned to the master bedroom with a pile of my clothes. As I sorted through them, I noticed my underwear tangled with my shirts and pants.
“Which of your female subordinates handles your personal laundry?” she asked suddenly.
The question revealed her shifting emotional focus. While she once accepted a pack omega washing Theodore’s undergarments without thought, the idea of someone else handling mine clearly bothered her.
“I handle my own,” I replied, watching her shoulders relax.
After I went to the bathroom, Olivia climbed into bed, pretending to be asleep. When I emerged, I sat beside her, my gaze falling on a stark bruise on her arm.
The mark left by Cynthia Mooncrest’s silver–laced weapon stood out against her pale skin like an accusation.
Olivia opened her eyes, abandoning her pretense. “Were you waiting for me?” I asked softly.
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She didn’t answer, simply burrowing under the covers. I turned off the light and lay beside her, pulling her into my arms.
“Thank you for your help today,” she whispered, her facade finally crumbling.
“You were brave today,” I said gently. “I’m sorry for being harsh on you after the mission.”
My acknowledgment broke through her defenses. She wept uncontrollably in my embrace,
releasing all the pent–up fear and trauma.
“The equipment I destroyed… it was worth a hundred million, wasn’t it?” she sobbed.
“You won’t have to pay for it,” I assured her, stroking her hair. “And Tasha serves as my Beta,
nothing more.”
The strange jealousy in her voice when she’d asked about female subordinates now made
sense.
Feeling a sense of peace, Olivia grew bold. She wrapped her arms around my neck and
kissed me.
I recognized this tender, obedient behavior as a sign she was hiding something or planning to act on her own. But I gave in to the moment, returning her kiss with a passion that
overwhelmed her.
After she fell into a deep sleep, I rose and made a phone call.
“The artificial heart project using moonlight herb essence has entered clinical trials,” the she–wolf on the other end reported.
“Good. Continue the research,” I said curtly.
“Alpha King, about your personal-”
“Focus on the project,” I cut her off, dismissing her attempts to pry into my life.
My focus remained solely on the multi–billion–dollar research and the woman sleeping in my
bed.
The next morning brought immense pressure. With only fourteen days until my official coronation as Alpha King, negative public opinion weighed heavily on my team.
I observed Olivia’s clumsy attempts to help in the kitchen. She struggled with preparing venison, pricking her fingers repeatedly.
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“Gina,” I quietly instructed Beta Frost, “remove her from any upcoming public relations
events.”
I needed to shield her from the media scrutiny.
Finding Olivia still struggling with the meat, I gently took her to the bathroom to wash her pricked hands.
“You are what you are, and my mate is what you are,” I told her softly, looking at her reflection in the mirror. “You don’t need to learn from others.”
Once again, I sensed her “well–behaved” act. It was always a prelude to her doing something
rash.
(Olivia’s POV)
Later, I took Leo to the Royal Infirmary to visit Theodore. As I faced my former mate, I realized with strange detachment that the memories of his betrayal had been sealed away. My subconscious was protecting me from reliving the trauma, just as Dr. Aris had explained.
I felt no pain, only an empty void where those memories should be.
Yesterday, I had asked Aris to help me seal away Theodore’s memories. If Theodore could make me forget Matthew, then I wanted to forget Theodore too.
“I’ll wait for you outside,” I told Leo, turning to leave.
Theodore endured his pain to grab my hand. “Number Zero is Ethan,” he said urgently. “He lives here too. I came because you wanted to see Ethan.”
His words meant nothing to me now. The sealed memories left me feeling nothing but hollow indifference.
(Matthew’s POV)
At the end of the corridor, I was surrounded by reporters. Beta Tristan had arranged this visit to build my public image.
I had heard Leo’s phone call with Isadora Redgrave. Even after breakfast, when Leo discussed pack training with me, he had personally told me he was going to the infirmary with his mother to see his father.
He had asked me not to be angry.
Chapter 238. Forgetting Theodore
My mate was even less considerate than my stepson
When Olivia saw the reporters, she panicked and fled in the opposite direction.
I strode towards her, no longer wanting to consider her wishes. I was going to forcefully introduce her to everyone as my Luna.
I grabbed her hand, trapping her forcefully in my embrace.
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