Matthew’s Confidant
: Matthew’s Confidant
(Tasha’s POV)
I quickly put away my phone and looked up at Olivia approaching me. Her grey eyes held genuine concern as she asked, “Tasha, are you feeling better?”
I nodded, forcing my voice to sound grateful. “Thank you for your concern, Luna.”
The title surprised her. I could see it in the way her eyebrows lifted slightly. For months, I had deliberately called her Miss Blackwood, refusing to acknowledge her status. Now I was calling her Luna.
She pushed the thought aside and asked, “You wanted to talk to me last night, what was it about?”
Looking into her pure, trusting eyes, my mind flashed with the image of Ethan Moonstone collapsing at my feet. The memory of his blood on my hands made my stomach churn.
Why was everyone so good to Olivia? She remained blissfully unaware of the sacrifices made for her protection. The bitterness and resentment surged within me like poison.
She deserved to be in hell, not cherished and protected like some precious jewel. I leaned in closer, my voice dropping to a whisper.
“The Alpha King has a confidante.”
Olivia’s calm expression faltered instantly. Her face went pale as she stammered, “A… confidante?”
Her voice was so faint I could barely hear it. Her hands twisted together nervously, betraying her inner turmoil.
I nodded slowly, savoring the moment. “They’ve known each other for five or six years. Matthew visits her annually.”
I pulled out my phone and showed her the photo I had carefully saved. Matthew stood beside a radiant, tall she–wolf with flowing auburn hair. His eyes were filled with warmth as his hand rested protectively on her arm.
“Perhaps it’s in the past,” I said with false nonchalance, watching her face crumble. “After all, he marked you.”
I twisted the knife deeper, my voice casual as if discussing the weather. “Or maybe she refused his marking. She lives in Seattle now.”
Seeing Olivia’s crestfallen expression, I delivered the final blow. “The Alpha King went to visit her right after he marked you.”
Olivia froze completely. Her gaze drifted toward the estate where Matthew was laughing with her children, his deep voice carrying across the garden.
“Is she a very outstanding she–wolf?” she asked softly, her voice barely above a whisper.
“Yes,” I confirmed with satisfaction. “A renowned healer. Very famous in the supernatural medical community.”
(Olivia’s POV)
I forced a smile and thanked Tasha before walking toward my family. Each step felt like walking through quicksand.
Matthew held the car door open for me, his hand gently taking mine as he reminded me, “Drive slowly, love. The roads are still wet from last night’s rain.”
I stared at his hand covering mine. His touch was warm and respectful, just as it always was. He had never overstepped with anyone, especially she–wolves.
His kindness, I realized with a cold weight settling in my chest, was simply born of responsibility. He would be this way with any she–wolf who became his mate.
The thought made my heart ache. I was nothing special to him. Just another duty to fulfill.
After dropping the children at the Crimson Pup Creche, I finally broke down. My body was wracked with sobs as I slumped over the steering wheel.
There were only twelve days left until our agreement ended. But I felt like I could no longer bear even one more day.
(Olivia’s POV)
After getting travel documents for the children, I returned to Shield Chain Technology. The familiar building should have brought me comfort, but instead, I felt hollow.
I was surprised to see that the building opposite, once Theodore’s new company headquarters, was now a music store. Through the large glass windows, I could see Theodore sitting at a grand piano.
The beautiful melody drifted across the street, instantly transporting me back to our youth.
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We had met in a pack infirmary when he was eighteen.
After his father Kaelen and his mistress left the pack, Theodore found solace on the piano. I used to sit with him for hours, my fingers sometimes playfully interrupting his tune.
The memory turned sour as I watched Seraphina Kane walk up to Theodore. She sat beside him on the piano bench, her fingers mimicking the very same playful gesture I once made.
I turned away, my heart hardening like stone. He had grown up to be just like his father, Kaelen Redgrave. A cheater and a manipulator.
My son would be like Matthew instead. Strong, honorable, and true to his word.
Unseen by me, Theodore’s gaze followed my departure through the window. He was deliberately using our shared past to claw his way back into my memory, convinced I still cared enough to not want him dead.
Back in my office, I pushed my team relentlessly. I was determined to make Shield Chain completely self–sufficient before I left.
I drove them through intensive training sessions and spent the rest of the day personally pitching our firewall technology to potential clients. Every meeting was crucial.
That evening, at the pack’s music concert, I sat with Aurora on my lap. The little pup was fascinated by the orchestra tuning their instruments.
The seat to my right was suddenly occupied by Killian Vance. He looked troubled as he settled beside me.
“Elara injured her leg during training today,” he explained, his voice heavy with concern. “She’s resting at home.”
He mentioned hearing from Lydia Miles that Theodore was still harassing me. Then his voice became earnest as he held my arm.
“Elara misses you terribly,” he said, his ice–blue eyes sincere. “If you have time, could you visit her?”
I readily agreed, my heart warming at the thought of the sweet little pup. “Of course. I’ll come by tomorrow afternoon.”
But as I spoke, Aurora suddenly clutched my arm protectively. Her small hands pulled it away from Killian’s grasp with surprising strength.
“Uncle Killian, this is my daddy’s seat!” the little pup declared, her voice loud and indignant.
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She began pushing at Killian with her tiny fists, creating an embarrassing scene. Other pack members turned to stare at us.
“Daddy won’t break his promise!” she insisted, her voice rising. “He said he’d sit with Mommy!”
I tried to calm her down, my cheeks burning with embarrassment. “Aurora, sweetheart, Daddy is very busy. He might not make it tonight.”
The words felt like ash in my mouth. I didn’t even know if Matthew would keep his promise
anymore.
And at that moment, my waist was grabbed from behind, and my whole body was lifted into the air.
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