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Chapter 7: A plane ticket
Chapter 7: A plane ticket
(Olivia’s POV)
“Leo Redgrave,” I said, using his full name with deliberate formality. I’m going to give you three chances tc reconsider your decision.”
His small face was streaked with tears and blood, but his jaw remained set with stubborn determination.
“First chance,” I continued, “do you really want Clara Thorne to stay in this pack?”
“Yes!” Leo shouted without hesitation. “I want Clara to stay forever!”
Theodore shifted uncomfortably behind me, but I didn’t look at him. My focus remained entirely on my son
“Second chance, Leo Redgrave. Are you sure this is what you want? Are you willing to hurt your own mothe just to make Clara stay?”
“I’m not trying to hurt you!” Leo shouted, his voice filled with anger. “If you cared about me, you would agree She’s the only one who truly cares about me! Yes, I want her to stay!”
My heart felt like it was being carved out with a silver blade. But I had to give him the final opportunity. “Third and final chance, Leo Redgrave. Look at me–really look at me–and tell me you choose Clara Thorne over your own mother.”
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For a moment, something flickered in his young eyes. Uncertainty, maybe even regret.
Then Clara’s voice drifted up from downstairs, sweet and melodic. “Leo, sweetheart, are you okay up there?”
The uncertainty vanished. Leo’s face hardened with resolve.
“I choose Clara,” he said clearly. “I want her to stay forever.”
The words hit ne like a physical blow. My own son–my precious boy–had chosen his father’s mistress over
“Very well,” I said, my voice hollow. “I will grant your wish, Leo. Within thirty days, Clara will have everything she wants
Thirty days. The exact day I planned to leave this pack forever,
“Really? Led’s face lit up with joy. “You mean it? Clara can stay?”
Yes, I whispered. “You’ll have exactly what you asked for.”
The room began to spin. The betrayal, the pain, the sheer exhaustion of it all crashed over me like a tidal
out beneath me
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19st amply fled under a blood–red moon. A small black wolf emerged from the glowing with familiar fury
Chapter 7 A plane ticket
It was Leo–my son–in his future wolf form.
The black wolf snarled and lunged at me, teeth bared and claws extended. I didn’t run. I couldn’t move
As his jaws closed around my throat, I felt nothing but profound sadness.
I woke with a gasp, my hand flying to my neck. Sunlight streamed through unfamiliar curtains.
The guest room. I was in Eleonora’s guest room.
My phone lay on the nightstand beside me. Without hesitation, I picked it up and dialed Matthew’s number.
“Matthew,” I said when he answered, my voice surprisingly steady. There’s been a change of plans. I only need one plane ticket now”
A pause. Then his warm, familiar voice. “Whatever you decide, I’ll agree to it.”
The line went dead. No questions, no demands for explanations. Just complete trust.
That’s when Eleonora knocked and entered, her face creased with worry.
“How are you feeling, dear?” she asked, settling into the chair beside my bed.
Tve been better,” I admitted.
Eleonora sighed heavily. “About Clara… I suppose I can delay her dismissal for now. But I’m sending someone else to care for Leo immediately.”
“Thank you,” I said quietly.
“That woman has poisoned my grandson against his own mother,” Eleonora continued, her voice tight with anger. “But I won’t let her destroy what’s left of this family.”
If only she knew the truth about what was really destroying this family.
An hour later, Theodore drove Leo and me away from the Redgrave Manor. Leo sat in the backseat, his arm properly bandaged, looking pleased with himself.
My phone buzzed with a message. The sender made my blood run cold: Clara.
I opened it to find a photo that made my hands shake with rage.
Clara stood in Redgrave Manor’s back garden, her foot deliberately crushing the delicate moonlight flowers that grew there. The same flowers my mother Lyra had loved most in the world.
The message that followed was pure venom: “Poor Luna Olivia, betrayed by the person you trusted most. Did you know that since you’re infertile, some pack elders are already finding beautiful omegas for their sons to bear more pups? Don’t worry–I’ll take good care of YOUR family.”
White–hot fury exploded through my veins. How dare she desecrate my mother’s memory? How dare she mock my inability to have more children?
“Theodore,” I said, my voice deadly calm. “I forgot my hairpin at the manor. Take me back immediately.”
“You don’t really need that hair clip, just take it next time-”
“Now I snapped,
Theodore glanced at me in the rearview mirror, startled by my tone. “Of course, my love. Whatever you need.” When we pulled into the garage, Theodore Immediately volunteered. “Til help you find it. Where did you leave
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it?”
“In the guest room where I was just resting. It’s gray”
“Okay, I’ll be right back.”
I watched him disappear into the house, then glanced back at Leo, who had fallen asleep in his car seat.
Quietly, I slipped out of the car and made my way to the back garden entrance hall. Heavy curtains concealed the windows, providing perfect cover.
Through the glass, I could see into our living room. What I witnessed there stopped my heart cold.
Eleonora sat in her favorite armchair while Clara knelt behind her, gently massaging her shoulders. They looked like mother and daughter–intimate, comfortable, familiar.
The sight triggered a flood of painful memories. I remembered Eleonora caring for my dying mother in this very room, promising to protect me from life’s storms.
Til always be here for you, Olivia,” she’d whispered as Lyra drew her final breaths. “You’ll never face the world
alone.”
Yet here she was, sharing the same tender moments with the woman who was destroying my life.
Clara’s voice drifted through the window, “Elder Eleonora, I will definitely listen to you and bear more pups for Theodore. Look at poor Sister Olivia–wanting to have another pup, she ate moonlight grass and endured countless treatments with golden needles, but her body has become even weaker. You should advise her.”
My blood turned to ice. Clara knew about my desperate attempts to conceive again. She knew about the painful treatments, the herbs that made me violently ill, the golden needle therapy that left me bedridden for days
Eleonora’s response shattered what remained of my heart.
“As Luna of Crimson, bearing pups is Olivia’s responsibility,” she said coldly. “If it weren’t for her inability to have more, I wouldn’t have made other plans. Don’t worry about Olivia.”
She patted Clara’s hand reassuringly. “Don’t worry, as long as you bear more pups for Theodore, the pack won’t treat you unfairly.”
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