Chapter 58: You are not worthy of wearing my mother’s necklace
Chapter 58: You are not worthy of wearing my mother’s necklace
(Olivia’s POV)
But not only did they not stop, they became even more intense, as if they couldn’t hear my voice at all.
“Alpha, f**k me.” Clara’s moans intertwined with Theodore’s low growls.
Suddenly, a figure approached. Leo stood on his tiptoes to look at my phone.
“Mom, what are you looking at? You look so unhappy.”
Terrified, I pushed Leo away and immediately hung up the video call. Leo fell onto the carpet and began to cry loudly.
With a bandage still wrapped around his head from a previous injury, he looked extremely pitiful. Isadora and Helen
rushed out from the kitchen at the sound and went to help him up.
But Leo reached out his hands towards me, refusing to get up. “Mommy, hold me…”
I wanted to hold my pup, but the moment I reached out, I was flooded with the memory of Theodore and Clara’s betrayal.
The memory of Leo being manipulated by Ophelia to push me down crashed over me like a wave.
Clutching my lower abdomen, I resolutely walked out of the apartment.
“Mom-” Leo’s miserable cry was shut behind the elevator doors.
Downstairs, I was met by the pack enforcers stationed there.
“Luna, Alpha Theodore has already bought the entire building. No one will disturb you,” an enforcer reported.
Knowing I couldn’t shake them, I gave a direct order. “Take me to the Warden’s Post.”
In the video call, Clara had claimed she had caught the person who truly harmed me. I needed to know who it was.
In a meeting room at the Warden’s Post, I came face to face with Evelyn.
“Here to see me in a pathetic state? Feeling proud? You’ve won again,” Evelyn said, her words dripping with sarcasm.
“But spreading rumors online is a small matter. How long can they keep me? How much can they fine me?”
She was dismissive, showing no remorse.
“Why did you do this to me?” I asked.
“Before you showed up, Theodore had eyes for me,” Evelyn retorted. “His mother and my mother were already planning
our packs‘ alliance. The mating was practically a done deal.”
“It was your appearance that changed everything. How dare you ask me why!”
“I treated you as my closest friend. If you liked him, you could have told me,” I said, my voice steady.
“He’s the Alpha heir of the Crimson Pack, handsome, brilliant, and unmatched in the territory. Mating with him is every she–wolf’s dream in this region.”
Evelyn laughed as if it were the greatest joke. “Tell you? And then what? Would you have given him up for me? You are fated mates! How could you refuse him.”
“Theodore is a person, not an object. I can’t control others,” I replied.
“But if I had known my best friend liked the same wolf, I would not have accepted him. Evelyn, to me, you were always
1/3
more important than him.”
The words stunned Evelyn into silence before she scoffed. “You can’t fool me. You won everything, so of course you can stand on your high horse and say pretty things.”
But I held her gaze, and Evelyn’s smile faded. A memory surfaced of us lying in our den, sharing secrets, of Evelyn crying in my arms over her broken family.
She realized I was telling the truth.
“No, you’re lying!” she shrieked, refusing to face it.
“The arranged mating was called off by your family,” I revealed quietly. “Ten years ago, the Crimson Pack was on the verge of a territorial crisis. Your family got the news and abandoned them.”
Evelyn stared, her eyes wide with disbelief. “That’s impossible! My mother and Eleonora are best friends!”
“She is a good person,” I conceded. Undeniably, Eleonora was a good person most of the time, which is precisely why I found it even more unacceptable that she had brought Clara to Theodore, personally destroying my partnership with
Theodore.
“I will withdraw my complaint against you,” I declared, my voice devoid of emotion. “From now on, we are no longer friends.”
Evelyn was incredulous. “You! You don’t blame me? Why don’t you blame me? If I hadn’t introduced Clara to Eleonora, she wouldn’t have destroyed your mating!”
“If it wasn’t Clara, it would have been another she–wolf,” I said, my words cutting through the air. “If it wasn’t you, someone else would have pushed females on him.”
“The one who accepted the she–wolf is the real culprit who hurt me.”
With that, I turned to leave.
“Olivia Blackwood, I won’t be grateful even if you do this! I can afford a few days in detention and a small fine! I don’t need your pity!” Evelyn screamed at my retreating back.
When she received no response, tears streamed down her face. She collapsed, whispering the venomous truth to the
empty room.
“Olivia Blackwood, she isn’t just any she–wolf. She is Clara Thorne. I’m your best friend, I know all your pains, I know exactly how to hurt you…”
“I went to great lengths to find her, someone with a shadow of you.”
In the main hall, I was signing the withdrawal papers when Theodore arrived. I ignored the lingering scent of jasmine, getting straight to the point.
I held out my hand. “Where is my mother’s Moonlit Sapphire?”
I saw hesitation in his eyes, but I was determined to get the necklace back.
“Didn’t you buy it at auction for twenty million to give to me?” I pressed, staring into his eyes.
“My love, the Moonlit Sapphire had a flaw. I sent it to be repaired. I’ll get it to you soon,” Theodore lied.
“Repaired?” I countered. “I saw your interview at the auction. The Moonlit Sapphire was flawless. Where is it?”
I pushed him aside and walked out the door, getting into his car, took out a USB drive from my bag–the location tracking program I had previously asked Gina for. Moments later, an address appeared on the screen.
+ Pointe
I slammed the car door shut and sped away, leaving Theodore and his pack of enforcers far behind.
“Luna… how did Luna find Clara’s address?” one enforcer stammered in shock.
Theodore watched me leave, his gaze gradually sharpening as he recalled that USB drive.
I drove to the manor in the district I had located. Through the large glass window, I saw everything: Rosalie, Ophelia, and
Clara.
I strode swiftly, pulled open the front door, walked into the manor, and grabbed the necklace from Clara’s neck. I tore it off
with a sharp tug.
“You are not worthy of wearing my mother’s necklace!”
