Relationship?
Chapter 60: What is Your Relationship?
(God’s POV)
Theodore’s gentle expression instantly turned dark and menacing. His Alpha aura flared dangerously, making the air thick with power.
Clara quickly stepped forward to cover Rosalie’s mouth. Her face was pale with panic as she tried to explain the pup’s
outburst.
“She’s just confused, Clara stammered. “Children say silly things when they’re upset.”
But Olivia had already spoken. Her voice cut through the tension like silver.
“Even if she’s just a pup, she shouldn’t speak nonsense.”
Her slender hand rested lightly on Theodore’s chest. It was a claiming gesture that declared her position as his Luna.
“He is my mate, Leo’s father, not your father.”
Theodore’s wolf Logan practically purred with satisfaction. He grasped Olivia’s hand and led her away from the chaotic
scene.
Clara watched them go. She saw how Theodore personally opened the car door for Olivia.
He shielded her head as she got in. His gaze was fixed on her with a tenderness and devotion that had never once been directed at Clara herself.
A dull ache pierced Clara’s heart like a silver blade. She squatted down and told Rosalie urgently.
“You must remember, from now on Uncle Caleb is your father. You must call him ‘daddy‘ and never call the Alpha ‘daddy‘
again.”
“Why, Mommy? I don’t want to!” Rosalie wailed, feeling utterly wronged.
Holding her secret daughter, Clara wept silently. “It’s because Mommy is useless,” she whispered.
Her eyes filled with venomous hatred. “But Mommy will never give up. I will take back what belongs to you.”
In the back of the luxury SUV, Theodore praised Olivia. “My love, you’re too merciful. After what Evelyn did to you, you still
let her off.”
He studied her profile with admiration. “And you’re so brilliant. How did you track this manor just by connecting your USB flash drive to the car’s system?”
Olivia shifted her gaze from the Moonlit Sapphire necklace to Theodore’s calm, amber eyes. “I haven’t asked you yet. Before you went to the Warden’s Post, why did you stop in this neighborhood?”
The car fell into tense silence. Theodore’s jaw tightened almost imperceptibly.
At that moment, Theodore’s phone rang. He showed her the caller ID–it was Caleb–and put it on speaker.
“Alpha Theodore, the pearl necklace I asked you to deliver for me, Clara said Luna broke it.”
Olivia’s voice was indifferent as she remarked. “So you were delivering a necklace for Caleb.”
Hearing her voice, Caleb pleaded through the phone. “Luna Olivia… you’re there too. For my sake, can you please stop making things difficult for Clara? We’ll be mated soon, she is your half–sister, after all.”
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With cold amusement, Olivia offered. “As an apology, we at Crimson Pack’s event planning will handle your mating ceremony.”
Caleb was so shocked he audibly sputtered. His voice cracked with disbelief.
“By the way,” she continued, “when is the Thorne family’s recognition ceremony? Your Alpha and I should prepare a gift.”
“Recognition for what?” Caleb’s voice shot up in alarm.
Theodore’s tone turned serious. “Has your father not agreed to let them return to the family yet? The Thorne family isn’t planning to recognize her?”
Terrified, Caleb quickly backpedaled. “Yes! Of course, we will! Our own blood can’t be left outside the pack!”
After ending the call, Olivia stared at Theodore. She searched his face for any c***k in his facade, but found nothing.
His mask of composure remained perfectly intact. It was maddening how easily he lied.
Back at the manor, Olivia shared the “good news” of Caleb and Clara’s impending mating ceremony with Isadora. The news quickly rippled through the Northern Territory’s pack networks.
The story of the Crimson Pack Luna’s magnanimity toward her father’s illegitimate daughter spread like wildfire. Her reputation soared, adding a beautiful veneer to her and Theodore’s bond story.
Crimson Pack’s influence surged with each retelling of her gracious behavior.
That night, Theodore lay beside her. His hand rested on her belly, gentle and protective.
“You just had an abortion procedure. You should rest at home and avoid overexertion,” he advised gently.
Olivia responded with only a soft hum. She kept her breathing steady, feigning sleep.
After he left the room, she sat up carefully. She took out the herbal medicine her friend Dr. Aris Lowell had given her to help prevent miscarriage.
She swallowed it quickly and lay back down on the bed. Only to be interrupted by a commotion outside.
It was Evelyn, confronting Theodore in the hallway. Her voice was shrill with desperation.
“How could you let Caleb mate with Clara? He’s my intended!” she cried, devastated by the public humiliation of losing her
engagement.
Theodore’s voice was devoid of emotion. His Alpha authority made the air heavy and oppressive.
“You’ve been engaged to him for six years, my Leo is already five, and you still haven’t agreed to mate with him. You don’t
love Caleb, so why deceive yourself?”
Evelyn was stunned by his bluntness. She had never heard him speak so directly.
“The wolf you truly care about in your heart is me, isn’t it?” he continued coldly. His enhanced senses picked up her emotional turmoil easily.
“You can fool Olivia, but you can’t fool me… I didn’t want to expose your little charade, but you shouldn’t have hurt my
Luna.”
Heartbroken, Evelyn asked desperately. “If my family hadn’t rejected Eleonora’s proposal back then, would we have had a
future?”
“No,” Theodore’s voice was resolute and icy.
“After Olivia appeared, there was no room for anyone else in my world. I would not have mated with you. Even if the Crimson Pack had fallen back then, I would have steadfastly chosen Olivia.”
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“But you betrayed her!” Evelyn retorted viciously before storming out.
“I curse you to spend the rest of your life in regret, never earning her forgiveness!”
Leaning against the door, Olivia heard Theodore mutter to himself. “She will never know. Being with me will only bring her happiness.”
Tears streamed down her face. She realized how deeply his self–deception ran.
The next day, after Theodore left for Crimson Pack headquarters, Olivia went to the Aegis Institute.
“Luna Olivia, you…” began Gina Frost.
“Gina, just call me Olivia, or Cipher if you prefer. Don’t call me Luna anymore.”
She was reclaiming her identity as the Shadow King. Not remaining as Theodore’s mate.
Meanwhile, Theodore arrived at Crimson Pack’s tech division. He found the top systems analyst working at his computer.
“Is it a basic operation to track a vehicle’s past locations by connecting USB to its navigation system in under a minute?”
Theodore asked.
The analyst looked up, adjusting his glasses. “Yes, Alpha. It’s standard procedure for anyone with basic technical knowledge.”
“Could my mate do it?” Theodore pressed, remembering her resume only listed basic administrative work.
The analyst was puzzled. Luna rarely seemed to operate computers in the office.
But to curry favor, he assured Theodore. “Of course, the Luna’s technical skills are more than adequate.”
Theodore breathed a sigh of relief. He told the manager that Luna probably wouldn’t be coming to the office for a while.
The manager said in surprise. “Luna already mentioned this twelve days ago and hasn’t come in since then.”
Theodore’s composed mask cracked dangerously. “Luna hasn’t come in for 12 days?”
The department head confirmed it was indeed the day he had taken her and Evelyn to Onyx Lounge for lunch. All the clues pieced together in his mind.
Her request to destroy the car. Her going to work without his escort. Her resignation.
All of this happened on that day. He felt his control over the situation slipping through his fingers.
“Where is my Luna?” he demanded of the pack enforcer.
“Alpha, Luna is at Aegis Institute.”
She had broken her promise to rest at home during pregnancy. His wolf Logan roared with possessive fury.
He immediately drove there, his hands gripping the steering wheel tightly. Through the reinforced windows, he saw Olivia laughing intimately in conversation with Killian Vance.
The brilliant professor apparently knew his mate better than he had realized. His hands partially shifted, claws extending to grip the steering wheel.
Just then, his phone rang. “Alpha, there’s a new development in the investigation.”
Tracker Silas had found an old photograph. A yellowed photo appeared on the screen.
Killian and twenty–year–old Olivia, both smiling together. They had known each other long ago, likely during her studies in Europe.
His instincts had been right all along. Theodore stormed into the institute.
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His Alpha aura sent weaker wolves scattering in terror. He slammed Killian against the wall, his fist connecting with the
other man’s jaw.
“Vance, you’ve chosen the wrong mate to want!”
