Chapter 111: Reunion: He Had Her for a Whole Decade
Chapter 111: Reunion: He Had Her for a Whole Decade
(Olivia’s POV)
Looking at Theodore’s familiar yet strange face gradually approaching, I woke up from the nightmare. The door suddenly
burst open.
My panicked gaze met Matthew’s calm and deep amber eyes. “Liv, did you have a nightmare?” he asked softly.
I curled up on the bed, my voice trembling as I tried to calm myself. “I’m fine, Matthew.”
I watched as Matthew issued a low command through the pack link. Soon, the Omega servant Matilda brought a bowl of calming moonlight grass tea.
She gently wiped the cold sweat from my forehead and gave Matthew a meaningful look. “Poor girl, she must have been frightened by something terrible. It would be best if someone stays with her all night,” Matilda suggested softly.
I took the teacup with trembling hands. The black liquid reflected my now somewhat calmer face, and I felt a bit shy.
“I’m okay, it was just a dream, you can go about your business, Matthew.”
Matthew stood in the doorway, neither entering nor leaving. Until Matilda left, and he closed the door for me.
He didn’t say another word.
Sleep now impossible, I turned on my new laptop and activated my Cipher system. Information about Silvanus Thorne’s
case immediately appeared on my screen.
His frozen bank account had been completely emptied. The theft executed with a technique disturbingly familiar to my
own methods.
I was a little uneasy at the thought of that building rendering my psychic abilities useless. I immediately began tracing the
stolen funds.
But the digital trail wasn’t just blocked–it was completely destroyed by someone with exceptional skills. The bank robbery case was far from over.
A mastermind was still pulling the strings behind Silvanus Thorne, who had vanished without a trace after jumping into
the river. Not even a body recovered.
I decided to start my investigation from within the bank. Someone had to be an inside accomplice for anyone to so easily
steal frozen funds from a high–security werewolf financial institution.
The next morning at the Kane Citadel’s grand dining hall, Victoria Kane proposed a journey. “Do you have time to visit my ancestral territory today? You’ve just returned to us, and now with Olivia here, you should see your grandparents‘ graves and pay proper respects.”
The place was in Port Silverwood, requiring an overnight stay. I hesitated, my thoughts turning to the young pup
I’d
grown
so fond of.
“I promised to spend a few days with Elara…” I explained that since my investigation was mostly resolved, I wanted to spend time with Killian’s daughter before potentially leaving again.
Especially with the anniversary of the child’s mother’s death approaching.
Victoria’s eyes widened at the mention of a pup, her protective instincts flaring. But Matthew calmly clarified, “Olivia’s goddaughter.”
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Relieved that there wasn’t another Alpha’s offspring to complicate matters, Victoria’s concern shifted to the couple’s
distant demeanor toward each other.
To solve everything at once, she suggested, “Why don’t we bring the pup here to the citadel to stay? And let the child’s father come as well for a few days.”
The plan was solidified when Beta Tristan noted that “Professor Vance” had been trying to contact the “King” through official channels. To coordinate on an urgent matter.
I spent the day at the Sovereign Bank, conferring with Alpha Asher White about the investigation. “I suspect the mastermind is Caelan Mooncrest,” Alpha Asher said.
He explained his theory with growing anger. “Your k********g was likely orchestrated by him. Cynthia Mooncrest has been trying to reclaim her position as Matthew’s intended mate for years.”
“Caelan desperately wants to restore their pack’s alliance with Kane. Your presence as Matthew’s chosen mate threatens
their entire political strategy.”
He was furious on my behalf, his wolf bristling as he threatened to confront Matthew. About how his unresolved past entanglements were endangering his mate.
But I calmly placed a restraining hand on the older Alpha’s arm. “There’s no need, Uncle Asher. Matthew and I will be returning to the citadel in two days.”
“Please let me know if you discover anything else about the Mooncrest connection.”
Seeing my elegance and thoughtfulness, Alpha White firmly stated that he would not let the attack on Luna go
unpunished.
(Third–person’s POV)
Olivia didn’t know that, from the window of his study across the courtyard, Matthew watched her diligent silhouette as
she worked. Even as he continued signing territorial documents and pack treaties.
Meanwhile, at the Athenaeum, Theodore sat watching a news report about the k********g by the Citadel Canal. The victim rescued and the kidnapper having escaped by jumping into the water.
A blurry photo of the kidnapper was shown on screen, but Theodore’s focus was elsewhere entirely.
Killian Vance, seeing the cordon of Crimson Pack enforcers surrounding his home and his phone still confiscated by
Theodore’s sentinels, confronted the Alpha directly.
“If Olivia finds out what you’re doing here, she’ll only be less likely to forgive you,” Killian said, trying to reason with the
increasingly unstable Alpha.
“My allies in the Shadow Syndicate will realize I’m missing by tomorrow… You’ll have to let us go then. Give up. Let Olivia
go,”
But Theodore was lost in his own desperate thoughts. His mind replaying Olivia’s voice on the phone, her promise to return tomorrow echoing in his head.
“Give up?” he uttered with a bitter, broken smile, his eyes bloodshot with exhaustion and the strain of their severed mate
bond.
For him, that was an absolute impossibility. The loneliness was overwhelming, drowning what remained of his sanity.
At night, in the silent Athenaeum, messages from his enforcers kept flooding through the pack link. “Alpha, we cannot locate the Luna at any hotel or her known safe houses.”
Theodore sat in the darkened living room, his deep brown eyes fixed obsessively on the main entrance.
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Images of Olivia consumed his fevered mind–from the bright, spirited young she–wolf he’d first met to the elegant, powerful woman she’d become.
He had possessed her as his mate for a whole decade. Marked her, claimed her, made her bear his pup.
Their completely shattered partner bond ached in his chest. Always ending with the image of her leaving him,
heartbroken and resolute.
His heart hurt so much he could barely breathe, his wolf Logan howling inside him.
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Suddenly, the front door was pushed open. A slender figure appeared in the darkness, footsteps approaching from the
entryway.
Her familiar silhouette gradually becoming clear in his desperate gaze.
A clear and gentle voice, unmistakably Olivia’s, called out, “Killian? Elara? Are you home?”
