Chapter 188: Darkness, he kissed her
Chapter 188: Darkness, he kissed her
Chapter 188: Darkness, he kissed her
(Olivia’s POV)
Matthew gently stroked my hair, his gaze as soft as a spring breeze. I waited for his answer about why he drank from my glass, my heart still pounding from the intimate gesture.
Before he could reply, Alpha Asher White chuckled warmly. “Isn’t it normal for a mate to drink what his Luna left?”
The words hit me like cold water. Of course. Matthew had drunk my champagne to avoid arousing suspicion in front of our hosts.
Thinking about his somewhat germaphobic personality, I felt a pang of unease. He must have forced himself to do it for appearances. I instinctively stepped back, and he withdrew his hand.
Alpha Asher seized the moment, gesturing toward his companion. “Olivia, let me introduce you. This is Commander Garrett Flint, the head of our Arcane Intelligence Division.”
Commander Garrett stepped forward, his expression skeptical as he studied me. “He’s developing a crime prediction system called the Oracle Engine and heard you helped me c***k that supernatural trafficking case. He’d like to invite you as a consultant.”
I could see the doubt in Commander Garrett’s eyes. He couldn’t imagine this young, beautiful she–wolf, the Alpha King’s mate, was the legendary “Cipher” he needed. He probably thought I was just a privileged Luna relying on my mate’s status.
Despite Commander Garrett’s visible doubt, I greeted him professionally. “It’s a pleasure to meet you, Commander.”
“The system’s main challenge is predicting rogue wolves with no prior pack affiliations who might turn violent,” Garrett explained, his tone suggesting he held little hope for a solution from me. “Traditional methods fail because these wolves have no traceable history.”
Sensing my unease, Matthew took my hand. His warm, dry palm offered silent encouragement through our mate bond. The simple touch steadied me, reminding me of my capabilities.
Bolstered by his support, I proposed a novel idea. “We can make pack sentries the system’s eyes.”
Commander Garrett raised an eyebrow. “Explain.”
“Border patrol wolves observe behavioral patterns daily. We could use their field observations, combined with
layered data filtering, scent recognition, and intelligent behavior simulation to create a truly predictive
system.”
My confidence grew as I spoke, the familiar thrill of strategic thinking taking over. “Instead of relying on past
records, we predict future actions based on real–time behavioral analysis.”
Matthew’s eyes lit up with pride and something deeper. His thumb traced gentle circles on my hand, his
admiration evident.
Commander Garrett looked impressed despite himself, but remained pragmatic. “The concept sounds too
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perfect to be practical, Luna”
I gently corrected him. Please call me ‘Cipher‘ or ‘Olivia”
Then I surprised him by pulling out a business card from my purse. This is my company, Shield Chair Technology. We specialize in predictive security systems.”
The revelation shocked both Garrett and Alpha Asher. Their expressions shifted from polite interest to
genuine surprise.
“You’re not just a pampered Luna,” Commander Garrett said, finally showing real interest. “You’re an
entrepreneur.”
“I’ve been developing similar systems for years,” I replied. “The Oracle Engine project aligns perfectly with my
research.”
(Theodore’s POV)
I sat on the balcony, staring across at Olivia’s master bedroom window. The distance felt like an ocean, but i
could still see everything clearly.
Matthew carried the slightly drunk Olivia into the bedroom. My heart clenched as I watched him lay her
gently on the bed and lean over her.
My wolf roared in my mind, experiencing excruciating pain with every intimate moment between them. The mate bond might be severed, but the phantom ache remained, tearing through me like silver claws.
As if sensing my presence, Matthew looked directly toward my window. Our eyes met across the distance for
one burning moment.
Then he shut the curtains, plunging me into darkness.
A guttural rage erupted from my throat. I smashed my fist against the marble balustrade repeatedly, blood
spattering the stone.
The physical pain was nothing compared to the tearing agony in my heart. My mind replayed the scene endlessly, tortured by the thought that Aurora was conceived through such intimacy with another Alpha.
“Alpha,” Captain Ryker’s voice cut through my fury. “The adjacent building is already guarded by Matthew’s elite guard. They’ve positioned assistants next to all fire facilities.”
The news deepened my despair, ruthlessly reminding me of my own powerlessness. I was trapped here, forced to watch the woman I loved with another man.
Blood dripped from my knuckles onto the marble below. Each drop felt like another piece of my soul bleeding
away.
(God’s POV)
Inside the bedroom, Matthew tried to coax Olivia to drink some moonlight herb tea. He had deliberately asked Matilda to prepare it in advance to ease her slight intoxication.
“No, it tastes bitter,” she mumbled against his collarbone her voice drowsy. “I feel queasy.”
Just then, Dr. Aris Lowell arrived, carrying
blend tea for Luna Olivia.”
Added to the library
ne sent me with this special healing
The moment Olivia smelled its sweet aroma, she changed her mind. “I want to drink that.”
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kissed Tou
Matthew’s expression cooled instantly. He recognized this as a gesture from Theodore, delivered through the
healer.
“Thank you, Doctor. You may go,” he dismissed Dr. Aris curtly.
Now he looked down at two cups on the nightstand–one from him, one from his rival. The contrast was stark: bitter medicine versus sweet comfort.
He held Olivia’s face gently, his voice dropping to a low whisper. “Were you moved because Theodore blocked
the silver knife for you?”
Confusion and hurt flashed in her eyes. She shook her head, tears welling up. ‘No, Matthew. You were the one who truly protected me.”
He leaned in, kissing away a tear that escaped down her cheek. The salt taste lingered on his lips.
Then he switched off the lights, plunging the room into complete darkness.
In the blackness, he took a mouthful of his own bitter tea. Before Olivia could protest, he brought his lips to
hers.
Her eyes widened in shock as he kissed her, forcing the liquid into her mouth. The bitter herbs mixed with the warmth of his kiss.
“Just drink my cup,” he murmured against her lips, his voice carrying deep, possessive meaning. “I drank too. We’ll share the bitter and the sweet.”
Olivia was overwhelmed, defenseless against his intensity. The darkness made everything more intimate, more overwhelming.
He kept kissing her, his lips moving against hers with desperate hunger. Each kiss tasted of moonlight herbs and something uniquely him.
In the darkness, he kept kissing her endlessly.
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