Chapter 192: When will you let your mom give you a little brother?
Chapter 192: When will you let your mom give you a little brother?
(Olivia’s POV)
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Matthew paused, his intense gaze fixed on my hands pressed against his chest in resistance. I could feel the
tension in his muscles as he forced himself to calm down, though his eyes continued to roam over my face with an intensity that made my breath catch.
His hands tightened around me, holding me captive as he asked softly, “Is it also true that you’re remarrying
your ex–mate?”
The memory of our intimate night flooded my mind unbidden. Heat rushed to my cheeks as I remembered his touch, his whispered words, the way he’d made me feel completely his. I couldn’t meet his piercing gaze,
shaking my head quickly.
“No.”
His gentle voice was a stark contrast to the overwhelming, non–negotiable aura he exuded. Every instinct told
me that any wrong word could lead to unimaginable consequences. This was the Alpha King, and I was
treading on dangerous ground.
His mood visibly brightened at my denial. Before I could protest, he gently pulled me onto his lap, his arms
encircling me possessively.
“Why do you want Aurora’s custody back?” he asked, his voice deceptively calm.
I remained silent, unable to voice the real reason – that I needed distance from him, from this suffocating pull
between us that threatened to destroy what little resolve I had left.
He stroked my hair with surprising tenderness. “What reason could be more important than Aurora’s healthy
growth?”
Then he leaned in, his warm breath tickling my ear as he whispered, “To the outside world, you are my Luna.
Don’t casually say things like letting me choose a she–wolf I like. Not even when you’re angry. Be careful of
prying ears.”
I glanced towards the door and spotted a fleeting shadow. Someone had been listening. My heart sank as I realized how trapped I truly was.
Defeated, I found myself acquiescing when he offered to have Gamma Joric arrange an early training program for Aurora at the pack’s pup center. I knew it was the best and safest option, even though my original suggestion had just been an excuse to create distance between us.
“Fine,” I whispered, hating how weak I sounded.
(God’s POV)
Meanwhile, in a corner of the Kane Estate gardens, Audrey clutched her phone with trembling fingers. Her voice was urgent as she spoke to the man on the other end.
“They’re really separated,” she insisted, her eyes gleaming with malicious satisfaction. “I have proof. They have a formal dissolution agreement.”
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She schemed to expose the document, believing the public deception would ruin Matthew’s reputation and halt his consolidation of power as Alpha King. Her mind was filled with images of Matthew’s gentleness towards Olivia, the way he’d seemingly saved her during the pack gathering.
That moment had made her heart flutter with desperate longing. But her infatuation had quickly turned to burning jealousy as she watched them together on the shore, with Matthew being so attentive and his
formidable Beta, Tristan, waiting on Olivia hand and foot.
Suddenly, her life as a minor noble felt meaningless. She coveted the power and affection Olivia commanded so effortlessly, and she would do anything to tear it away from her.
“I’ll make sure everyone sees what a fraud she really is,” Audrey whispered into the phone, her voice dripping with venom.
(Olivia’s POV)
Sensing my dejection, Matthew had Tristan give me a task to lift my spirits. “Investigate a rogue named Roric ‘The Crow‘ Blackwater,” Tristan explained, setting up a laptop for me. “He’s the source of the recent rumors.”
I immediately brightened, grateful for something to focus on besides the suffocating tension. My fingers flew across the keyboard as I became engrossed in the work, feeling more like myself than I had in days.
It was then that Audrey approached us, her face flushed with determination. But Tristan skillfully intercepted her before she could reach Matthew.
“I have crucial information for the Alpha King,” she declared, her voice carrying across the garden. “I demand to speak with him directly.”
Tristan remained calm, his expression professionally neutral. “I’ll relay your message. What’s the nature of this information?”
“I won’t proceed without his personal guarantee of my safety,” Audrey insisted, clutching something to her chest.
Tristan’s eyes narrowed slightly. “Wait for my reply. And I suggest you don’t share your ‘evidence‘ with anyone else until then.”
His tone was polite but carried an unmistakable warning. Audrey’s face paled as she realized she was being effectively neutralized.
The atmosphere at dinner grew tense from the moment we sat down. Elder Fenris was initially charmed by Aurora, cooing over her and praising her beauty. But soon, her attention turned to me with laser–like focus.
“When are you going to let your mom give you a little brother?” she asked pointedly, directing the question at Aurora but clearly intending it for me,
My face turned white. The blood drained from my cheeks as every eye at the table turned to me. I had already sensed the elder she–wolf’s disapproval throughout the evening, but this direct attack left me feeling completely humiliated.
Aurora looked confused, glancing between Elder Fenris and me with innocent eyes. “What’s a little brother, Mama?”
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The question hung in the air like a blade. I felt a wave of relief that our separation was real – I couldn’t imagine enduring this scrutiny for the rest of my life.
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Barrett Kane cleared his throat uncomfortably. “Mother, perhaps we should focus on enjoying our meal.”
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But Elder Fenris wasn’t finished. “The girl needs siblings. A proper Luna provides heirs for the bloodline.”
It was Matthew who finally came to my defense, his voice cutting through the tension like steel.
“Grandmother, this is a private matter between Olivia and me.”
Elder Fenris huffed, her displeasure evident. “Private matters become pack business when they affect the royal line.”
Barrett tried to soothe her, his voice diplomatic. “Matthew has it under control. What’s meant to be will be.”
But his words only made me feel worse. They reminded me of the beautiful she–wolves Elder Fenris had no doubt arranged for Matthew’s consideration. I was just a temporary inconvenience, an outsider who would eventually be replaced.
Quietly, I pulled my hand from Matthew’s grasp under the table.
After the uncomfortable meal, I headed for my room, desperate to escape the suffocating atmosphere. But Tristan stopped me in the hallway, his expression apologetic.
“The Alpha King needs to speak with someone first,” he explained quietly.
I glanced through the partially open door and saw a tearful Audrey being consoled by Matthew. He was
holding out a tissue for her, his expression gentle and concerned. As she took it, her hand deliberately brushed against his, lingering longer than necessary.
My stomach twisted with an emotion I didn’t want to name. Pushing the scene from my mind, I focused on
business instead.
“I found information on Roric Blackwater,” I reported to Tristan, keeping my voice professional. “He’s been
hired by multiple parties to spread conflicting rumors. Someone’s playing a deeper game.”
Tristan nodded, making mental notes. “Excellent work. The Alpha King will be pleased.”
Just then, Matthew emerged from the room, escorting a now blushing and shy Audrey. They stood close
together as he spoke to her in low tones, and she gazed up at him with obvious adoration.
The sight of them made my resolve crystallize. I wanted to take Aurora and leave immediately, but I knew
Matthew would never allow it.
“Aurora has never experienced a proper pack moonlight ceremony,” he said softly when I tried to excuse myself. “My grandmother has arranged something special.”
I felt utterly powerless and exhausted. The final twenty–three days until our official separation stretched before me like an eternity. I tried one last time to assert some control.
“My company is very busy. I’m heading back first, Alpha King.”
I started to walk past him, but as Imoved, his hand shot out and grabbed mine. Before I could react, I was pulled into his embrace, his arms wrapping around me possessively.
“You’re not going anywhere,” he murmured against my ear, his voice carrying the absolute authority of an Alpha King who was used to getting his way.
