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Chapter 89: My mate wants to reject me, wishful thinking!
(Theodore’s POV)
Fire trucks, ambulances, and police cars arrived one after another, surrounding the Pack Council Building. Their sirens blared incessantly, creating a cacophony that echoed through the night.
Inside the vast Pack Council Building, a rustling sound spread like wildfire. The Alpha’s Sentinels, holding silver–edged blades, fanned out and began a floor–by–floor search.
The Bodyguard Captain approached me, presenting the building’s floor plans and the accommodation arrangements for the various political delegations. His hands trembled slightly as he spread the documents before me.
“Find Matthew Kane’s residence,” I commanded, my voice cutting through the chaos like a blade.
“Eighth floor!” the captain immediately identified, his finger stabbing at the blueprint.
Consumed by a fury that threatened to erupt from my dark eyes, I didn’t care about Matthew’s status as Alpha King. No
one who took my mate from under my nose would leave Stonehaven City alive.
I split my men into two groups and stormed toward the eighth floor. My boots thundered against the marble stairs as we
ascended.
(Olivia’s POV)
Matthew’s assistant rushed into Matthew’s suite, her face flushed with urgency. She barely paused to catch her breath
before delivering her report.
“Alpha King, Theodore Redgrave’s sentries are searching their way up. It seems he knows Cipher is here, they’re closing in
from both ends of the eighth floor.”
Her voice carried a note of alarm as she continued. “Those men are carrying silver weapons, while Matthew’s room is right
in the middle.”
She suggested calling the special enforcement team, but I interrupted her immediately. My heart raced as I realized the
danger we were all in.
“Listen to me, I can handle this,” I said firmly, my voice cutting through her panic.
I was worried that if Theodore’s obsessive Alpha nature clashed with the special enforcement team, it would result in
bloodshed. I absolutely could not let Matthew be dragged into this crisis.
Matthew showed absolute trust in me. He nodded once to his assistant, dismissing her with a subtle gesture.
After she left, I looked at Matthew with determination. “Matthew, lie on top of me.”
I felt a bit embarrassed as I lay down on the bed. This would make us look like lovers, but it was our only option.
Matthew smiled and very gentlemanly bowed to me. “Excuse me,” he said softly, then carefully positioned himself above
- me.
The scent of grass after rain on him was pleasant and calming. I felt as if my heart skipped a beat at his proximity.
Just then, the door burst open with a loud bang. Theodore rushed in like a hurricane, his eyes blazing with murderous
rage.
“How dare you touch my mate, you’re asking for death!” he roared, immediately swinging his fist viciously toward
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Matthew’s face.
Matthew easily caught Theodore’s wrist, his reflexes lightning–fast. His grip was firm but controlled, showing his superior strength without unnecessary violence.
“What are you doing?” I screamed, immediately activating my psychic ability.
Ever since Zoe had awakened, I discovered my mental powers had advanced to another level. I could now alter the images that surrounding werewolves saw.
In Theodore’s and his warriors‘ eyes, I was merely a beautiful woman with the same hair color and similar voice as Olivia. The illusion was perfect, masking my true identity completely.
“Not the Luna-” a warrior’s voice rang out from behind Theodore, confusion evident in his tone.
Theodore’s eyes showed deep disappointment as I calmly met his gaze. My heart remained completely unmoved by his anguish.
Theodore’s hopes shattered like glass, and he turned to leave. His shoulders sagged with defeat, but then his gaze fell upon a wardrobe.
As he reached out to pull the handle, I feigned panic and shouted desperately. “What are you doing? Those are important documents!”
Theodore’s eyes met Matthew’s cool, unperturbed stare. The tension in the room was thick enough to cut with a knife.
Just as his hand tightened on the handle, one of his Sentinels rushed in breathlessly. “Alpha Theodore, we’ve found her! The Luna’s phone signal is in the Grand Dining Hall!”
A wave of relief washed over the room, but Theodore’s suspicion lingered like a dark cloud. He quickly pulled open the wardrobe door anyway.
The wardrobe was empty except for a safe inside. Nothing more, nothing less.
Matthew said to him calmly, his voice carrying the authority of a true Alpha King. “Alpha Theodore, your anxiety for your partner is understandable. But don’t let there be a next time.”
Knowing he was wrong, Theodore answered briefly. “After I find my partner, I will apologize to you, Alpha King Kane.”
Then he hurriedly left with his warriors, their footsteps echoing down the corridor. From a window on the ninth floor, I
watched his threatening figure disappear into the night.
It was nearly ten o’clock. The city lights twinkled below like scattered diamonds.
(Theodore’s POV)
Back in the Grand Dining Hall, the search was fruitless. My warriors had torn the place apart, but there was no sign of
Olivia.
Frantic but still rational, I picked up Leo and faced the media’s live cameras. The bright lights felt harsh against my exhausted eyes.
“Leo, tell Mommy to come back for your birthday,” I said, my voice barely steady.
Leo, sensing his father’s trembling fear, cried out desperately. “Mommy! Come back for my birthday! Dad and I miss you
so much!”
The boy’s sobs intensified, breaking my heart into pieces. “Mommy, please come back. Leo won’t be naughty anymore, I won’t call Aunt Clara mommy, and I won’t play with Rosie…”
The sight of the pup’s desperate plea moved the crowd. They began to whisper among themselves, speculating if Olivia
had met with foul play or simply run away from her mate.
As the clock’s hands moved to ten o’clock sharp, my phone chimed with the unique notification I’d set for Olivia’s emails. It was a sound that had haunted my dreams during her two years abroad for training.
I clung to it like a lifeline, my anxiety momentarily suppressed as I opened the email. But the words on the screen caused the blood to drain from my face.
I muttered in disbelief, “My mate wants to reject me?”
Caleb Thorne, hearing me, grabbed the phone from my trembling hands. His eyes widened as he read the contents.
“A rejection agreement! Livvy is demanding you leave with nothing but Leo! The reason is… mate bond deterioration and the Alpha’s infidelity?”
When I reached for our partner bond, I found my chest empty. I could no longer feel their partner bond at all.
Caleb looked up at my frozen, tormented face. “How could she know…”
As his voice fell and the crowd erupted in an uproar, a picture suddenly appeared on the giant screen in the banquet hall. Leo pulled on my hand and exclaimed excitedly, “Dad, Mom is there!“
