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I’d juste outside to put the trash in the bin when a cold, mocking voice rang out behind me.
“You’re up to your same old tricks, huh? Still making a living by seducing other people’s lovers?”
I’d know that voice anywhere. In my office, outside my home. It was unmistakable.
I turned.
Olivia stood in front of me, her arms crossed. She stared at me down, her eyes ice-cold and piercing.
“So,” she said, walking closer and eying me like a panther stalking her prey, “you’re not dead after all.”
I looked over at her, surprised at her appearance. Of course I’d seen her at the hospital, but her appearance struck me differently
outside of the chaotic environment of the ward.
Olivia used to be elegant and wless, every move purposeful. She dressed as though she’d walked straight out of a fashion
magazine. Now, though, she wore a simple floral dress, her hair in a long, loose braid. She looked familiar.
She looked like me, five years ago.
I thought about my own appearance. I looked more like Olivia’s morous past self now than she did.
“I thought you hated those clothes,” I said, not able to stop myself. “You called them frumpy, didn’t you?”
Olivia shrugged in response. “Julian likes them.”
I was taken aback. Julian liked my old style?
“Don’t get the wrong idea,” Olivia said quickly. “Julian likes me, no matter what I wear. I just felt like trying something different.”
Right, I thought, scoffing at myself. As if Julian ever found the timid, dowdy version of my five year ago self intriguing.
“I don’t know how or why you came back,” Olivia sneered at me, “but stay away from Julian. Don’t ruin someone else’s
marriage.”
Iughed, bitter irony shing through me. “Oh? Like you did mine?”
Olivia stood, arms crossed, not backing down on her deration.
“You know,” I said, chuckling. “Julian and I aren’t legally divorced. Are you implying that the Alphamitted bigamy?”
Olivia’s face twisted. I wondered if she knew he’d never finished the paperwork, or if she’d just found out now. The pleasure of the thought lifted me.
“He will divorce you,” she said. “You’re just getting in the way. If you’d let him go –
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“He thought I was dead for five whole years,” I snapped, “yet he still didn’t sign the papers? Have you considered that I’m not the problem? I signed them a long time ago. I served him the papers.”
“He didn’t care about you,” Olivia insisted. “He barely noticed you were gone. The papers weren’t worth signing. He’s an Alpha, not a lowly she-wolf working at a supermarket.”
I wondered at the fact that neither Julian not Olivia had questioned that I came back a she-wolf, while Olivia had always tortured
me for being a human.
“The Alpha has responsibilities, not time to care about lowly women,” Olivia continued. “You wouldn’t understand.”
“Oh? Then maybe you can tell your very busy Alpha to stop showing up near my building,” I responded. “Tell him to stop tailing my car, and stop randomly appearing in front of me. It would be a great help.”
I realized that, somehow, neither Julian nor Olivia realized that I was healer Amanda. I’d let them keep thinking that. I’d let them
keep underestimating me.
“Stocking shelves at the supermarket keeps me plenty busy.”
Olivia had noeback. She simply watched me as I went about my chores like she’d never appeared at all.
I tossed the trash in the bin, dusted off my hands, and went back inside.
Olivia’s POV
Olivia returned home, her brain busy with thoughts and underlying fury. How could Julian have done something like this to her?
He’d always pursued her, not the other way around.
All these nights Julian had said he was workingte, had he actually been out looking for Amber?
She kept pressing the investigator to track Julian’s car. The private investigator remained hesitant, weary to be caught invading
the Alpha’s privacy. Finally, Olivia offered an amount of money the private investigator couldn’t refuse.
He went out and bought a small tracker. Olivia brought the private investigator topany headquarters, where he ced the
small tag under Julian’s car in the parking garage.
In theing days, it became clear that Julian spent much of his time parked outside of Amber’s house.
Were they seeing each other? Had Amber lied to Olivia when she said she didn’t want Julian anymore? Olivia wouldn’t be
surprised.
Amber had always been a snake. She’d always thwarted Olivia’s ns.
Jealousy burned through Olivia like wildfire. In all these years, Julian had never once slept with her. It didn’t make sense – when she’d broken up with him in university, he’d been heartbroken, pining for her, begging her not to leave.
That damn Amber.
Julian and Olivia were fated mates. He was the Alpha of Thorn Pack. She was the daughter of Obsidian Pack’s Alpha. Obsidian Pack
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was a small, dependent pack under Thorn Pack’s reign, but had its own power. The two Alpha families had arranged marriages going back for generations.
On paper, Olivia and Julian were a good match, meant for each other.
They’d been close in school, as they were familiar to each other,ing from the same world. However, their personalities shed. Julian used her of being spoiled, and Olivia found Julian too serious.
A handsome Gamma warrior had begun showing interest in Olivia, eventually full-on pursuing her. She’d broken up with Julian,
ming the split on the pressure his serious attitude put on her. Julian had been apologetic.
Heartbroken.
And then he’d found a chosen mate.
If Olivia was ever going to lock him down, she needed to have a child. Julian’s real child. Then, they would be bonded together
forever.
She made an appointment with Healer Amber the next day at the hospital.
“Why haven’t you fixed my infertility yet?” sheined. “I need to prepare for pregnancy. I need a baby. Aren’t you supposed
to be some kind of legendary healer? Why can’t you do this?”
Healer Amanda looked up at Olivia over her mask.
“You really want to know why I haven’t treated you yet?” she asked, pulling a report out of a thick folder.
GET IT N…
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