hapter 139: I Want You to Ruin Their Wedding
(Olivia’s POV)
She knew, of course, that she was his mate. Ipletely missed the subtext in Matthew’s words, simply thinking, “He probably has something important to discuss with me.”
Matthew released me, his heart feeling as if it were being filled with cold, leaking water, an unsettling sensation.
My phone rang, and I answered immediately. ra’s sweet voice came through the speaker.
“Aunt Olivia, will Aurora being back for the marking ceremony?” ra asked with such caring warmth. “I miss her so much.”
I nced at Matthew, but he had turned his gaze out the window, lookingpletely unapproachable. The tension in his shoulders was unmistakable.
“She’s noting,” I said softly, trying to keep the disappointment from my voice.
ra’s voice brightened with excitement. “Aunt Olivia, can I be a flower girl at your ceremony? I would love to throw petals for you!”
My heart warmed at her enthusiasm. “I’ll ask Matthew for you, sweetheart.”
The phone was then passed to Killian, whose familiar voice filled my ear. “Olivia, could you apany ra to the Sunstone Fairgrounds tomorrow? She’s been asking about it for days.”
“Of course,” I readily agreed, always happy to spend time with the little girl.
As I spoke, I felt the atmosphere in the embrace around me grow heavy and cold. Matthew’s entire body had gone rigid against mine.
After ending the call, I gently approached the topic. “Matthew, ra asked if she could be a flower girl for our ceremony.”
Instead of answering directly, he countered with unexpected intensity. “Let’s bring Aurora to the marking ceremony, shall we? I miss her.”
My breath caught. “Matthew, I don’t think that’s wise. What if Theodore sees her? And how would we exin her existence to your parents?<b>” </b>
Sensing my turmoil, Matthew cupped my face in his hands. His gaze was deep and unwavering, burning with conviction.
“Aurora is my daughter, their granddaughter,” he stated with profound seriousness. Each word carried the weight of
absolute truth.
“She is my daughter. I have her guardianship, custody, and pack rights.”
Tears sprang to my eyes at the fierce protection in his voice. No one had ever imed my children with such unwavering certainty.
He pulled me into a full, heartfelt embrace – a first for us. His arms encircled mepletely, creating a sanctuary of warmth and safety.
“Olivia, let’s bring Aurora over and register her on my pack records,” he whispered against my hair.
“I want both Aurora and ra to be our flower children. No more uncertainties, no more questions about her ce in <b>our </b>family.”
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<b>Overwhelmed </b><b>by </b><b>his </bmitment and <b>the </b>profound sense of family he was offering, I hugged him tightly. <b>My </b><b>face </b><b>pressed </b><b>against </b><b>his </b><b>chest </b><b>as </b>tears of relief and gratitude flowed <b>freely</b>.
<b>For </b><b>the </b><b>first </b>time in so long, I felt like I truly belonged somewhere.
<b>As </b><b>he </b>held me, Matthew’s voice grew gentler but carried a note of concern. “Why did you call Killian first when you were in danger<b>?</b><b>” </b>
Still nestled in his arms, I exined logically. “It’s impossible to get through to your phone. It would block any unknown number<b>, </b>especially awork call, gging it as spam.”
My rational exnation seemed to soothe the unease that had been troubling him. His shoulders rxed slightly.
“Set my number up properly,” he said, his tone softening. “Call me next time.”
“Okay,” I replied simply, meaning itpletely.
Upon our arrival at the Kane Citadel, we were immediately confronted by a sight that made my blood run cold.
(Cynthia’s POV)
I threw myself at Matthew’s feet the moment he stepped out of the car. Desperation wed at my throat as words tumbled out.
“Matthew, please! I’m begging you to spare my brother, Can, and the Mooncrest Pack!”
My voice cracked with desperation. “Our families have been friends for generations! Surely that means something!”
Matthewpletely ignored me, his attention solely focused on Olivia. He guided her gently toward the manor entrance, arranging for calming moonlight tea to be prepared.
The tenderness he showed her was like a dagger to my heart. Every gentle touch, every protective gesture – it should have
been mine.
Desperate beyond reason, I dropped to my knees before Olivia. My forehead struck the marble floor again and again as I kowtowed repeatedly.
“Please, Luna, I’m begging you!” Blood began to trickle down my face, but I didn’t care. “Show mercy!”
Olivia recoiled in shock, stepping behind Matthew for protection. But he remained unmoved, his expression carved from
ice.
“Your brother must pay for his mistakes,” Matthew stated with cold finality.
My heart shatteredpletely at his rejection. Through my tears, I asked the question that had haunted me for years. <fn7ae4> ???s ??????? ?s ?????? ?? findnovel</fn7ae4>
“Did you ever have any feelings for me? Any at all?”
His gaze met mine, and what I saw there destroyed myst hope. “Before you hurt Olivia, I always left you some leeway.”
His voice was like winter itself. “But you hurt her. Now there is nothing.”
With <b>a </b>subtle gesture, he summoned Beta Tristan and pack enforcers. They moved toward me with professional efficiency.
“Remove her from the premises,” Matthewmanded without sparing me another nce.
I walked out of Kane Manor in a daze, my world crumbling around me. Can’s butler waited by a ck sedan, his <b>face </b><b>grim</b>.
“Miss, your brother is waiting,” he said quietly.
The ride to the medical facility passed in a blur. I was quickly escorted to Can’s <b>hospital </b>room<b>, </b><b>expecting </b><b>to </b><b>find </b><b>my </b>
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Instead, I discovered a man who terrified me to my very core – Den Shaw – sitting casually on the sofa. His presence filled the room with menace.
Can’s voice was sharp with anger when he saw me. “You fool! Begging Matthew like somemon omega! You’ve humiliated our entire family!”
His eyes zed with fury. “Fortunately, Alpha Shaw here has arranged a way to clear me and our pack of all charges.”
My blood turned to ice as understanding dawned. Nothing came free, especially <i>not </i><i>from </i>someone like Den Shaw.
“Of course, this is a transaction,” Can continued coldly. “And you know exactly how <i>you </i>should properly thank him.”
The meaning was crystal clear. I was the price of his freedom, a bargaining chip to be traded away.
My hope of ever bing Matthew’s partner had beenpletely shattered. And now my own brother saw me as nothing more than a chess piece.
Can’s voice turned businesslike. “As long as I am released, you can have your mating ceremony with Alpha Shaw
immediately.”
He gestured toward Den with casual indifference. “He can take you back today.”
The car ride with Den was a nightmare I couldn’t wake from. His hands roamed my body impatiently, unbuttoning my
blouse and pulling at my clothes.
I endured his assault, my heart burning with rage from Matthew’s rejection and my brother’s ultimate betrayal. The taste
of vengeance filled my mouth like poison.
Looking at the man beside me, my heart filled with a venomous desire for revenge. If I couldn’t have happiness, then
neither could she.
“I want you to ruin their marking ceremony,” I gritted out through clenched teeth. “The Alpha I can’t have – she won’t have
him either.”
Den’s smile was predatory as he handed me a thick file. His hands continued their assault, tearing away my remaining
dignity.
He lifted me onto him, thrusting upward with brutal impatience. The scent of nicotine and cruelty clung to his skin.
Even as he vited me, I forced myself to focus on the report in my trembling hands. My eyes widened with disbelief as I
read.
“She not only has a son, but also a daughter,” I whispered in shock. “And because of a broken mate bond, she suffers from a severe illness and cannot bear any more pups.”