<b>Chapter 174: </b><b>Unable </b><b>to </b><b>Fulfill </b>Matthew’s Wish
<b>Chapter </b>174: Unable to Fulfill Matthew’s Wish
<b>(</b><b>God’s </b>POV)
“Twenty million,” Den Shaw’s voice carried a note of satisfaction through the phone.
Theodore Redgrave tossed Can Mooncrest’s business card into the trash and said, “Fine.”
Captain Ryker left with th e phone, brushing past Isadora Redgrave who stood at the door. Isadora <b>rushed </b><b>in</b><b>, </b>her voice filled with desperation.
“If Olivia finds out the truth, she’ll never forgive you! Brother! Don’t do something stupid!”
“Matthew Kane is surrounded by his guard, and the security <b>at </b>tomorrow’s marking ceremony will <b>be </b>imprable. The assassin won’t seed.”
“If the killer is caught, how can you guarantee he won’t give up Den, and that Den won’t give <b>you </b><b>up</b><b>?</b><b>” </b>
Theodore simply ced a medical report into her hand. “Give this to Olivia. If she sees this report <b>and </b>doesn’t go through with the marking to Matthew Kane, I will terminate all actions.”
He didn’t know why Matthew was so afraid of Olivia learning the truth about her heart condition, but it was a gamble he had to take.
Isadora flipped through Olivia ckwood’s medical file, her eyes widening when she saw the diagnosis <b>that </b>her heart was approaching the critical point of failure.
“Okay,” she agreed, “You must wait for my news. Don’t act prematurely.”
(Olivia’s POV)
The next day, Matthew Kane returned to the Kane Estate gardens, while I was taken to a private suite at The Sovereign’s Club. The styling team had been waiting for hours.
I emerged wearing an elegant ivory gown with intricate silver embroidery that wouldplement the mating ritual, and sat before the vanity mirror.
The stylist smiled and praised, “The Alpha King is so fortunate to mark such a beautiful mate.”
I looked at my reflection, my mind drifting to that morning in the infirmary room. I had been woken by Matthew’s gentle nuzzle against my neck, hisrge hand enveloping mine, his fingers gently caressing my silver bracelet as he whispered “beautiful” against my ear.
Knowing he was being affectionate, a blush crept up my cheeks, and I unconsciously touched the bracelet on
my wrist.
The formal marking attire–the flowing gown, the ceremonial cloak, and the delicate silver essories–felt overwhelmingly significant, as if the body I was in wasn’t my own.
I wondered what Matthew’s ceremonial robes would look like, hoping he wouldn’t be in <b>a </b>simp. <b>business </b>
suit.
Taking out my phone, I snapped a picture and sent it to him. A reply came almost <b>instantly</b>: “[My <b>Luna</b>, absolutely stunning.]”
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A <b>wider </b><b>smile </b><b>bloomed </b>on my face. [Let me see what <b>you’re </b><b>wearing</b>?1
<b>After </b>a <b>short </b>wait, his <b>picture </b>came through. He was holding Aurora<b>, </b><b>who </b>was dressed <b>in </b>a <b>tiny </b>ceremonial outfit.
Matthew wore matching deep blue ceremonial robes, simpler than mine but <b>exuding </b>regal <b>authority</b><b>, </b><b>making </b>him look like a true Alpha King preparing for the most important ritual of his life.
Half an hourter, Matthew arrived with arge entourage to escort his mate to the ceremony<b>. </b>My attendants, Rhonda, Dr. Aris Lowell, and Helen, were too intimidated by the Alpha King’s presence <b>to </b>interfere,
He walked straight into the private suite and lifted me into his arms.
I wrapped my arms around his neck, my face flushed from the weight of the ceremonial jewelry<b>, </b><b>making </b><b>me </b>look even more radiant. “Am I heavy?” I asked nervously.
In the car, Matthew carefully arranged my flowing gown before pulling me into his embrace and pressing <b>his </b>lips to my temple.
“You’re too thin,” he murmured, “I need to take better care of you.”
I shot him a yful look. “My lipstick.”
Matthew gently wiped the corner of my lips, his eyes soft and filled with a lingering devotion.
I was flustered by how seamlessly he had slipped into the role of a devoted mate in just two days<b>, </b>while I <b>still </b>felt a bit overwhelmed. Was this the effortless confidence of a powerful Alpha King?
We arrived at The Sovereign’s Club and spent hours greeting a stream of distinguished pack leaders and dignitaries.
Afterwards, he carried me back to the private preparation room, dismissing everyone. He sat me on hisp and began massaging my calves, his expression asposed as ever.
“Are you tired?” he asked.
My face instantly warmed, and I shook my head, trying to push his hands away. “I’m not tired.”
When he noticed my flustered expression, he asked, “What’s wrong?”
“It tickles, it really tickles,” I confessed.
He captured my hand, his gaze locking with mine. His usuallymanding golden eyes seemed to shimmer under the light.
He wrapped his arm around my waist, lifted my face, and stared deeply into my eyes as if trying to see into my very soul.
I couldn’t help but feel shy. “My Luna,” he said, his voice soft, “I’ll be in your care from now on.”
Before I could reply, he kissed me, a deep, passionate kiss that filled the room with the warmth of our
strengthening mate bond.
He helped me adjust my gown and took my hand. “I have to prepare for the ceremony. <b>I’ll </b><b>ha </b>some food, don’t go hungry.”
He had thought of everything.
<b>em </b><b>send </b>
As Matthew turned to leave, I grabbed his hand. He sped it in his, his gentle eyes <b>meeting </b><b>mine</b>.
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“Thank you,” I said, <b>looking </b><b>up </b>at his handsome face<b>, </b><b>a </b>warmth rushing <b>to </b><b>my </b>heart and <b>coloring </b><b>my </b>cheek “My Alpha.”
I had gripped his hand tightly, mustering all my courage.
In that instant, his hands found my waist, lifting me up. He held me close, his other hand tilting <b>my </b><b>face </b>towards his.
His heart trembled, and an irrepressible smile spread from the corners of his lips. His eyes <b>traced </b><b>my </b>features, wanting to carve my image into his very soul.
“My mate,” he said, his voice husky with emotion, “say it again?”
Before I could respond, his lips captured mine. I melted into the kiss, my arms wrapping around his neck as I whispered like a contented she–wolf, “Matthew… my Alpha… my King…”
A knock from Beta Tristan summoned Matthew back to the ceremony preparations. “I’ll step out for a moment,” Matthew said to me, smiling. Tristan stared for a moment<b>, </b>stunned to see the Alpha King actually smiling, before hurrying to follow.
Not long after, there was another knock. Assuming it was the food Matthew had ordered, I called out, “<b>Come </b>in.”
But it was Isadora Redgrave who pushed the door open.
I was surprised but remainedposed, my feelings toward Isadoraplex but not hostile, especially <b>after </b>her previous warning about Theodore’s schemes.
“Olivia,” Isadora said, cing a medical report on the vanity. “This is your health report.”
I didn’t even look at it. “Did Theodore send you?”
Isadora quietly confirmed.
“My body is fine,” I stated tly.
Isadora, however, was desperate to prevent her brother from doing something irreversible. “Olivia, your body has a serious problem. Your heart is in very bad shape. You can’t bear any more pups.” <fn353c> ???s ??????? ?s ?????? ?? fin?novel</fn353c>
She opened the report, and in that moment, she felt as if she could hear my heart breaking.
She watched as I took the report, my hands trembling as I read, my once–brilliant eyes instantly dimming.
“Olivia, don’tplete the marking with Matthew, okay?” Isadora pleaded, knowing that the kind–hearted
Olivia would never burden him with this truth.
This was why Matthew had hidden it from me.
I seemed to regain myposure, tossing the report into the trash. “This is one of Theodore’s <b>tricks</b>. I won’t
be fooled again. Please leave.”
Isadora insisted it was true, but I had already summoned the guards to escort her out.
Once the preparation room was empty, I took out my phone. Using my skills, I hacked into The R
Infirmary’s internalwork.
The file from theprehensive examination Theodore had arranged was gone, destroyed. But I <b>found </b><b>the </b>original data from a separate check–up I had done myself.
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<b>The </b>data <b>had </b>been altered. The cardiology department had ssified my <b>case </b>as severe.
My hand trembled as I essed my medical file through the securework. My eyes widened in horror<b>, </b><b>and </b>tears instantly streamed down my face.
Just then, the door was pushed open. A familiar deep voice reached my ears, calling my <b>name</b><b>. </b>
“My mate…”
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