I faced her directly, making sure she saw just how furious I was. “Mother, this has to stop!” I said firmly.
She slowly placed her teacup back on the tray and stood. Her eyes locked onto mine
“I’m only doing what you three should already be doing,” she said, her voice steady and laced with quiet judgment. “The babies in her womb are yours-“
“We’re not even sure of that ye “And even if they are ours,” I said through clenched teeth, “we don’t fucking care. Anita is not our Luna. She’s not your daughter-in-law. She will never be our queen.” Mother’s lips pressed into a thin line. But instead of backing down, she stepped closer, her eyes hard.
Louis snapped, his voice echoing across the room.
“I know Anita made a mistake,” she said slowly. “But if the babies in her belly are truly yours, they deserve love. They deserve to be cared for. I’m doing this for them.” b
My fists clenched at my sides. “Don’t twist this, Mother. You’re not doing this for some unborn children. You’re doing it because you want to control everything-because you think you know what’s best. But you don’t.”
Louis added coldly, “You’ve done enough damage already. Stay out of it.”
Her eyes shimmered with pain. “They’re my grandchildren. Can’t I at least show them some care before they’re even born?”
I stepped forward, towering over her, my fury radiating from me like fire. “We will take care of everything. You-stay out of it. Stop meddling in what no longer concerns you.”
“And if you can’t,” I added, my voice sharp with threat, “then we’ll make sure you’re no longer close enough to interfere.”
Her brows drew together in confusion, but just then the door creaked behind us-and Father walked in.
He stopped, sensing the tension in the room. His eyes moved from one face to the next before settling on Mother.
I turned to him, my anger at its peak.
“Speak to your wife,” I ordered. “Because if she doesn’t stop meddling in our business with Anita, I will personally/book her a year-long holiday outside this continent-and she will be forced to go.”
Mother gasped, clearly stunned I would say something like that.
“And I mean it,” I said, holding her gaze. “If she can’t stay in her place, then I’ll send her far away-somewhere she can’t interfere again.”
Silence fell.
Even Anita looked shocked.
I glared at her. She stared back, frightened, but I ignored her and turned to a maid nearby. “Escort her back to her room in the servants’ quarters-and make sure she doesn’t leave unless we say so,” I ordered.
The maid nodded and moved toward Anita.
Ignoring the stunned and pained expression on my mother’s face, I walked out of the room, my brothers following behind me.
Back in the study, I dropped onto the sofa and leaned back, pressing my hand to my forehead to ease the pounding ache.
I closed my eyes.
But all I could see… was Olivia.
My chest tightened.
It had only been a day since she left. Just one day. And yet, I missed her more than I could ever put into words.
I buried myself in work, hoping the distractions would keep her off my mind. And for a little while, they did.
But now that I had stopped… the pain returned.
Her face haunted me. Her voice. Her scent. Her rage. Her sadness. Her tears.
My heart throbbed with desire for her.
“She took it off,” Levi said suddenly from across the room.
I opened my eyes and looked at him.
“The bracelet,” he added. “I can’t feel her anymore.”
I nodded slowly. “I know. I can’t either.
Louis leaned forward, brows furrowed. “Should I send someone? A tracker? Maybe spies to figure out exactly where she is?”
I hesitated. I didn’t want to tell them. But I had no choice.
“I already asked one of the guards to follo confessed. “And the report I got back…”
I paused, swallowing hard. her… just to make sure she’s okay,” I
“She’s in Gabriel’s pack. His mansion,” I said quietly. “They welcomed her… like a queen.”
Louis and Levi fell silent.
The tension shifted again-this time replaced with jealousy. Regret. And pain. “She’s not coming back,” Levi muttered.
I nodded again, my eyes fixed on the ceiling. “I know.”
Olivia’s POV
I was asked to come downstairs for lunch… it had only been a full twenty-four hours since I arrived here. So far, things had been okay, but I couldn’t help wondering about the hostility from Gabriel’s sister. It was obvious-I wasn’t welcome here. And I also couldn’t stop thinking about what Alpha Gabriel and his sister were discussing yesterday… or what Gabriel meant when he said she should give him some time.
I wanted to brush it off-maybe it was just their personal family issues-but for some strange reason, I couldn’t let it go.
As I reached the dining table, I noticed Gabriel hadn’t arrived yet, but Abigail was already seated. The air was thick, heavy with tension as I quietly pulled out a chair.
“Hi,” I greeted, forcing my voice to sound friendly.
She didn’t respond. Not even a glance.
I sat across from her and stared openly. If she had a problem, then she needed to spit it out already. I kept looking at her, refusing to look away, until I finally asked, “Do you have a problem with me?”
Abigail let out a short, bitter scoff. Her eyes were cold as she looked at me.
“You have no idea how much I dislike you,” she said flatly.
I blinked, but kept my voice steady. “Is it because you know about me?”
She didn’t answer, but I kept going.
“You know I was once… mated to the Alphas of the Full Moon Pack,” I said softly. “And maybe that’s why you don’t want me here. Maybe you don’t want someone like me near your brother.”
Her lips parted, like she wanted to say something, but before she could speak-Gabriel walked in.
He didn’t say a word. He didn’t have to.
He looked straight at his sister with a hard glare. One that clearly said, Don’t say another word.
Abigail immediately closed her mouth and turned her eyes away.
The tension in the room became thick and heavy. Gabriel walked toward the head of the table and sat down calmly, but the sharpness in his gaze hadn’t faded.
I glanced between them, knowing I was right. Something was off. Something awkward hung between us all… and it had everything to do with me.
We ate in tense silence, the clinking of cutlery the only sound. My stomach twisted with every bite I forced down. Abigail refused to look at either of us. Gabriel didn’t stop glancing her way.
Then, finally, he turned to me.
“There’s a festival tonight,” he said. “Ten of our warriors are passing out. We’re holding a celebration in their honor.”
He paused, and his gaze softened.
“Will you be my date for the evening?
I smiled gently and nodded. “I’d be honored to,” I replied.
A big smile spread across Gabriel’s face before he returned to his food.
Suddenly, Abigail dropped her utensil loudly onto her plate, making both Gabriel and I turn our attention to her. She glared at me before wheeling herself away. I watched her until she was out of sight before I turned to Gabriel.
“Is there something I should know?” I asked. Deep down I felt like there was something I need to know… something Gabriel was keeping away from me.
Gabriel furrowed his brows, clearly caught off guard by my question.
“There’s nothing you need to worry about,” he said softly, setting his fork down and giving me his full attention. “As for Abigail… she’ll come around eventually.”
I looked at him, searching his face for more.
“She’s only acting like this because she found out you were once mated to me triplets from the Full Moon Pack,” he continued. “She’s not angry at you, Olivia. She’s worried for me. She thinks… they might come after me. That they’ll see this as a challenge and start a war”
New Book: Back Home to Marry Off Myself
Loredana’s father left the family for his mistress, leaving them to fend for themselves abroad. When life was at its toughest, her father showed up with “good news” after 8 years of absence: To marry off Loredana to a paralyzed son of the wealthy Mendelsohn family.