“Today,” he said, standing beside Olivia with a hand proudly on her shoulder, I want you all to join me… as we celebrate the return of my lost sister,”
But then I looked at her again.
The resemblance was there-subtle but impossible to ignore. The sharp cheekbones. The same piercing eyes. She looked… like him.
He turned to Olivia. “Come with me.”
The mate bond… had returned.
Our Olivia?
My brow furrowed deeply.
She’s really his sister…
Calvin glanced over his shoulder and addressed the crowd smoothly, “Enjoy yourselves. We’ll be back shortly.”
Olivia stood beside Calvin now, her hand lightly resting on the table as she listened to a regal woman dressed in silver. She still hadn’t looked at us. Not once.
The heavy doors groaned as they opened, and we stepped into the hall.
Louis’s mouth opened slightly, but no words came out.
I didn’t stop until I stood right in front of the platform again.
Before I could wrap my head around it, Calvin’s voice rang out across the hall, calm but commanding.
But I couldn’t move.
I couldn’t take it anymore.
My wolf roared in my head, louder than I’d ever heard him before.
Her alluring eyes-those eyes I’d memorized-widened the second they found mine.
“She’s the special one…” another voice whispered from behind me.
I moved.
Without thinking, I stepped forward, pushing past a group of stunned vampires and witches. My brothers were right behind me, saying nothing-but I could feel the tension radiating from them like heat.
She was scared.
But this wasn’t possible.
She looked at us like we were the storm that ruined her.
What the hell were they talking about?
“Mate!”
“She’s even more beautiful in person,” someone near us said.
No. That couldn’t be right.
My breath caught.
The guests murmured and watched as we passed. Some looked almost excited, like they were waiting for something dramatic to unfold.
We left the hall and followed Calvin down a long hallway. It was quiet, just the sound of our footsteps. Olivia walked ahead, calm and graceful, like a completely different person. She looked confident-strong. Not like the girl we once knew. But my heart still knew her. My wolf still called for her.
I watched her, watched her mouth part slightly, watched her hands tremble as she stared back at us like we were a curse come to life.
The guests made way for us like the Red Sea parting. They knew who we were. Everyone did.
Why was everyone staring at her like she was someone important?
What the hell was going on?
I staggered back a little as the realization hit me.
Not once did she look at us again. It was like we didn’t exist. 3
So how-?
Lennox’s POV
Why was she seated on a royal platform?
What?
The special one?
It had to be some kind of show. A lie.
Louis took a slow breath, his voice barely audible. “Is this… is this happening again?”
“Olivia,” he said gently, “please sit.”
What did he just say?
What?
I glanced at Levi and Louis beside me-they looked just as stunned, frozen in place. Their chests rose and fell rapidly. They felt it too.
Another one of Calvin’s twisted political games.
One by one, they walked up to greet her. Some bowed. Some kissed the back of her hand. Some whispered blessings or words of admiration.
Does that mean Calvin is related to us? 1
It drove me mad.
“Sister?” I echoed under my breath, eyes darting between Calvin and Olivia.
Calvin’s sister.
There was silence as everyone’s eyes were focused on the people on the stage, and mine followed, almost on instinct. Then I saw her.
I swallowed my rising anger, trying to read his expression-but Calvin was unreadable.
I turned sharply to Levi and Louis, who looked just as stunned.
My wolf howled desperately for her.
“No… Olivia, you’re lying. You feel it… I know you do,”
“Tell us what?” Louis asked quietly.
“That’s enough,” he said sharply. “It’s time for you all to leave.”
“She’s our mate,” I echoed. “We all felt it… the second we walked into that hall.”
She turned and held my gaze. “Yes, it’s me,”she said plainly.
“No,” Lennox said stubbornly from behind me. “Not until we get answers. Not until
Olivia-“
“What?” Louis said, his voice cracking. “You can’t-
“Mine!” my wolf howled possessively inside me.
“You wouldn’t-“
“She’s our mate,” he said firmly, his voice low but filled with raw emotion. “She’s our second chance mate.”
Calvin’s fist connected with Lennox’s jaw, snapping his head sideways.
“Then go ask your parents why they lied to you,” he said coldly. “Maybe then you’ll understand why I want you nowhere near my sister.”
I took a shaky breath. “Olivia… is this really you…” I asked, my lips trembling slightly.
My heart dropped.
I blinked. “The mate bond. You feel it too… don’t you?”
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.