The moment we stepped in, his eyes shifted toward us… then landed on Nora.
For a moment, he said nothing. He just kept staring at Nora. Not even blinking. I turned slightly to glance at her and noticed her fingers were clenched nervously at her side, her eyes lowered to the ground. She was panicking.
“Are you okay?” Nora asked, her curious gaze meeting mine through the mirror as she helped me tie my hair into a bun.
But he cut me off, his voice rising like thunder.
Calvin took the box from the guard, setting it gently on the table. He inspected it carefully, then unwrapped it.
Nora and Lolita bowed politely before turning to walk away. But as they did, I noticed
Calvin’s gaze follow them… no, not both of them. Just Nora. 2
I blinked at him, startled, but slowly lowered my hand. “Okay…”
I flinched. “Calvin!”
The silence gave him his answer.
I furrowed my brow. He was staring again, his expression unreadable.
Calvin knew.
I picked it up, unfolding the note with shaky fingers.
At first, his expression remained calm.
But before I could touch it, Calvin shot to his feet.
And then they locked on my neck.
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Calvin’s entire face changed-his anger melting into heartbreak. When he spoke again, his voice was full of disappointment.
I swallowed hard, my eyes dropping to the floor. My heart pounded in my chest.
I couldn’t lie.
I smiled and shook my head. “Don’t worry. Just be yourselves.”
Darkened.
A silver locket.
My wolf growled approvingly in my head, and I rolled my eyes at her. Horny bitch, I muttered silently.
Before I could figure it out, a guard entered the dining room, holding a medium-sized, neatly wrapped box in his hands.
Lolita, who was straightening the sheets on my bed, looked up. “A nightmare?”
“You think he’ll accept us?” Lolita asked, acting nervous.
I stood halfway, reaching out. “For me?”
My eyes scanned to the bottom.
I noticed it instantly-the way his gaze lingered on her. It was intense and unreadable.
He looked away for a second, his fists clenching, trying to hold himself back. Then he looked at me again.
I frowned. What is there to be happy about? It was just a dream… but Goddess, I wished it was real.
“I found out everything, Olivia!” he snarled, his eyes blazing with rage. “My investigators finally gave me the full report.”
Nora smirked and winked at me through the mirror. “So why don’t you look happy?”
His fists clenched at his sides, his breathing heavy.
“I’m sorry about last night. My wolf got out of control… it won’t happen again. I swear, I never meant to scare you. I just-being near you drives me insane, Olivia: I will get better. I’ll prove myself to you, no matter how long it takes. I love you.”
But then his eyes darkened.
I cleared my throat. “Brother,” I said, walking up to him, “these are my friends, Nora and Lolita. I’d like them to stay here with me.”
“What the hell is wrong with you?!” 1
He finally looked at me, and the anger in his eyes made me shiver.
His jaw tightened.
“Answer me, Olivia!” he growled, slamming his palm against the table so hard the plates rattled.
Calvin stepped back like I’d slapped him. His jaw clenched so tightly I could hear the grind of his teeth.
I shook my head, but he
“Do you even hear yoursel broke you.
Who disca stop. he hissed. “You’re making excuses for monsters who you. Who humiliated you. And now you can’t let go-not because of love-but because you don’t know who you are without them!”
“I-” I tried.
No.
I disappeared.
She was livid.
“I didn’t plan it,” I whispered, my voice barely audible. “It just… happened. I was caught in the moment. My wolf-“
He turned around slowly, his brows drawn together in confusion.
“I love them,” I whispered, my voice trembling. “You’re wrong.”
“Did you fucking let them touch you?!” he roared again, louder this time… so loud I swore the walls shook with it.1
Here it was.
“It wasn’t a choice,” I whispered. chooses.”
I stayed quiet.
My lips parted. know that, Calvin: The bond chooses. The moon
“Goddess,” he whispered, backing away like I’d just confessed to something unspeakable. “No…”
That broke me.
“How can this be possible?!” he exploded, his voice trembling with disbelief. “You are related, Olivia! Related!”
His face paled. He looked like the ground beneath him had disappeared.
His words echoed off the walls, filled with disgust, confusion, and pain.
He turned around slowly, his expression unreadable-but his eyes… his eyes were burning with anger.
But the words wouldn’t come.
“Could’ve fooled me!” he spat.
“…What?” he whispered.
Because I didn’t know what to say.
Olivia’s POV
I flinched, the shame and pain in his voice slicing through me like a knife.
A maid screamed from the hallway and ran off.
His fist slammed down on the table with such force, the wood cracked and splintered, a jagged line cutting straight through the center.
His mouth opened… but no words came.
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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.