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1 held Olivia close against my chest, her small frshivering from her
unexpected dip in the Moonlit Reflection Pool. The moonlight caught the droplets of water in her chestnut hair,
making them shimmer like
tiny crystals.
"Why did you pretend to be sick on your second day at Canis Enterprises?" | asked, my voice stern despite the
concern churning inside me.
She remained silent, her emerald eyes deliberately avoiding mine. The stubborn set of her jaw toldshe
wouldn't answer easily.
"Olivia," | pressed, my tone hardening with Alpha authority. "Answer me."
Still nothing. Just the sound of her chattering teeth and the faint scent of venison and moonberry sauce from
the dinner she'd barely touched.
With a frustrated sigh, | adjusted my grip and began walking toward the exit of the Moonlit Garden. My driver
would be waiting with the car, and Olivia needed to get warm before she caught a chill.
"Putdown," she finally spoke, her voice barely above a whisper. "People will see."
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"Let them," | replied, tightening my hold.
Her small hands pushed against my chest. "Please, Ethan. | don't want more gossip."
| glanced down at her face, noting the genuine distress in her eyes. Pack politics were brutal, especially for an
Omega without a wolf. The rumors about us were already vicious enough.
Olivia pulled my Black Alpha Overcoat over her face as we passed a group of pack members near the entrance.
Their curious eyes followed us, and | heard their whispers even after we'd passed.
"Did you see that? The Alpha King carrying his Luna?"
"| thought he was with Victoria Frost now..."
"Shh! He'll hear you!"
| pretended not to notice, focusing instead on getting Olivia to the waiting vehicle where Maxwell Chen stood
at attention, holding the door open.
"Alpha,” he greeted with a respectful nod, his face betraying no surprise at seeingcarrying my soaking
wet mate
"Take us to Maple Grove," Olivia said as | placed her in the backseat.
| shot her a sharp look. "No."
"Maple Grove is my home," she insisted, her emerald eyes flashing with defiance despite her shivering.
"Turn the heat up." | instructed Maxwell, ignoring her protest. "Full blast.”
Maxwell nodded and closed the door, moving swiftly to the driver's seat. Within moments, warm air
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flowing through the vents of the luxury SUV
Olivia huddled in the corner of the seat, as far fromas possible. Her wet clothes clung to her skin, and
despite the heat, she continued to shiver.
"Take off your shoes," | ordered, reaching for her feet before she could protest.
She flinched away. "What are you doing?"
"Your shoes are soaked. Take them off."
When she made no move to comply, | took matters into my own hands, Grasping her ankle firmly but gently, |
removed first one shoe, then the other, followed by her soaking wet socks.
Her feet were ice-cold and pale. | rubbed them between my palms, trying to restore circulation.
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"Stop!" she gasped, trying to pull away. "What do you think you're doing?"
| raised an eyebrow. "Preventing frostbite. What did you think | was doing?"
A blush spread across her cheeks. "... nothing."
"Your clothes are soaked through," | pointed out. You need to take them off."
Her eyes widened in alarm. "I will not strip in front of you!"
"Would you prefer to catch pneumonia?" | countered. "Take them off. Now"
She glared at me, that familiar fire in her eyes that always managed to both irritate and intrigue me.
"Turn around," she demanded.
| almost smiled at her audacity. Even soaking wet and at my mercy, she still
issued commands like she was
the Alpha.
"Fine," | conceded, turning to face the window. "But hurry up."
| heard the rustle of wet fabric as she struggled out of her clothes. In the reflection
of the window, | caught
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