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Chapter 282
The office was quiet when | arrived, most employees having left for the day. | welcomed the solitude,
immediately immersing
myself in my healing crystal designs.
The intricate patterns required such concentration that my wolf finally settled, allowinga few hours of respite
from my emotional turmoil. The familiar rhythm of sketching, calculating energy flows, and adjusting crystal
alignments soothed my
frayed nerves.
After several hours, | stretched my stiff muscles and checked my phone. Several missed calls from Lucas
Blackwood lit up the
screen.
| returned his call, surprised when he answered immediately despite the late hour.
"Olivia," his deep voice rumbled through the phone, sending an unexpected warmth through me. "I was
concerned when you
didn't answer."
"I've been working," | explained, touched by his concern. "Lost track of time."
"I took the liberty of ordering from Amber Crest," Lucas said. "Their venison is particularly good for healing. It
should be
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arriving at your office shortly."
As if on cue, a gentle knock sounded at my door. A delivery person stood outside with several containers of food.
"You didn't have to do that," | said, accepting the delivery with a nod of thanks.
"I wanted to," Lucas replied simply. "Also, I'll be returning to Shadow Creek in three days,"
frowned, surprised by this news. "That's much sooner than you planned. Is everything alright with your
grandfather?"
"Patriarch Winston is stable," Lucas assured me. "The business matters were resolved more quickly than
anticipated."
Concern for his well-being madesoften my voice. "Your grandfather will understand if you need more time.
Don't overexert
yourself."
"| appreciate your concern," he said, his wolf's energy steady and calm through our connection. "But I'm fine, I'll
Il see you when |
return "
After exchanging a few more words, we ended the call. | opened the containers Lucas had sent, savoring the rich
flavors of perfectly prepared venison and roasted vegetables.
My wolf strengthened from the nourishment, its presence settling more comfortably within me. With renewed
energy, | decided
to visit my mother at the Silvercrest Pack Medical Den.
Evelyn Winters looked better than she had in days, her color improved and her
smile genuine when | entered her room. Seeing her
recovery brought the first real smile to my face since Connor's betrayal.
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"You look tired, dear," she observed, patting the edge of her bed.
| sat beside her, taking her hand in mine. "I'm fine, just working hard."
"Too hard," she chided gently. "You need to rest."
| squeezed her hand, grateful for her maternal concern. "I will. You focus on
getting better, alright? Don't worry about pack news
or anything upsetting."
After speaking with Dr. Harrison Fletcher about my mother's improving condition, |
left the hospital with a lighter step than
before. At least one thing in my life was going well.
Night had fallen by the t| reached my cottage at Maple Grove. As | approached my door, a familiar scent
made my wolf instantly alert
Pine, power, and the sharp tang of moonberry wine.
Alpha King Ethan Stone was waiting for me, his powerful frleaning against the wall beside my door. The
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| approached cautiously, my wolf wary and alert. Ethan's amber eyes tracked my movement, their usual
sharpness dulled slightly
by alcohol
Before | could speak, he moved with supernatural speed, closing the distance between us in a heartbeat. Strong
arms pulled me
into a tight embrace, his scent envelopingcompletely.
Pine, power, and moonberry wine-the scent brought unwanted memories of our past together, of happier times
before Lily's
illness, before Victoria's manipulation had torn us apart.
"Ethan Stone, letgo," 1 demanded firmly, keeping my voice steady despite the turmoil his touch created
within me.
| didn't struggle, recognizing the futility of fighting against his Alpha strength. My wolf, traitorously, wanted to
lean into his embrace, to accept the comfort he offered.
Ethan buried his face in my neck, where our mating mark had once been prominent. His breath was warm
against my skin as he
murmured, his voice rough with emotion and alcohol.
"Liv
let's start
over."
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