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(Olivia's POV)
| hurried back to Matriarch Evelyn's villa, my mind racing with thoughts of Ethan. The memory of his possessive
grip on my wrist still burned on my skin. | knew him well enough to anticipate his next move.
Last time, he had simply bypassed my locked door. | needed a different strategy tonight.
The villa was quiet as | made my way to Matriarch Evelyn's sitting room. She was in her favorite armchair,
reading a book under the warm glow of a table lamp
"Grandmother," | said softly, using the term of endearment she preferred.
She looked up, her wise eyes crinkling with affection. "Wanwan, csit with me."
| settled beside her chair, resting my head against her knee like | used to do years ago. Her frail hand stroked
my hair gently.
"Is something troubling you, child?" she asked, her voice carrying the weight of years but still strong with
authority.
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| hesitated, not wanting to worry her with the truth about Ethan's behavior. | don't want to be alone tonight," |
admitted finally.
Her hand paused in my hair. "Did something happen with Ethan?"
| shook my head, forcing a smile. “No, | just... | miss Lily tonight." It wasn't entirely
a lie. | missed my daughter
every moment of every day.
Matriarch Evelyn's eyes softened with understanding. "Of course you do, my dear."
| gathered my courage and looked up at her, "Grandmother, can | sleep with you tonight?"
Her face lit up with such genuine pleasure that | felt a pang of guilt for my ulterior motive. "Nothing would
makehappier, Wanwan."
Later that night, I lay beside Matriarch Evelyn in her large bed. Her breathing had settled into the rhythmic
pattern of sleep, but | remained awake, staring at the ceiling.
The room was filled with her familiar scent - lavender and moonlight herb tea. It remindedof happier
times, when | was first welcomed into the Stone family.
| turned my head slightly, studying her profile in the dim light filtering through the curtains. Even in sleep, she
maintained a certain dignity, a remnant of her years as Luna of the Silvercrest Pack
Her eyes fluttered open suddenly, catchingwatching her. "Can't sleep, dear?" she whispered.
"I'm sorry if | woke you," | replied softly.
She shook her head slightly. "Old wolves don't need much sleep." Her hand found
mine under the covers. "I've missed having you close, Wanwan."
My throat tightened with emotion. "I've missed you too, Grandmother."
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She squeezed my hand gently. "You were always more of a granddaughter tothan Isabelle ever was."
The confession surprised me. Isabelle was her blood relative, while | was merely the mate her grandson had
chosen.
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"Isabelle loves you," | said, feeling obligated to defend the absent woman despite our mutual dislike.
Matriarch Evelyn made a dismissive sound. "She loves what | represent - power, status, wealth. You, my dear,
have always lovedfor myself."
| couldn't argue with that. From the moment she had welcomedinto the Stone family, | had adored her for
her kindness and wisdom.
"Sleep now," she murmured, her eyes drifting closed again. "You're safe here."
I closed
d my eyes, comforted by her presence. For the first tin years, | felt truly protected.
Unbeknownst to me, Matriarch Evelyn remained partially awake throughout the night. Her light sleep.
common to older wolves, allowed her to observewhile appearing to rest.
She watched as | finally relaxed into genuine sleep, my face peaceful in a way it rarely was these days. Her
thoughts drifted to the past, to the day Ethan had first broughtha shy, frightened girl who had
nonetheless shown her genuine respect and affection.
Unlike Isabelle, who performed the role of dutiful granddaughter with calculated precision, | had loved Matriarch
Evelyn with an open heart. She had not forgotten that.
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