Whisper - Chapter 67: Chapter 67
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The Truth Revealed, The Past Severed – 2
I finally understood everything. So this was Olivia's ex – boyfriend? The fool who couldn't recognize the treasure before his eyes, who had looked down on her because he thought she was just an ordinary woman without a pack background.
I couldn't help but tsk silently, both marveling at the drama unfolding before me and glancing toward Connor. His face had transformed, radiating an ominous chill. The very air around him trembled with barely contained fury as he watched Ethan's desperate attempts to reclaim what he'd lost.
"Liv, if you'd told me from the beginning who you were, we'd be mated by now. We could have been happy, truly happy ..." Ethan's voice grew increasingly agitated.
He reached out impulsively to grab Olivia's hand, desperate to salvage what he'd so carelessly destroyed. But before his fingers could make contact, Connor moved with lightning speed.
In one fluid motion, Connor pulled Olivia behind him and forcefully knocked Ethan's hand aside. His voice was low and commanding as he stated, "She is my mate – to – be."
Olivia stepped slightly to the side, her amber eyes meeting Ethan's tear – filled gaze without a hint of sympathy. "Sorry, but now you're not worthy of me. Nor do I care for your mother's approval."
The night wind rustled through the trees, carrying a deep chill that seemed to settle in the space between them. Ethan stood frozen as tears streamed silently down his cheeks.
The realization of his own absurdity finally seemed to hit him – all those times he'd refused to meet her pack, allowed his mother Margaret to humiliate her, openly flaunted his relationship with Cassandra. I'd heard from Olivia how he'd even declared in front of Cassandra that he would never mate with her, indulging himself without care for her feelings,
Every past cruelty now returned to haunt him, leaving only bloody regret in its wake.
His mission tonight had been transparent to me from the start – to court my "cousin" for a lucrative pack alliance, to deliver the engagement gift and secure much – needed investment for the Grey pack. But now, faced with the truth that the cousin he had hoped to please was none other than the woman he had betrayed and lost, his mind clearly spiraled into chaos and despair.
He could neither congratulate her on her new engagement nor bear the knowledge that he had pushed her into another Alpha's arms. Standing numbly in the cold night, he resembled a lost man in a fog of misery, unable to see any path forward.
Seeing Ethan's pitiful state, Olivia no longer spared him a glance. She stepped away from the garden, her back straight and resolute. Connor followed in silence, his presence a protective shield behind her.
Concerned that Ethan might cause a scene that would disrupt the engagement celebration, I coldly ordered my betas with a subtle hand gesture to "escort" him out of the estate.
Ethan stumbled like an empty shell, eyes blank and expressionless, shuffling off mechanically in the night wind. Cassandra quietly bent down to pick up the Royal
Moonstone Pendant from the ground. Biting her lip, she trailed behind him, both of them swallowed by the darkness as the past was mercilessly severed.
I finally understood everything. So this was Olivia's ex – boyfriend? The fool who couldn't recognize the treasure before his eyes, who had looked down on her because he thought she was just an ordinary woman without a pack background.
I couldn't help but tsk silently, both marveling at the drama unfolding before me and glancing toward Connor. His face had transformed, radiating an ominous chill. The very air around him trembled with barely contained fury as he watched Ethan's desperate attempts to reclaim what he'd lost.
"Liv, if you'd told me from the beginning who you were, we'd be mated by now. We could have been happy, truly happy ..." Ethan's voice grew increasingly agitated.
He reached out impulsively to grab Olivia's hand, desperate to salvage what he'd so carelessly destroyed. But before his fingers could make contact, Connor moved with lightning speed.
In one fluid motion, Connor pulled Olivia behind him and forcefully knocked Ethan's hand aside. His voice was low and commanding as he stated, "She is my mate – to – be."
Olivia stepped slightly to the side, her amber eyes meeting Ethan's tear – filled gaze without a hint of sympathy. "Sorry, but now you're not worthy of me. Nor do I care for your mother's approval."
The night wind rustled through the trees, carrying a deep chill that seemed to settle in the space between them. Ethan stood frozen as tears streamed silently down his cheeks.
The realization of his own absurdity finally seemed to hit him – all those times he'd refused to meet her pack, allowed his mother Margaret to humiliate her, openly flaunted his relationship with Cassandra. I'd heard from Olivia how he'd even declared in front of Cassandra that he would never mate with her, indulging himself without care for her feelings,
Every past cruelty now returned to haunt him, leaving only bloody regret in its wake.
His mission tonight had been transparent to me from the start – to court my "cousin" for a lucrative pack alliance, to deliver the engagement gift and secure much – needed investment for the Grey pack. But now, faced with the truth that the cousin he had hoped to please was none other than the woman he had betrayed and lost, his mind clearly spiraled into chaos and despair.
He could neither congratulate her on her new engagement nor bear the knowledge that he had pushed her into another Alpha's arms. Standing numbly in the cold night, he resembled a lost man in a fog of misery, unable to see any path forward.
Seeing Ethan's pitiful state, Olivia no longer spared him a glance. She stepped away from the garden, her back straight and resolute. Connor followed in silence, his presence a protective shield behind her.
Concerned that Ethan might cause a scene that would disrupt the engagement celebration, I coldly ordered my betas with a subtle hand gesture to "escort" him out of the estate.
Ethan stumbled like an empty shell, eyes blank and expressionless, shuffling off mechanically in the night wind. Cassandra quietly bent down to pick up the Royal
Moonstone Pendant from the ground. Biting her lip, she trailed behind him, both of them swallowed by the darkness as the past was mercilessly severed.
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