Chapter 5

(Olivia's POV)

I woke up with a gasp. The nightmare of Lily's death still clung to me like a

shadow.

As my vision cleared, I realized I wasn't alone. Ethan was holding me, his amber eyes unreadable in the dim light.

"Let go of me," I hissed, pushing against his chest.

His grip only tightened. "You were having a nightmare."

"I said let go!" I shoved harder, fury building inside me. "You have no right to touch

me."

Ethan's expression darkened. "I'm still your mate, Olivia."

His words sent rage through me. After everything he'd done-neglecting Lily, celebrating Emma's birthday while our daughter lay dying, choosing Victoria over us-he still believed he had a claim on me.

"Mate?" I spat the word like poison. "A mate doesn't abandon his sick daughter. A mate doesn't celebrate another child's birthday while his own daughter dies alone!"

Ethan's jaw tightened. "Stop with these lies about Lily."

"They're not lies!" Tears burned in my eyes. "She died waiting for you, Ethan. She died asking why her daddy loved Emma more than her."

His face softened slightly, and he leaned closer. "Olivia..."

When his lips brushed mine, something snapped inside me. I bit down hard on his lower lip, tasting blood.

Ethan jerked back with a curse, his hand flying to his bleeding mouth. I scrambled away from him, nearly falling off the bed.

"Get out," I whispered, my voice raw from crying. "GET OUT!"

Ethan stood slowly, wiping blood from his lip. His amber eyes flashed dangerously.

word. I listened to his footsteps receding, then the

darkness. I knew exactly where he was headed. To them. To the

closer. "I'm so sorry, baby," I whispered. "I'm

(Ethan's POV)

of Rosewood Haven opened as my car approached. Victoria's elegant residence stood

still throbbed where Olivia had bitten me.

reach the front door, it burst open. Emma stood in the doorway,

pouted, crossing her arms dramatically.

my lips. I climbed out of the car and approached the

princess. I

away instantly as I scooped her into a

all

she whispered, wrapping her arms around my neck. "You always come when I

simple statement sent an uncomfortable pang through my chest. I pushed the feeling aside

eyes were fixed on me. "Ethan, what happened to

keep my expression neutral. "It's nothing. Just

touch my injured lip. "Doesn't look like nothing." Her voice lowered. "Did she try to keep you

implication was clear. I pulled away slightly, uncomfortable with

with pack business," I said firmly,

door. "Of course. Emma's been waiting for you

grabbing my hand. "I picked out three books!

might stay

at Victoria, who smiled innocently. "I told her not to get her

Her lower lip trembled in a way that always tugged at

wanted to show you my new drawing in the morning," she whispered, eyes

being manipulated but powerless against those tearful eyes. "We'll see, princess. Let's get you to

fantasy of pink and purple. She climbed into bed, patting

she instructed, handing me a

book. Emma snuggled against my side,

through the second book, her eyelids began to droop. By the third, she was

sleepily, using the title she knew I

from the doorway, stepped forward. "Emma, don't

dark," Emma whimpered, her eyes filling with fresh tears. "What if I get sick again? The doctor said stress is bad

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