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.

another word. I listened to his footsteps receding, then the slam of the

car pull away into the darkness. I knew exactly where he was headed. To them. To the family he

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

(Ethan's POV)

opened as my car approached. Victoria's elegant residence stood illuminated against the night

throbbed where Olivia had bitten me.

door, it burst open. Emma stood in the doorway, her small figure silhouetted against

crossing her arms dramatically. "I

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

sorry, princess.

away instantly as I scooped her into

all traces of annoyance

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

pang through my chest. I pushed the feeling aside

she scolded gently, though her eyes were fixed on me.

keep my expression neutral. "It's nothing.

fingers reached up to touch my injured lip. "Doesn't look like nothing." Her voice lowered. "Did she try

pulled away

business," I said firmly, stepping past her into the

surrounded me as she closed the door. "Of course. Emma's been waiting for you to read her a bedtime

bounced excitedly, grabbing my hand. "I picked out three

said you might stay

her not to get her hopes up. I'm sure the

lip trembled in a way

new drawing in the morning," she whispered, eyes growing wet with

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

a fantasy of pink and purple. She climbed into

this one first," she instructed, handing

beside her, opening the book. Emma snuggled against my

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

knew I couldn't resist. "Will you stay tonight?

the doorway, stepped forward. "Emma, don't be selfish. Ethan needs to get back to

her eyes filling with fresh tears. "What if

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