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.

listened to his footsteps receding, then the slam of

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

clutched Lily's urn closer. "I'm so sorry, baby," I whispered. "I'm so sorry I

(Ethan's POV)

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

lip still throbbed where Olivia had bitten me. The taste of blood lingered in

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

crossing her arms

at my lips. I

princess.

as I scooped

giggled, all

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

pang through my chest. I pushed the

her eyes were

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

injured lip. "Doesn't look

pulled away slightly, uncomfortable with her

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

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

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

said you might stay for breakfast

"I told her not to get her hopes

lip trembled in a way that always tugged at

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

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

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

this one first," she instructed,

beside her, opening the book. Emma snuggled against my side, her

her eyelids began to droop. By the third,

title she knew I couldn't resist. "Will

had been watching from the doorway, stepped forward. "Emma, don't be selfish. Ethan needs to get

eyes filling with fresh tears. "What if I get sick again? The doctor said stress is bad for

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