Chapter 7

(Olivia's POV)

The moment his lips crashed against mine, I knew exactly who had grabbed me. Ethan Stone. My mate. My tormentor.

My initial fear dissolved into icy determination. I shoved against his chest with all my strength.

"Ethan Stone, let me go... You have no right!" I hissed, struggling against his powerful grip.

His amber eyes flashed dangerously in the dim light of the SUV. The dominant Alpha aura poured from him in waves, suffocating the small space between us.

"No right?" he growled, his face inches from mine. "You're still my mate, Olivia. Or have you forgotten?"

I twisted away from him, pressing myself against the door. "We're done, Ethan. I made that clear."

His laugh was cruel, devoid of humor. "Is that why you're meeting Victoria? To discuss our relationship status?"

"She invited me," I spat. "To flaunt your clothes and the marks you left on her neck."

Ethan's jaw tightened. His hand shot out, gripping my chin and forcing me to look at him.

"You have some nerve," he said, voice dangerously soft. "After what you did five years ago."

The accusation hit like a physical blow. "I didn't drug you! How many times do I have to say it?"

His eyes narrowed, disbelief etched across his handsome features. "Then explain how I ended up in your bed that night."

"I've explained it a thousand times," I said, exhaustion creeping into my voice. "You were already drugged when I found you."

Ethan's grip tightened painfully on my jaw. "And yet you took advantage."

I jerked my face away from his hand. "Victoria knows we're over. Why can't you accept it too? Or does my pain mean so little to you?"

Something flickered in his eyes - uncertainty, perhaps. But it vanished as quickly as it appeared.

"You're playing the same game you played five years ago," he said coldly. "Acting innocent, pretending to be the victim."

My breath hitched, a familiar pain stabbing at my heart. The memory of that night rose unbidden - Ethan stumbling into my apartment, his eyes unfocused, his movements uncoordinated.

"I didn't drug you," I whispered, the words feeling hollow after years of repetition.

I remembered finding him outside my door, barely conscious. I could have left him there should have, perhaps.

But I couldn't. My heart wouldn't let me.

up. When he collapsed on my bed,

instead of gratitude. Victoria had somehow convinced him

didn't matter.

asked, suddenly too tired to fight. "Why are

expression hardening. "You're the one playing games, Olivia. Meeting Victoria, challenging my

"I'm not playing-"

me off. Victoria's name flashed on the

locked with mine. The momentary distraction was all

up hard, connecting solidly with his groin. Ethan doubled over with a pained grunt, his

and tumbling out into the parking garage. My heart hammered

could barely start the engine. Tears blurred my vision as I reversed out of

Ethan emerging from his SUV, his face contorted with rage and pain.

as I sped away. My breathing came in

he believe me? After all these years,

checked my rearview mirror, half expecting to see his black SUV in pursuit. Nothing. Just

me, followed immediately by crushing sadness. How had we

with love. Now there

needed to focus on

before me. I pulled over, unable to

it to be from Ethan, but it was Elder Willow

wanting her to worry. How could

couldn't

of my daughter steadied me. I would win that competition for her. Nothing else

onto the road. Ethan Stone would not break me

(Ethan's POV)

away, the pain between my legs gradually subsiding. With deliberate calm, I walked to the Moonlight Café and took a seat

pulled out a cigarette, lighting it with practiced ease. The

long drag, obscuring my expression

name flashed persistently on the screen. "What?" I answered finally,

concerned voice filled my ear. "Are you alright?

watching the street

fine," she pressed. "Where are

Café," I replied, flicking ash into a

other end. "Were you with her?" Victoria asked,

voice suddenly tight.

to ask who she meant.

"You were,

Rosewood Haven. She'd

mind had been filled with

concealed jealousy. "I'm sorry about the café, Ethan. I didn't mean to cause

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