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Something was wrong. I could feel it in my bones as I watched Ethan hastily gather his things

from our bedroom at Rosewood Haven.

"Where are you going?" I asked, trying to keep my voice light despite the unease

crawling up

my spine.

Ethan barely glanced at me. "Pack business."

Before I could question him further, he was already heading for the door. I followed him

outside just in time to see him slide into his Shadow Ghost and drive away, tires squealing

against the pavement.

I immediately called his phone. He answered on the fourth ring.

"What is it?" His voice was curt, impatient.

"When will you be back?" I asked, hating how needy I sounded.

"I have pack business to attend to. Rest early." He hung up before I could respond.

I called back. No answer. I tried again. Still nothing.

was unprecedented. Ever since I'd presented him with his Ancestral

the she-wolf he cherished, Ethan

demeanor, our childhood promise had bound

no matter

right away. Today, he hadn't answered

to make excuses for him. Perhaps the pack business was truly

a meeting. Perhaps his phone

down,

Silvercrest Pack Medical Den, my suspicions growing with each passing

followed

partially open door made my

was there, his hands moving across Olivia's skin with a tenderness

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His face, usually so guarded around me, was open and vulnerable as he tended to his

clenching my fists

hadn't realized how skilled she had become at feigning innocence. At playing the victim. At manipulating

I would never let Olivia steal him

pack healer approached the room, and I quickly retreated. I couldn't risk being

my carefully

back to Rosewood Haven, my mind raced with plans. This wasn't over. Not

(Ethan's POV)

finished applying Dr. Harold Bennett's Rare Healing Salve

clean hospital gown. Her skin felt warm beneath my fingers, her

and strong despite

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