Chapter 22

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Olivia’s POV

The ballroom erupted with applause, clinking glasses, and well-wishes. Smiles stretched across every face-except

mine.

I stood at the entrance, watching the celebration unfold like a grand lie draped in velvet and glitter. The chandeliers above cast a sharp shimmer across the marble floor, and every spotlight seemed fixed on Ethan and Chole. My dress -a deep red tulle that trailed behind like spilled wine-swished with each slow, deliberate step I took forward.

The room noticed.

Whispers spread like wildfire.

“Isn’t that…?”

“Olivia? Ethan’s ex?”

“Oh God, she came. She really came.”

Some murmured that I was here to cause a scene. Others whispered that I was the one wronged. A few brave ones said aloud,” She was just dating an alpha. Not her fault he traded her out.”

I kept walking. My heels didn’t falter. My face remained neutral, my makeup sculpted into cool, ruthless elegance. I wasn’t here to scream.

Chole turned pale. Her fingers trembled on Ethan’s arm. Amelia’s poised expression cracked for the first time, just slightly. And Ethan-Ethan looked like someone had punched the air out of him. His feet shifted instinctively toward me, but Chole tugged his sleeve like a drowning girl grasping at driftwood.

“We’re engaged” Chole’s voice cracked across the ballroom. “We’re getting married! You should just let it go, Olivia.”

I stopped.

“Shut up,” Ethan muttered under his breath, yanking his arm away from her. “Not now.”

Chole’s lip trembled as if she were about to cry. I had seen that performance before. It wasn’t special anymore.

As Ethan tried to come closer again, a voice sliced through the tension.

“You’re going to embarrass Chole in front of everyone forher?” It was Felix Windsor, Chole’s brother, stepping for- ward like a guard dog.

flexed. “Move,

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Felix didn’t.

the way. I was already standing in the center of the ballroom now, the silence growing heavy with each step I’d taken. Eyes from every elite pack in

“What do you want, Olivia? You’ve

leave now.”

and stood beside me. His face was stone. “Olivia, this isn’t the place. Don’t do this here.

mockery. “Home?”

dropped

Ethan’s face contorted. “Olivia-”

not amistress.

raised a brow.

Chole could respond, Ethan growled

placed a firm hand on Chole’s shoulder. “Don’t waste your breath on someone like her,” she

I said coolly. “But let Chole talk. She’s finally

eyes sharpened. “You say one more word of nonsense, Olivia, and you

her. “What are you talking

a moment,

insulted. Chole’s mother exchanged

“She was paid?”

“So shewasthe mistress?”

arrogant for someone who’s getting paid

felt Yve stir in me, growling

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“You’ve made your point. You’ve had

with a calm smile, as if his little threat

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I’m the Lunaof the Hawthrone Pack. The only one who should be leaving is

broke out

crazy,” she snapped, her

it open with two fingers. I

I?” I said, cool and sharp. “Is it enough for

the paper like it had slapped her across

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