Semua Bab My Mate and Daughter's Betrayal: Bab 41 - Bab 50

(Grace's POV)After our meal at the Shadowcrest Tavern, Dominic and I spent several hours discussing the partnership details. By evening, we had reached a preliminary cooperation agreement between Moonstone Remedies and Silver Personal Technologies.Two days later, we traveled to Ethan's company headquarters to finalize the contract specifics. The sleek glass building towered over the business district, its reflective windows gleaming in the morning sun."Ready?" Dominic asked as we approached the entrance.I nodded, smoothing my cream-colored blouse. "As I'll ever be."Upon arrival, we were greeted by Director Davis, a tall man with salt-and-pepper hair who bowed respectfully. "Alpha Hayes, Luna Morgan, welcome to Silver Personal Technologies.""Thank you for having us," Dominic replied, shaking his hand firmly.We were escorted to a spacious conference room with floor-to-ceiling windows. The view of the Northern Territory stretched before us, a reminder of Ethan's growing infl

(Grace's POV)"Abigail." Harrison Crawford's deep voice cut through the moment as he approached with quick strides. His tall figure loomed over us, silver-gray eyes filled with concern as he reached for the little girl in my arms. Abigail immediately stretched toward him, her small hands grasping at his shirt.Only after taking her did Harrison seem to register that the child was completely soaked. "This is...?" His voice carried its usual edge of suspicion when addressing me.I hadn't expected the child to be his niece. The coincidence felt almost surreal, like fate deliberately throwing us together."She fell into the thermal pool," I explained, keeping my voice even despite the tension. "I saw it happen and pulled her out before she could swallow too much water."Harrison's expression shifted subtly. The perpetual coldness he directed at me softened, if only by degrees. He seemed to assess me anew, as though seeing beyond his usual prejudice."...Thank you," he murmured, a

(Grace's POV)Twenty minutes passed with excruciating slowness. I sat with Victoria in the grand sitting room of the Silver Ancestral Estate, the silence between us punctuated only by the ticking of the antique grandfather clock.The sound of tires on gravel finally broke the tension. Victoria straightened immediately."They've arrived," she announced, rising with surprising agility for her age.The massive oak doors swung open, and there stood Ethan, his commanding presence filling the entryway. Emma peeked out from behind him, her small face lighting up at the sight of her great-grandmother.Victoria's stern expression melted instantly. She swept forward with open arms, gathering Emma into a warm embrace that spoke volumes about where her true affections lay."My precious girl," she cooed, tousling Emma's dark hair. "I've missed you terribly."Emma giggled, nestling into Victoria's embrace. "I missed you too, Great-Grandma!"After a moment of indulgence, Victoria turned towar

(Grace's POV)"Next month is Grandma's seventieth birthday," Uncle Robert announced, his tired eyes brightening momentarily as we gathered around the kitchen island at the Morgan Ancestral Home.Aunt Heather nodded enthusiastically, her recently tanned face glowing in the warm evening light. "We should host a grand celebration. The entire pack would want to honor Eleanor."I smiled, watching my grandmother's face scrunch up in protest. Despite being a respected pack elder, she'd always shied away from extravagant displays."No need for anything flashy," Grandma Eleanor insisted, waving her hand dismissively. "Just a meal together as a family is enough."Uncle Robert shook his head firmly. "Mother, turning seventy is significant for any wolf, especially a pack elder. We need to mark the occasion properly.""Robert's right," Aunt Heather chimed in, already pulling out her tablet to make notes. "Nothing over-the-top, but certainly more than just a family dinner."I placed my hand g

(Harrison's POV)I looked at Alpha King Ethan Silver as he extended the crystal wine glass toward me. The yacht's gentle rocking beneath our feet matched the uneasy rhythm in my chest."Thank you," I said, accepting the drink with a slight nod.The toast had barely ended when Quinn Sullivan sidled up beside me, his eyes dancing with mischief. "You seem off today, Harry."A single glance passed between Ethan and me—loaded with unspoken questions. The Alpha's piercing gray eyes held mine for a beat longer than necessary.I sipped my wine, keeping my voice steady despite the flicker in my gaze. "Am I?"Quinn raised an eyebrow, his lips curving into a knowing smirk. "Really?"The evening breeze carried the scent of salt and expensive perfume across the deck. Yacht lights reflected off the dark water, creating an illusion of stars beneath us."You've been distracted since you arrived," Quinn pressed, swirling his drink. "Something on your mind? Or someone?"I maintained my composur