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OLIVIA’S POVHis gaze was molten.As I stepped out of the dressing room, I could feel the heat rolling off him. It wasn’t just admiration—it was hunger, barely restrained. His eyes roamed over the emerald gown clinging to my curves, lingering a second longer over my belly, where our child grew. His fingers twitched at his sides like he was holding back from reaching for me.The air crackled. My skin tingled.“Dominic?” I said softly, unsure if he was even breathing.He stepped closer, close enough that his scent hit me like a wave—earthy pine and raw heat—and when his fingers grazed my bare arm, I shivered. I didn’t mean to, but my lips parted as a soft gasp escaped.His voice dropped to a sinful, husky drawl.“Ask me again how you look… and I swear, Olivia, I won’t let you leave this store without showing you exactly what you do to me.”My knees went weak. Goddess.I turned my face slightly, our lips inches apart, and whispered breathlessly, “This isn’t the place…”That slow, dangero

OLIVIA’S POVI stood there for a moment, stunned by her question.Why is she asking me why I’m here?She’s the one who needed help, wasn’t she?Unless… she never needed me.Unless—Lady Grace had betrayed me.My stomach tightened at the thought, but I quickly pushed it aside. I couldn’t doubt her—not yet. I clung to the hope that this was just a misunderstanding, not another cruel setup.I squared my shoulders and answered firmly, “Lady Grace asked me to come here. She said there was something I was needed for.”My voice was calm, but inside, my heart was thundering.Evelyn arched a perfectly shaped brow, her lips twitching into a deceptively casual smile. “But Lady Grace isn’t even here. So how would she know you were needed here, out of all places?”The words were simple. Her tone, nonchalant.But I wasn’t stupid. I heard the mockery laced beneath it. The way she said it—like I was some child foolish enough to fall for a trick. My hands clenched at my sides, nails digging into my pal

OLIVIA’S POVThe loud cheers outside faded suddenly, as if someone had snapped their fingers and cut the sound like a switch.I knew it could only be him. Only he could change the chaos into calm with just a snap. I didn’t hear anything further but I knew that it was calm before the storm.The door to the hospital room opened slowly, deliberately—like a storm cloud rolling in on a clear day. Dominic stepped inside, his presence dark and commanding, every inch of him radiating restrained fury. Behind him, Beta Jason shut the door with a soft click and stood guard outside.Dominic’s eyes locked onto mine, and for a second, I allowed myself to hope.Hope that maybe, just maybe, he came because he was worried. Because I was hurt.Because I mattered to him.But that illusion shattered the second he opened his mouth.“What the hell were you thinking, Olivia?” he snapped, his voice sharp and cold. “Why did you go to the hotel? Were you that desperate to defy my orders?”The words hit harder

OLIVIA’S POVAfter Dominic left the hospital room that day, silence settled over me like a heavy, suffocating blanket. I lay there, staring at the ceiling, feeling like a ghost in my own life. My thoughts spiralled, not just about him but about the world my child would be born into.A world where the truth was a tool twisted in the wrong hands, and unfortunately, what the truth is will ultimately be decided by Dominic. A world where Evelyn's manipulative smile could win over anyone, even the man I once believed loved me. Where I—an Alpha’s mate—would still be seen as unworthy. My child, innocent and blameless, would bear the burden of my shattered status. I don’t think I would be able to tolerate the same treatment once this child comes. I know that my child’s actions would be whispered about, judged by association, and bullied simply for being mine.I refused to let that be their fate.James had been at my side since day one—unshakable, loyal, my truest anchor in the storm. I talked

OLIVIA’S POVI hadn’t made it more than a few steps toward the house when I heard his voice again.“Olivia,” Dominic called.I froze.Every muscle in my body tensed, but I didn’t turn around. I couldn’t. Not with tears threatening to fall but with my hands still shaking from the confrontation with Evelyn. I needed space. Air. Anything but him.“Wait,” he said again, his tone harder now, like an Alpha commanding obedience.So I stopped—but not out of obedience. Out of exhaustion. This time I am going to get him good.“Do you always assume it’s me?” I snapped, turning slowly to face him. “Is that your default response whenever Evelyn so much as stubs her toe? Blame Olivia. Punish Olivia. Question, Olivia. Because Olivia only deserves punishment while Evelyn, a murderer, only deserves to sit on the highest pedestal.”His brows pulled together, startled by the venom in my voice.Good.Let him be shocked. Let him taste even a drop of the disbelief and humiliation I’ve endured.“What did yo