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There was silence between them. Until Salvatore spoke. “I hate you,” he said quietly. Olivia didn’t move. “I wish you were never my mother,” he added, his voice harder this time. Her lips trembled. “I trusted you once,” he continued. “Even after everything. But this… what you did… You let them take my daughter. You betrayed your own blood.” Tears started falling from Olivia’s eyes. She didn’t wipe them away. “I deserve it,” she whispered. “All of it. Whatever punishment you want to give me, I won’t stop you.”

“No matter who you are or what I think of you, the entire country saw what Lucas did to you. No werewolf should be pardoned for such crimes.” This was certainly an unexpected turn of events. I breathed through my nose to temper both my surprise and my rising nausea. “And what is it you want to partner with me to do?” I inquired. Olivia didn’t blink or balk as she said, “To take down the sick excuse of a king who lets unforgivable things happen to those who don’t deserve it.” I didn’t have time to reveal my shock that Olivia was openly suggesting treason before I fell to the trashcan beside me and watched my breakfast come back up.

She had conspired with Jonathan to break us apart, to maintain control over Victor and his empire. Betrayal coursed through my veins as I confronted Olivia, demanding answers. She stood before me, cold and unyielding, admitting to her involvement but showing no remorse. She believed that our love was a threat to the Blackwood legacy, and she was willing to go to any lengths to preserve it. At that moment, a fire ignited within me. I refused to let Olivia's treachery destroy us. I would fight for our love, for our future, no matter the cost.

“My name isn’t Wife. It’s Aurora. I’m a person.” “Yet no one cared to ask you about any of your thoughts or feelings. You are whatever I tell you, you are. You belong to me. Wife, you should know this. I was promised a good little bitch. Close your mouth and open your legs. However, I’d be the happiest man if you didn’t. If you made me take what is mine.” “I’ll never be yours.”

One way or the tiger, she had to move on and start all over again. But how was she going to do that when she let her guard down again? After what Luciano did to her. She swore never to fall into a man's trap again, but like a fool, she fell for Pedro, and he betrayed her trust. Tears lingered in her eyes, her chest tightened, and she felt a sharp pain in her heart. “What are you doing? Leave from here!” She was startled back to her else's when she heard Sydney yelling. Wiping her tears, Olivia tossed the towel on the bed and rushed to the door. She didn't even open it when someone did.

“How dare you break into my home!? You are not just a traitor to the pack but a thief as well!” The insult was like a punch in the stomach, and it was too late for me to hold back. I bared my teeth and hissed at her. “Don’t you dare play the traitor card on me, Olivia. Both of us know who the real traitor is! I can’t believe you got away with what you did to me!”

So I let myself fall into the part. “Shut up,” I snapped, venom sharp as glass. “I’ve had enough of your drama. You want to parade your bleeding like some martyr? Go star in your own pity play.” Insults spilled from me like acid. “You think you’re better than me? You’re fake and loud and empty. You wouldn’t know loyalty if it bit you in the ass.” Olivia’s face went white-hot. “Can you not—” she choked. “Can’t you hear what she’s saying to me? I’m trying to protect you, Damien!”

He slammed his hand on the armrest and roared, "Still defiant? If we don't make an example of you, how do we answer to Sylvia for what you did? To the brothers you betrayed?" The moment he finished, the men below erupted. "Put a bullet in the traitor!" "Shameless bitch. It's one thing to be jealous of Sylvia, but to conspire with our enemies!" "Give her the needle! Make her spill every last secret!" "Vera, there's still time to confess." Rocco stood on the high dais, looking down at me, his voice laced with condescending pity. "If you get on your knees, apologize to Sylvia, and admit to what you've done, I can grant you a clean death."

It was deep, echoing, and cold enough to freeze the blood in my veins. Olivia’s face went completely white. “You failed to serve,” the voice boomed, vibrating through the ground. “You did not finish the mission. We gave you everything—the power, the commands, the blood. And you wasted it all!” “Please!” Olivia sobbed, her arrogance vanishing instantly. She looked like a terrified child. “Please, give me another chance! I can fix it! I can bring her to you!” I saw my opening. I gathered every ounce of Aristea’s light and pushed.

Olivia said, her voice trembling. “Olivia, we must be brave. They’re trying to make us feel powerless, but we still have one thing left — our choice. We can’t let ourselves be trapped in their game. I won’t let you suffer, and I won’t let them threaten us. It’s because you’re the woman I love that they want you dead — so that I’ll suffer.”