Chapter 214\u00a0<\/p>\n
Third Person\u2019s POV\u00a0<\/p>\n
Olivia Darkmoon bared her teeth slightly, lips pressing into a thin line. \u201cWait a moment!\u201d she snapped, eyes locked on Magnus. \u201cI know my aunt wronged you, but the Darkmoon Pack is willing to make amends. Why push them away? Magnus, you know well which choice benefits you more-allying with us or turning against us. Why saddle yourself with extra hardship for the mistakes of the previous generation?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
A strong-strong alliance was obviously the optimal strategy.\u00a0<\/p>\n
She even hinted, claws flexing subtly, \u201cMy aunt is headstrong and has been wed elsewhere for over twenty years. But I am my father\u2019s only daughter. When needed, the Darkmoon Pack will stand with me.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Aysel, sensing the intruder\u2019s presumption, slinked closer to Magnus, wrapping her arm possessively around his. Her eyes, wide and gleaming like a wolf\u2019s in moonlight, stared curiously at the woman who dared to speak such bold claims. The implication that the Darkmoon Pack could discard Ivy Darkmoon at any moment amused Aysel.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Olivia struggled to ignore Aysel, who clung to Magnus like a living talisman, her words softening. \u201cShall we share a meal and talk things through? I booked a French-style feast before coming here.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
She felt certain Magnus would not refuse. As the eldest daughter of a rare line in the Darkmoon Pack, she had been chased, admired, and coveted since she was a pup. She knew the allure of her bloodline and beauty, and how it captivated powerful males.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Sometimes, she resented Ivy, her own aunt, for holding her back. If not for Ivy, she could have pursued, Magnus freely.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Lately, her father and uncle had shown subtle signals of approval toward her closeness with Magnus, even tacitly allowing her to test the waters. Olivia was stunned by this unexpected blessing. Previously, the pack hierarchy demanded she restrain herself, hiding her desires. Now, with elder sanction, she launched her subtle assault without hesitation.\u00a0<\/p>\n
As for Aysel\u2026 Olivia forced herself to ignore the sharp pang of irritation. In families of their standing, true love was always secondary to bloodlines and alliances. She had loved Magnus quietly for so long; even if the path twisted, she had buried her feelings deep. Compared to Aysel, she believed she would be the more suitable mate for the Shadowbane Alpha.\u00a0<\/p>\n
After all, Magnus\u2019s father, Ulric Sanchez, had once been wildly enamored with Raya, only to marry for power and politics. Magnus was cleverer, wiser-less susceptible to impulsive emotions. Olivia believed they could thrive together. She only needed Magnus to lower his guard regarding her family\u2019s identity.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Her gaze locked on Magnus, expectant.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Nearby, Aysel, sensing amusement, nudged Magnus\u2019s side with her muzzle. Magnus\u2019s lips curled in a wolfish grin.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cNot happening-,\u201d Aysel purred, voice soft yet possessive, pressing her body against his. She deliberately draped herself over him with a possessive dominance, eyes glittering with the challenge: He goes to the feast with me.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Magnus\u2019s expression, once icy at Olivia\u2019s words, softened. His grin hinted at mischief.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Olivia\u2019s face fell. A wolf-eaten meal versus a sumptuous French banquet-any predator knew what choice. the alpha would make. She forced her anger down, ignoring Aysel\u2019s insolent display of dominance.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cAlpha Sanchez, shall we go now? If you don\u2019t wish to discuss pack matters, we can skip the negotiations.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Magnus felt a pang along his back. He wrapped an arm around Aysel, his gaze alight with triumph. \u201cNo time. Didn\u2019t you hear? My mate insists I accompany her to the common dining hall.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Jackson, standing unseen at the edge of the room, glanced uncomfortably at Olivia. Trying to entice Magnus in front of Aysel-truly, she was sharpening her own claws in vain.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Olivia\u2019s chest heaved in frustration. The common dining hall could wait, but the French feast required prior reservation.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cMagnus!\u201d Aysel chimed again, playful yet commanding \u201cI\u2019m thirsty!\u201d She scrunched her nose in mock indignation.\u00a0<\/p>\n
T\u00a0<\/p>\n
Magnus rose from the sofa, retrieving the large water vessel from his desk. \u201cToo much milk tea today. Only water before sleep.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Aysel pouted. \u201cThen I claim your coffee too.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
He chuckled, pinching her nose lightly. \u201cFine, you take it.\u201d He unscrewed the lid, feeding her slowly, as though she were a young pup incapable of handling herself.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Olivia seethed in silent rage, witnessing the intimate ritual. How could this mere Moonvale she-wolf command the Shadowbane Alpha so easily, while she, a Darkmoon heiress, was reduced to insignificance?\u00a0<\/p>\n
Magnus noticed nothing but the comfort of his mate. Aysel, nestled in his arms, glowed with innocent delight-a wolf that had earned his full devotion. Olivia\u2019s threat had been nullified.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Magnus\u2019s gaze shifted coldly to Olivia. \u201cDarkmoon Lady, it is hardly moral to share a meal with a promised. male while claiming to negotiate pack alliances.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
He cast a warning glance at Jackson. \u201cDo not allow any corrupting influence to touch the Shadowbane den again.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Jackson stifled a smile, clearing his throat. \u201cUnderstood, Alpha Sanchez.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Magnus then gestured with a controlled, lethal courtesy toward Olivia, voice steady but sharp as fangs: \u201cYou may leave.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Olivia realized the consequences immediately. Any further defiance would bring Jackson\u2019s more physical enforcement. Her documents crumpled under her claws as she glanced at the entwined couple, flawless in their unshakable dominance.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Aysel\u2019s expression remained serene, almost blindingly innocent, yet victorious. Olivia\u2019s high-heeled claws clicked across the polished floor, retreating, while Jackson ensured her passage out of the den, effectively blacklisting her from any future attempts.\u00a0<\/p>\n
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