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Chapter 108: The Desperate Gambit
Chapter 108: The Desperate Gambit
(Connor’s POV)
In the underground parking garage, Ethan Quinn opened the passenger door of my Cullinan SUV and slid in bringing the winter chill with him. The cold air made me shiver slightly.
“Alpha Connor, everything you asked me to do is complete. Olivia has accepted the handbags and the hypercar.”
My fingers gripped the steering wheel tighter, my ice–blue eyes distant as my Adam’s apple bobbed with tension. The leather felt cold beneath my palms.
“Did she suspect anything?”
Ethan answered honestly, his voice carrying a note of concern. “She did indeed suspect something–she directly asked if you had purchased the McLaren P1.”
He shifted in his seat, explaining how he collaborated with Lily to deceive Olivia. “Since Olivia trusts Lily completely, she shouldn’t think too deeply about it.”
I responded with a heavy “Mm.” The sound came out rougher than intended.
For a moment, Ethan didn’t know what to say. I stared blankly into the void, the SUV so quiet we could hear
the heater’s gentle whirring.
My wolf whined softly within me, missing his intended mate. The ache in my chest felt like a physical wound
that wouldn’t heal.
Recognizing that I was lost in thoughts of Olivia again, Ethan wisely remained silent. He didn’t want to disturb my brooding.
After a long while, I finally spoke, my voice rough with longing. “I really want to see her.”
The admission felt like tearing open my chest. Every fiber of my being screamed to go to her.
Ethan felt speechless at my obvious pain, then pulled out his phone with renewed determination. “Alpha Connor, let me help you find a way.”
He immediately called Lily. The phone rang twice before she picked up.
(Ethan Quinn’s POV)
“Lily, it’s me,” I said into the phone, trying to sound casual. “When I delivered the hypercar to Olivia, her mood
seemed terrible.”
I glanced at Connor, whose jaw was clenched tight. “She looked like a frost–beaten flower, and I’m worried she might make herself sick keeping everything bottled up inside.”
“Could you bring Olivia out to cheer her up?”
Lily’s voice came through the speaker, filled with indignation. ““Olivia loved Connor so much, how could she get over their separation so quickly?”
She ranted about how heartless it was. “While Olivia suffers, Connor appears to be casually involved with
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celebrity Layla Lawrence as if nothing happened!!
Alphas are cold, heartless creatures,” she declared with venom.
I glanced subconsciously at Connor, who had visibly lost weight. Faint dark circles shadowed his ice blus eyes, clearly having slept poorly for several nights.
I knew Connor’s true feelings for Olivia all too well. In all our years of friendship, I’d never seen the Alpha care so deeply about anyone.
This normally composed, self–possessed leader was on the verge of depression after their separation.
I continued persuading Lily, who finally agreed to take Olivia out for drinks. “Which bar will you visit?” I asked casually.
“I’m offering to pick Olivia up later for safety.”
Lily didn’t think much of it and easily revealed their destination. “We’re going to Nightshade Bar.”
I agreed and told her to take good care of Olivia tonight. “Don’t let her drink too much or she’ll suffer from headaches and stomach pain again.”
After hanging up, I shrugged at Connor. “It’s done. We leave for Nightshade Bar in twenty minutes.”
(Olivia’s POV)
Originally, I had no evening plans. I intended to stay home, watch some legal dramas after dinner, then sleep. Just after finishing my meal, I received a call from Lily asking me to go out for drinks.
During the day, I worked hard, trying to keep myself busy. I wouldn’t have time to think about Connor Rivers. But once night fell, the longing grew wild. My heart felt so uncomfortable and suppressed I could barely
breathe.
A severed mate bond felt like a serious illness–incurable. I could only use alcohol to numb myself.
I needed to vent my emotions. My wolf was restless and aching within me.
The glacier white McLaren P1 traveled through the winter night mist like a ghost. The open–air parking lot outside Nightshade Bar was filled with luxury vehicles.
I tossed the hypercar keys to the valet, stepped carefully in my leather heels. The cold air bit at my exposed skin as I walked up the steps toward the bar.
It was eleven o’clock at night, and the nightlife had just begun. The bar was crowded, lights flashing, music pounding.
Humans and werewolves danced wildly on the central dance floor, reveling in pleasure. This was a breeding ground for ambiguity and debauchery.
As I entered the bar, the noisy voices and music made me frown. I didn’t really like this kind of place, my wolf instincts preferring quieter environments.
“Olivia, over here!” Lily waved to me, with Rebecca Frost standing nearby.
I walked over, and Lily led me to the bar with practiced ease. She settled onto a high stool beside me. “Leo, three Moonberry Mojitos.” The bartender responded with a charming smile, skillfully beginning to mix
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the werewolf–friendly cocktails.
Lily leaned over and whispered in my ear. “This bartender Leo Matthews is twenty–six years old and the ‘signature‘ attraction of this bar.”
“What do you think? He’s very handsome, right?”
I raised my amber eyes to study the man before me. He wasn’t particularly tall, about 5’7“, with delicate
features.
His handsome face and slightly tousled hair gave him an almost ethereal appeal.
I calmly withdrew my gaze and replied, “He’s alright.”
Lily grinned mischievously. “Do you like this type? This is the charming beta I told you about–lots of fernale werewolves.come to this bar specifically for him.”
As we were talking, a female werewolf approached to flirt with Leo Matthews. She pulled out a thick stack of bills, waving them seductively.
I shook my head. “Too many admirers around him, not suitable.”
“What are you afraid of? It’s just for fun, not marking,” Lily raised her eyebrows. “Why should only Alphas get to play around?”
“Can’t she–wolves have fun too? Connor Rivers is seen publicly with that celebrity–are you really going to remain celibate for him?”
“Play! Let loose and have some fun!”
I frowned. “I… I’m not interested…”
“That’s because you haven’t experienced the thrill of playing the field.”
The bartender placed three Moonberry Mojitos before us. The drinks sparkled with an otherworldly shimmer. Lily said with a smile, “Thanks, handsome.”
Leo met Lily’s gaze, smiling seductively. “No need to thank me, beautiful.”
Their eyes met, and attraction sparked silently. I could practically feel the chemistry crackling between them.
Rebecca and I exchanged glances, both wearing dazed expressions. Our eyes were wide with shock.
Did they just connect that easily?
After drinking one cocktail, my depression didn’t decrease but intensified. As the saying goes, drowning sorrows with alcohol only makes the sorrow greater.
Under alcohol’s influence, I seemed to miss Connor even more. My wolf howled mournfully within me. Lily tried to cheer me up. “It’s okay, sister. If you don’t like this one, I’ll introduce you to others.”
“Didn’t you mention wanting to see some male entertainers last time? This bar has plenty of good–looking ones.”
“Wait here, I’ll call their manager over. Whatever catches your eye, tell your sister, and I’ll arrange it fo
I had already consumed three cocktails and felt dizzy. I mumbled in a slurred voice, “Don’t…”
Lily was also drunk, and with the bar’s noise, she didn’t hear clearly. “What? You want to?”
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I shook my head. “I don’t like messy situations…”
Lily misunderstood. “What? You just want to look at those eight–pack abs?”
amber eyes blurred. What on earth was she talking about? My cheeks flushed with intoxication, my
Ten minutes later, five male entertainers–all over six feet tall with impressive eight–pack abs–stood in a row
before me.
They said in unison, “Hello~~~”
I hiccupped and laughed foolishly. “Hello everyone.”
These were Blake Sterling and other beta werewolves who worked as entertainers at Nightshade Bar. They used their physical attributes to attract wealthy female patrons.
(Connor’s POV).
“I have to admit, they’re really good–looking.”
Meanwhile, in a dimly lit booth across the bar, I stared at the payment notification on my phone. My face darkened with displeasure.
“What’s wrong with Lily? She used my emergency card to hire male entertainers for Olivia?”
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