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Chapter 216: The Alpha’s Desperate Journey
Chapter 216: The Alpha’s Desperate Journey
(Olivia’s POV)
Connor’s voice came through the phone, low and hoarse with exhaustion. “I didn’t come alone. I took turns driving with Frank Langley. Livvy, I won’t be at ease until I see you.”
Over nine hundred kilometers. A normal drive without traffic would take about ten hours, not to mention the devastating floods in Harbor City. The journey would be even longer and more dangerous for the Alpha to reach his mate.
I gripped Rachel’s phone tightly, feeling a tremor in my heart and a stinging in my eyes. Despite the overwhelming emotion from Connor’s concern, my words came out sharp and cutting.
“Who asked you to come find me? It’s dangerous here with the floods. Can you not be so melodramatic?”
My voice cracked slightly. “I can’t bear the responsibility if something happens to the Rivers pack’s heir. I’m fine, go back, no need to come.”
My wolf instincts warred with my rational mind. Part of me desperately wanted my mate’s protection, while another part feared for his safety.
Connor chuckled self–deprecatingly over the phone. “No one asked me to come, I wanted to come myself, Olivia. Don’t worry, if something happens, it’s my own fault, it has nothing to do with you.”
My throat tightened, tears welling up in my eyes as I felt the pain in his voice resonate through our bond. “Connor Rivers, I forbid you from coming, go back now!”
The village was remote, surrounded by floodwaters, and prone to landslides. Connor coming to find me was too dangerous. I couldn’t let him put himself in harm’s way for me.
However, Connor didn’t heed my words. His voice cracked with emotion, the Alpha’s composure finally breaking.
“Olivia, if something were to happen to you, there’s no point in me living.”
My heart quivered violently, followed by waves of piercing pain as our mate bond resonated with his anguish.
Connor’s voice was hoarse and raw.
“I’m not afraid of danger, I’m only afraid of never seeing you again.”
The line went quiet after that. I stared at Rachel’s phone, my hands trembling.
After the storm, the sky was clear, and the setting sun peeked out from behind the clouds, painting the horizon with orange hues. I exhaled/softly, tears blurring my vision as my wolf yearned for Connor’s presence.
That night, I tossed and turned, unable to sleep. I was constantly worried about Connor.
Although the storm had passed, the village was remote, and the floodwaters nearby hadn’t fully receded. I was afraid that something might happen to the Rivers pack Alpha.
Just as I was struggling to fall asleep, a knock came at the door. I got up to answer it, and Rachel Morrison was standing outside.
“What’s wrong?” I asked.
Rachel handed me the phone. “Olivia, that gentleman who called this afternoon just sent a message, take a look.”
My breath hitched. I looked down at the phone screen.
Don’t worry about me, sleep early, see you tomorrow.
The anxiety in my heart was instantly relieved. With my body finally relaxing, I gave the phone back to Rachel.
“Thank you, sorry to trouble you so late.”
Rachel said softly, “It’s no trouble at all. Get some sleep.”
I hummed softly in response. Lying back in bed, my nervousness had vanished.
See you tomorrow. The three words were full of anticipation from both my human heart and my wolf.
With that thought, I finally drifted off to sleep. Early the next morning, before dawn had even broken, I was awakened by a commotion downstairs.
I opened my eyes, and something suddenly came to mind. I shot straight up from the bed.
Connor Rivers! He said he would arrive in Harbor City around midnight last night.
I hurriedly got dressed, quickly brushed my hair, and ran downstairs. The water had receded, leaving behind patches of dampness on the concrete floor.
I ran downstairs and immediately spotted a familiar figure under the eaves. My mate had actually come.
I ran out and saw the familiar figure under the eaves–lonely and solitary. He was facing away from me.
An Alpha who was usually so fastidious about cleanliness, his shoes were now covered with mud, his trousers splattered with dirt, and his clothes were also covered in mud. I had never seen Connor Rivers in
such a disheveled state.
A pang of emotion surged through me, and I rushed forward, embracing Connor from behind. “You’re here,” I
whispered.
Connor’s body stiffened. It was a long–awaited embrace.
The horizon was painted with gentle orange hues, like a painter’s casual stroke of color. In the morning light, smoke rose from the chimneys, mingling with the mist, as if reuniting mates, tender and affectionate.
All of this was as beautiful as a dream. Connor was gently embraced by me from behind, and time seemed to
stand still..
He dared not move, afraid that the dream would shatter.
We silently embraced each other, then Connor turned around. I first noticed the Alpha’s Adam’s apple,
trembling slightly with tension.
Then, I looked up into his deep, dark eyes. Those eyes were gazing at me with the devotion only a mate could show, and I couldn’t help but look away.
I muttered, “I told you not to come, why did you come anyway?”
Connor gently cupped my face in his hands, turning my gaze back to meet his. “Because I wanted to see you,
Leonor gently cupped
so I came.”
The Alpha’s handsome features were deep and enchanting, his voice as gentle and warm as a spring breeze. My clear, bright eyes were brimming with tears, and I stared at Connor without blinking
“What is it?” Connor asked, gently stroking the tip of my nose, his eyes twinkling with amusement. “Did you forget what I look like after just a few days?”
My eyes shimmered like water, and my voice was soft from just waking up. “It just feels so unreal, like a
dream.”
“It’s not a dream,” Connor said, a gentle smile playing on his lips. “If you don’t believe me, pinch me and see.”
I snorted softly. “Even if I pinch you, I wouldn’t know if it hurts or not.”
Connor’s eyes were filled with laughter. “Then what should we do? My heart would ache if you pinched
yourself.”
I giggled, lightly punching the Alpha’s chest, with a hint of playfulness. “Alright, stop being so glib.”
Connor took my hand, and said softly, “I’m being serious.”
My eyes were clear and pure, reflecting Connor’s handsome face. I bit my lip and asked him, “Have you had breakfast yet?”
“No, the road conditions were worse than I expected. I only arrived in Harbor City at three thirty in the morning. The city was much better, the water had receded, but the further I drove towards here, the harder the road became.”
He paused, running a hand through his disheveled hair. “By the time I got to the county, there was standing water everywhere, and about five kilometers from the village, it was all flooded, so I had to get out and walk.”
My eyebrows furrowed in concern. “You walked fifty kilometers?”
Connor hummed in acknowledgment. My heart ached.
Fifty kilometers along muddy paths, slipping and sliding with every step. Even for an Alpha wolf, it was
difficult.
And the countryside was remote, the roads were treacherous, and surrounded by mountains. If it started raining again, there could be landslides.
I shuddered at the thought, and dared not delve any further. Then, something occurred to me, and I asked, “You didn’t sleep at all last night?”
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