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“I want her brought in,” I said, my voice dropping to a dangerous Alpha timbre. “Send our American contacts
No mistakes this time.”
“Understood, Alpha. We’ll have her within 48 hours.”
“Keep me updated,” I ordered before ending the call.
I took a moment to compose myself, pushing my wolf back from the surface. Olivia didn’t need to be burdened with these concerns tonight. Not when she was already carrying so much worry for the Pierce
siblings.
When I reentered the room, I found Olivia and Leah chatting animatedly. Leah was showing Olivia a small sketch she’d drawn a simple landscape with trees and mountains. My wolf calmed at the sight of Olivia’s gentle smile.
“This is beautiful, Leah,” Olivia was saying. “You have real talent.”
“Noah bought me the sketchbook,” Leah explained. “He says it gives me something to focus on besides the
treatments.”
I moved to stand beside Olivia, placing a hand on her shoulder. She leaned into my touch instinctively, a gesture that pleased my wolf immensely.
My phone rang again. I checked the caller ID–it was from the werewolf bone marrow registry. My heart rate quickened as I answered.
“Alpha Rivers speaking.”
The voice on the other end delivered news that made my wolf leap with joy. I listened intently, asking a few clarifying questions before ending the call.
Olivia was watching me, her amber eyes questioning. “Connor? What is it?”
I couldn’t contain my smile. “That was the registry. They’ve found a match for Leah.”
Olivia’s face transformed with joy, her amber eyes widening in disbelief. “Are you serious? They found a
match?”
“A perfect match,” I confirmed. “A beta werewolf from the Western Territory. He’s already agreed to donate.” Olivia turned to Leah, grasping her hands. “Did you hear that? They found a match!”
Leah’s thin face went blank with shock before tears welled in her eyes. “Really? Someone matched me?” “Yes,” Olivia said, her own eyes filling with tears. “The transplant can happen as soon as the donor arrives.” Leah’s hands trembled in Olivia’s grasp. “I can’t believe it,” she whispered. “I thought… I was preparing myself for the worst.”
“Not anymore,” Olivia assured her, pulling the young omega into a gentle embrace. “Now you can prepare for getting better.”
I watched as they clung to each other, both shedding tears of relief and happiness. My wolf swelled with pride at being able to deliver this news. The registry had been searching for weeks, but my con.. tions and
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resources had expedited the process, expanding the search to territories that might otherwise have months to include,
“This means Noah won’t have to work those dangerous jobs anymore, Leah said, wiping her tears. He wort have to worry about paying for my treatments.”
Her wolf, weakened by illness, still managed a happy whine that was audible to our enhanced hearing. The
sound touched something deep in Olivia’s heart–I could see it in the
way her expression softened even
further.
“No, he won’t,” Olivia agreed. “He can focus on his own recovery now.”
We stayed with Leah for another hour, discussing the transplant procedure and what she could expect in the coming weeks. By the time we left, the young omega was exhausted but happier than I’d ever seen her.
In the elevator down to the parking garage, Olivia leaned against me, her body relaxing for what seemed like
the first time in weeks.
“Thank you,” she whispered. “I know you had something to do with finding that match so quickly.”
I pressed a kiss to her temple. “I simply expanded the search. The registry did the rest.”
She looked up at me, her amber eyes shining with gratitude. Still, thank you. This means everything to
them… and to me.”
On the drive back to Olivia’s apartment in Riverdale Terrace, she talked non–stop, her earlier worries replaced with excitement and relief. She discussed plans for helping Noah with his rehabilitation, ideas for Leah’s recovery, and how they might eventually transition to more stable living arrangements.
My wolf preened with satisfaction, pleased to see my mate–to–be so happy after weeks of stress. Her scent had changed subtly–the undertone of worry replaced by joy and something else… something that made my wolf stir with interest.
As we pulled into the parking area of her apartment building, I caught her watching me, her amber eyes reflecting the streetlights. There was a shift in her scent that signaled her growing attraction, making my ice–blue eyes darken with desire.
“Would you like to come up?” she asked, her voice softer than usual.
“I’d like that,” I replied, trying to keep my wolf’s eagerness in check.
Inside her apartment, the atmosphere between us changed. The emotional high of the good news had Olivia’s wolf pushing closer to the surface, seeking connection with her Alpha. I could sense it in the way she moved, in the subtle changes to her scent.
She turned to face me after hanging up our coats, her amber eyes meeting mine with newfound confidence. “I can’t thank you enough for what you did for Leah.”
“You don’t need to thank me,” I said, stepping closer to her. “Seeing you happy is enough.”
My arms encircled her waist, drawing her against me. She came willingly, tilting her head back to look up at me. The gesture exposed the delicate line of her neck–a sign of trust that made my eyes flash with primal
hunger.
“Connor,” she whispered, her pulse visibly quickening beneath her skin.
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