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Cassandra’s perfectly shaped eyebrows rose in surprise. “Olivia’s apartment? Why would he be there?”
Jason leaned against the wall, suddenly feeling the late hour in his bones. “His wolf was driving him to be near her, I think. Even after she rejected him.”
“Rejected him?” Cassandra repeated, her voice sharpening. “What do you mean?”
“You don’t know?” Jason asked, surprised. “Ethan went to Olivia’s apartment tonight. He found her with
Connor Rivers.”
Cassandra’s wolf bristled visibly, her posture stiffening. “Connor Rivers? The Alpha from Riverdale?”
Jason nodded, a hint of satisfaction in his eyes at her discomfort. “They’re engaged to be mated. The ceremony is happening soon.”
“That’s impossible,” Cassandra insisted, her green–gold eyes flashing. “Ethan wouldn’t care about that. He and
“He and you what?” Jason interrupted, his patience wearing thin. “Have been playing games with each other for years? While he kept Olivia as a backup?”
Cassandra’s wolf growled softly, not appreciating the challenge. “You don’t understand our relationship.”
“I understand enough, Jason replied. “I understand that Ethan just bought an apartment in Moonlight Gardens, right near where Olivia lives.”
This information clearly shocked Cassandra, her carefully composed expression faltering. “He did what?”
“You heard me, Jason said, pushing away from the wall. “He’s obsessed with her. Has been for months, ever
since she left him.”
Cassandra’s wolf was fully alert now, territorial instincts flaring. Without another word to Jason, she turned and strode toward Ethan’s room, her designer boots clicking sharply against the hospital floor.
Jason watched her go, shaking his head slightly. He didn’t approve of Ethan’s obsessive behavior, nor of Cassandra’s role in the complicated mate triangle. But perhaps it was time for some truth to come to light. Cassandra burst into Ethan’s hospital room without knocking, her wolf’s jealousy propelling her forward. The door slammed against the wall, causing Ethan to flinch in his bed.
“Is it true?” she demanded, green–gold eyes blazing. “Are you obsessed with Olivia Winters?”
Ethan’s expression hardened, his wolf rising defensively despite his weakened state. “What are you doing here, Cassandra?”
“Answer me!” she insisted, stalking closer to his bed. “Did you buy an apartment near hers? Were you outside her building tonight?”
“That’s none of your business,” Ethan replied coldly.
Cassandra laughed, the sound brittle and harsh in the sterile room. “None of my business? After everything
we’ve been to each other?”
“We’ve been nothing to each other,” Ethan said, his blue eyes flashing. “Just convenient distractions.”
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The words struck Cassandra like physical blows. Her wolf recolled, hurt and confused by the rejection.
“You don’t mean that,” she whispered, her confident facade cracking slightly.
Ethan looked away, his jaw tight. “I made a mistake with Olivia. I see that now. I want to make things right.
“Make things right?” Cassandra repeated incredulously. “She’s engaged to Connor Rivers! She’s moved onl
“I don’t believe that,” Ethan insisted, his wolf pushing forward stubbornly. “Our connection was real. She just
needs to remember it.”
Cassandra’s expression shifted from hurt to mockery. “She doesn’t care about you anymore, Ethan. Jason just called her, and do you know what she said?”
Ethan’s face paled further, but he remained silent.
“She said if you’re dead, they should just take care of the body,” Cassandra continued, her words deliberately cruel. “She doesn’t care if you live or die, Ethan. She’s moved on with her true mate.”
“Get out,” Ethan growled, his wolf rising fully now. The monitors beside his bed began beeping more rapidly as his heart rate increased.
“You’re pathetic,” Cassandra spat, tears gathering in her green–gold eyes. “Pining after a woman who doesn’t want you, when I’ve been right here all along.”
“GET OUT!” Ethan roared, his control slipping entirely.
With a sudden burst of strength that belied his medical condition, he swept his arm across the bedside table, sending water, medications, and equipment crashing to the floor. The IV stand toppled, pulling the needle from his arm with a sharp sting that he barely noticed.
Cassandra stepped back, momentarily startled by the violence of his reaction. Tears now streamed freely down her face, her wolf retreating in confusion and hurt.
“You’re pathetic,” she repeated, her voice breaking. “And you’re going to end up alone.”
She turned and fled the room, nearly colliding with Jason Mitchell in the doorway. He had returned to retrieve his forgotten car keys, only to witness the explosive confrontation
Jason stood frozen, taking in the scene before him–medical equipment scattered across the floor, an alarm blaring from the disconnected monitors, and Ethan sitting upright in bed, chest heaving with rage and grief. The dangerous instability of a wolf who had lost his mate to another was written clearly in Ethan’s wild eyes and trembling hands. His wolf, once so controlled and dominant, now thrashed beneath his skin, driven by desperation and rejection.
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