Chapter 98: Severing Bonds
Chapter 98: Severing Bonds
(Connor Rivers‘ POV)
The Moonlight Haven was silent, the stillness broken only by the sharp, distinct vibration of a phone. I picked up my phone, my ice–blue eyes darkening as I saw Olivia’s name on the caller ID.
I answered, my voice hoarse. “Livvy.”
On the other end, Olivia heard my raw voice and asked with concern if I had encountered any danger on my journey back to Riverdale. Her amber eyes would be filled with worry, I knew.
I denied it, my voice flat. “No danger.”
The lie tasted bitter on my tongue. My wolf Adam paced restlessly within me, protesting the deception. Olivia then reported her safe arrival at Moonlight Haven, assuring me she faced no danger. She mentioned that Evelyn Foster, the beta werewolf caretaker assigned to her, was kind and considerate.
She emphasized that everything was fine, stopping short of expressing how much she missed me. I could hear the restraint in her voice, the careful control.
She knew this wasn’t the time for sentimental declarations. I had critical alpha duties to attend to, and her
role was to trust me and remain secure.
responded with a noncommittal “Mm.” The single syllable felt like swallowing glass.
Olivia sensed my unusual coldness. She assumed I was still processing the violent attack on the rural
highway.
Hesitantly, she said she would hang up to let me focus on my pack business. Her voice carried that gentle understanding that made my chest ache.
I looked up at the bright sunlight, my eyes feeling hollow and empty. As if summoning all my strength, my eyes bloodshot, I said, word by painstaking word: “Livvy, let’s sever our pre–mating bond.”
I had made my decision. Elder Rivers was right; the Winters Pack were primarily involved in legitimate human businesses and couldn’t withstand Frederick Warner’s ruthless, violent methods.
The longer I delayed, the more danger the Winters Pack would face. My wolf howled in agony within me. Olivia was stunned, clutching her phone. Words failed her as tears began to fall uncontrollably. After a long, agonizing silence, Olivia asked, her lip trembling, her voice choked with sobs, if this was because I feared implicating her in the conflict with Frederick Warner.
I denied it, forcing steel into my voice. “No.”
I stated that I suddenly found our arrangement meaningless. The words felt like poison on my tongue.
ture Luna of the
I claimed I had initially pursued the bond with her because I thought Cora would be a suitable Luna for Adam. Only a she–wolf with Rivers Pack.
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But now, I said, I had realized my true desires. Each word was a dagger to my own heart.
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I closed my eyes, suppressing the crushing ache in my heart, and forced out the words with difficulty loans hadn’t had enough freedom yet and didn’t want to be bound to only one mate for the rest of my life
Therefore, we should sever our bond, and she should forget me. I finished by saying I was sorry, that I had let
her down.
The silence that followed was deafening. Then I heard the soft click of the call ending.
(Olivia Winters‘ POV)
The Moonlight Haven was a two–story manor with a small, well–tended garden. From my bedroom window, I could see the garden below.
In the depths of winter, it was a scene of stark decline, as desolate as my own heart. I curled up on the bed, hugging the quilt and crying silently.
More than an hour had passed since I ended the call with Connor, and my tears hadn’t stopped. I wondered how one person could produce so many tears, as if they were an endless, sorrowful river.
I didn’t believe Connor’s reason for severing the bond was that he hadn’t “had enough fun.” Adam wasn’t that
kind of wolf.
It had to be because of Frederick Warner. He didn’t want Frederick to hurt me or my pack, so he was desperately trying to push me away.
But his words had been incredibly hurtful, and Cora couldn’t remain indifferent. She didn’t want to cry, but she couldn’t control the tears.
Winter days grew dark early, and by a little after six in the afternoon, dusk had already settled. A knock sounded on the door.
Evelyn Foster, the beta caretaker, stood outside and called softly: “Miss Winters, dinner is ready.”
I sniffled, my voice slightly hoarse. “Aunt Foster, I’m not eating.”
Perhaps Evelyn didn’t hear me and knocked on the door twice more. “Miss Winters, are you asleep?”
I wiped away my tears, got out of bed, tidied my honey–brown hair and clothes, and went to open the door. “Aunt Foster, I don’t have an appetite tonight, you eat.”
Evelyn saw my red and swollen amber eyes, her expression changing with concern. “Miss Winters, what’s wrong?”
I gently shook my head, my voice heavy with a nasal tone. “I’m fine.”
Evelyn was worried and asked if she needed to contact Alpha Connor. The mention of his name made my chest tighten painfully.
Evelyn Foster was also unintentionally insensitive. I tugged at my lips, squeezed out a smile that was worse than crying, and pretended to be strong.
“I’m really fine, maybe it’s just that I’m not used to being here yet, and I couldn’t help but cry because I was worried about my father’s injury, don’t worry about me.”
Evelyn didn’t know about Richard Winters‘ injury and hospitalization. Hearing me say this, she didn’t ask any more questions.
She only said: “It’s good that you’re okay, you scared me, I thought sormething had happened to you. Alpha
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Connor specifically told me that you can always contact him if anything happens, even things like not liking the food or not sleeping well.”
I was slightly dazed. “He really said that?”
Evelyn had a motherly smile on her face. “Yes, Miss Winters, it’s obvious that Alpha Connor cares about you
very much.”
I was silent. The irony of her words cut deep.
Evelyn continued: “Then you rest first, if you’re hungry later, just call me anytime, and I’ll make you something
to eat.”
“No need to trouble yourself, I won’t eat anything tonight, go and rest when you’re done,” I replied.
Evelyn looked a little embarrassed. “Alpha Connor instructed me to take good care of you, I live in the room diagonally opposite yours, just knock on the door if you need anything.”
“Okay.”
(Frederick Warner’s POV)
Inside Crimson Manor, one of my villas in the Harbor City outskirts, I sat on the sofa, my hands resting on the back, long legs crossed, appearing leisurely.
Hooked relaxed and casual, but my eyes flashed with a dangerous light. I gritted my teeth and said: “Are you saying that the three of you couldn’t beat Connor Rivers who was with a she–wolf?”
The beta werewolf kneeling on the ground, Ethan Parker, still had gauze wrapped around his head and arms. This was the assassin who drove the Mercenary’s Black Aston Martin to chase Connor on the rural highway
that afternoon.
He was shot in the right arm by Connor’s Shadowfang, and he also suffered a serious head injury after the car hit the guardrail, causing him to fall into a coma.
After being rescued by an ambulance and waking up, he didn’t care about his injuries, pulled out the IV tube, and rushed to my villa to report.
Ethan Parker’s face was pale, whether from his injuries or from fear. He trembled slightly and replied: “Yes…
yes…”
“Have those two wastes, Jared Hunter and Aaron, been found yet?” I narrowed my eyes, a murderous glint flashing within.
At this time, Maxwell Cooper, my personal assistant, leaned over and whispered in my ear: “Brother Frederick, I just received a call. The human police have found the bodies of Jared Hunter and Aaron.”
Jared Hunter was the mercenary sniper who fired the M82A1 Heavy Sniper Rifle that afternoon, a national of “Nation A.” Aaron was a beta, one of Maxwell’s subordinates.
They were both in the Mercenary’s Black Porsche 918. After the Porsche crashed through the guardrail and fell off the cliff, they had almost no chance of survival.
However, Jared Hunter was still holding the M82A1 Heavy Sniper Rifle when he fell. In other words, the weapon was now in police hands.
This was troublesome. My eyes were sharp, as cold as a silver blade.
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I raised my foot and kicked Ethan Parker in front of me, not caring how badly he was injured. “That’s none of your business, get out!”
(Olivia Winters‘ POV)
That night, I received a call from my best friend, Lily. “Liv, New Year’s Eve is coming up in a few days, do you
have any plans?”
Hearing this, I subconsciously looked at the calendar on my phone; it was December 28th already. “No.”
Because I had been crying for a long time in the afternoon, my voice was a little hoarse.
Lily was shocked. “Liv, what’s wrong with you? Why is your voice so hoarse?”
“I’m fine, just a little cold.”
“Oh, oh.” Lily didn’t doubt it. “So what are your plans for New Year’s Eve? Are you going to spend it with your Alpha Connor or with me and Rebecca?”
Mentioning Connor Rivers, I couldn’t help but want to cry again. “He and I…”
“Huh? What’s wrong with you and him?”
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