Chapter 117 Alphas are al
Chapter 117: Alphas are all the same
Chapter 117: Alphas are all the same
(Olivia’s POV)
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After securing the major contract with Thornwick Enterprises, Thomas Wilson had celebrated with several
glasses of moonberry wine at lunch. The alcohol hit him harder than expected, and he fell asleep the moment
we returned to the hotel.
With the afternoon suddenly free, I found myself in Southmere Territory. This coastal region was known for its werewolf–friendly tourism, and our hotel offered stunning ocean views.
Moonlit Shore was just a short distance away. As the afternoon temperatures soared, I spent the day relaxing in my room before changing into a cool outfit.
I slipped into a tank top and shorts, applied sunscreen carefully, and headed to the beach as sunset approached. The heat was becoming unbearable, and the ocean breeze called to me.
The beach was exclusive to pack members and hotel guests, so it wasn’t crowded. I found a comfortable recliner under a large parasol and settled in.
Removing my sunglasses, I gazed at the vast ocean and let my mind wander. A fiery sun hung where the sky met the sea, painting the clouds in shades of orange with gilded edges.
The seawater shimmered like spilled liquid amber topped with crushed moonstone. Everything sparkled and looked surreal in the dying light.
The sea breeze carried hints of salt and distant pine from the territory’s forests. It swept over me, dispelling the day’s oppressive heat completely.
I leaned back, leisurely enjoying the sunset. A rare sense of peace washed over me like the gentle waves.
It had been a while since I felt this relaxed. These past days had been a whirlwind of legal work and pack politics.
My tranquility was soon interrupted. “Beautiful lady, are you alone?”
A crude werewolf approached with a leering grin.
I didn’t even glance his way. “Mated with two pups, and my Alpha is in the hotel with them.”
Unfazed, Lenny Walsh pressed on, stepping closer. His eyes roamed over my body with disgusting hunger.
“Oh, a young she–wolf, eh? Having two pups, but still in such good shape.”
I ignored him completely. My wolf bristled with disgust at his proximity and crude behavior.
The rogue took another step, invading my personal space. His breath reeked of cheap alcohol and desperation.
“Your Alpha’s not around. Can I play with you?”
Disgust evident in my voice, I simply said, “Get lost.”
“Oh, such a temper,” Lenny chuckled, completely undeterred. “I like she–wolves with spirit.”
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As I prepared to physically remove this persistent omega, someone kicked the rogue to the ground. The fore sent him sprawling across the sand.
“Where’d this packless mutt come from?”
I turned to see Ethan Grey standing there. A frown immediately creased my brow at his unexpected
appearance.
“What are you doing here?”
Ethan settled into the chair beside me without invitation. His presence was immediately commanding despite his casual demeanor.
“It’s been too cold in Harbor City lately, so I came to Southmere for a vacation. What a coincidence, staying at the same hotel as you.”
His ice–blue eyes studied my face carefully. “Are you here for a vacation too?”
I didn’t bother analyzing his words. Whether he was on vacation or following me, it was completely irrelevant.
“None of your business,” I retorted coldly.
Ethan then dropped a bombshell. His voice carried a cruel edge that made my wolf recoil.
“Did you know Connor Rivers is also in Southmere? With that actress Layla Lawrence.”
My lips curled into a sardonic smile. The news hit me like silver poisoning, but I refused to show weakness.
“What are you trying to say?”
Ethan continued, his tone falsely sympathetic. “Livvy, I told you, Alphas are all the same. Don’t think Connor is any better than me.”
His eyes gleamed with malicious satisfaction. “Do you believe me now?”
“Oh,” I replied flatly. My amber eyes revealed absolutely nothing of the turmoil inside.
“I saw the news that you broke off your engagement with him. You’re unmated now, right?”
His voice dropped to a possessive whisper. “Can I pursue you?”
“No,” I stated firmly. My wolf’s rejection was absolute and unwavering
I stood, unwilling to endure his words any longer. The conversation was becoming unbearable, and I needed
to escape.
As I moved to leave, Ethan grabbed my wrist with possessive desperation. Before he could speak, I twisted his wrist with werewolf strength.
“Ah-” He cried out sharply, recoiling and clutching his injured wrist.
Releasing his hand, my amber eyes burned with undisguised loathing. “Ethan Grey, I made myself clear last time. Stop bothering me.”
My voice carried the authority of my Winters bloodline. “Don’t you understand?”
Ethan looked wounded, staring at me with an obsessive gaze that bordered on dangerous. His wolf howled with possessive need.
“Livvy, I can’t. I can’t let you go.”
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“You disgust me, Ethan Grey,” I spat. The words came from the deepest part of my soul.
Turning, I walked away without a backward glance. My wolf urged me to put distance between us immediately.
Ethan pursued, his desperation making him reckless. “Connor must have been having an affair with that actress while he was still with you.”
His voice grew more frantic. “You just broke off the engagement, and now his scandal with the actress is
revealed.”
I pressed my lips together, my expression Icy. I quickened my pace, ignoring his invasive questions completely.
“Did you call off the engagement because you found out he betrayed you?”
Ethan persisted, his voice growing more desperate. “Are you following that entertainment event tonight? Connor and that actress are walking the red carpet together.”
His words hit like physical blows. “They’re making it official, Livvy. You should give up on him.”
Hearing the words “making it official,” I paused. My heart clenched despite my efforts to remain indifferent.
Ethan, seeing me stop, smirked with cruel satisfaction. “Livvy, I…”
“Get lost!”
“Livvy, don’t send me away. I know you must be feeling…”
“I said, get lost!”
Reaching the hotel lobby, I approached Robert Hayes, the hotel security personnel. He was a professional beta werewolf with kind eyes.
“Excuse me,” I said, my voice steady despite my inner turmoil. “I’m a guest here. This Alpha is harassing me. Can you help me?”
“Livvy, Livvy, listen to me,” Ethan called after me, His composure was completely cracking now.
The security guards stepped in immediately. Their beta wolves instinctively responded to my distress despite Ethan’s Alpha status.
“Sir, please don’t harass the guests.”
“Harass? She’s my intended mate! We’re just having a disagreement!”
Ethan struggled against their hold. “Let go of me!”
The security guards turned to me for confirmation. My face was like ice as I spoke.
“He’s not my mate or intended. We have no bond.”
With that, I turned and left without another word.
Ethan continued to shout, his Alpha authority clashing with the hotel’s security protocols. “Livvy, Livvy…”
go,
“Sir, please stop harassing the guests,” the security officers insisted. They held him firmly despite the difficulty of restraining an Alpha.
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“You’re disrupting our hotel’s operations…”
“Let go of me! Damn it!” His wolf raged against the restraint.
“Sir, we’ll call the territorial enforcers if you continue.”
“I’m not harassing her! I told you, we’re destined mates!”
But his protests fell on deaf ears as I disappeared into the elevator.
I returned to my room, closed the door, and leaned against it. I stared blankly at the floor for a long moment.
After what felt like an eternity, I mechanically pulled out my phone. I opened Howlr, the werewolf social media platform.
The trending topics flashed before my amber eyes. Connor Rivers and Layla Lawrence’s photograph filled the
screen.
The Alpha and actress were together at some glamorous event. They looked perfect together, like a matched
pair.
“Clang-” The phone slipped from my grasp and crashed to the floor.
The evening wind blew in through the window. The white gauze curtains fluttered like ghosts in the breeze.
I stood pale and still under the lights. As if struck by silver, I felt my blood turn to ice.
My wolf whimpered in pain at the sight of my former fiancé with another she–wolf.
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