Chapter 197 Gifts and Be
Chapter 197: Gifts and Betrayals
Chapter 197: Gifts and Betrayals
(Connor’s POV)
In my executive office at Rivers Pack Holdings, Frank Langley entered with several pack alliance documents requiring my signature. I barely glanced up from my phone as he placed them on my desk.
“These need your approval by end of day, Alpha,” Frank said quietly before leaving.
I nodded absently, absorbed in checking my schedule. The date caught my attention – May 10th. May 20th was approaching soon.
That special date sparked an idea. I needed to prepare a gift for Olivia as part of my pursuit of her. We
weren’t officially mated yet, and our bond was still developing.
I picked up my phone and dialed Sebastian Pierce’s number. He answered on the second ring.
“Connor! What brings you to call during business hours?” Sebastian’s cheerful voice came through.
“I need information about new limited edition bags,” I said in fluent French. “Your company’s latest releases.”
Sebastian’s laughter filled the line. “Ah, wooing a she–wolf, are we? Let me guess – this is for your future
Luna?”
“Yes,” I confirmed without hesitation.
“Have you reconciled with Olivia officially?” Sebastian asked with genuine curiosity.
“We haven’t officially bonded yet,” I admitted. “But I’m working on it.”
“I’ll check with our general manager about upcoming releases,” Sebastian promised. “Give me a few minutes.”
Within ten minutes, my phone buzzed with Sebastian’s call back.
“Perfect timing,” he announced excitedly. “We have a Global Limited Edition Luna Collection handbag launching next week.”
I leaned forward with interest. “Tell me more.”
“Three colors available – obsidian black, arctic white, and rich brown. All feature premium matte crocodile Jeather. Price point is $1.5 million each.”
The price didn’t concern me. “All three colors sound versatile. Olivia would love them.”
“I can gift them to you,” Sebastian offered generously. “Consider it my blessing for your pursuit.”
“No,” I said firmly. “I’ll pay for them myself.”
I immediately transferred $4.5 million to Sebastian’s account. “Done. When can I collect them?”
“I’ll have them ready by tomorrow,” Sebastian assured me.
(Cassandra’s POV)
Meanwhile, I faced a desperate situation in my cramped childhood bedroom. Maxwell Thornfield had agreed
to help me flee the Northern Territory, but his condition made my stomach turn.
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“One night with me,” he had said with that predatory smile. “Then I’ll arrange your departure.”
My face stiffened at his demand. I had undergone pregnancy termination just over a month ago. Pack
healers warned me to wait at least three months before i*********e.
Six months before attempting pregnancy again, or risk irreparable damage to my werewolf healing abilities.
But waiting three months meant my second trial would be over. Escape would become impossible.
After hours of internal struggle, I gritted my teeth. “Fine. One night.”
Maxwell’s eyes gleamed with satisfaction. “Excellent choice, beautiful.”
The next morning, I lay in Maxwell’s arms, my body covered in bite marks from his rough treatment. They hadn’t healed due to my weakened state.
I traced circles on his chest coquettishly. “When will you send me abroad?”
The drowsy beta irritably pushed my hand away. “Don’t rush me. I just woke up.”
I rolled my eyes in frustration. How could I not be anxious when Olivia might discover my plans?
“The lawsuit with Olivia makes me nervous,” I explained softly. “Once the werewolf court verdict comes down, I’ll face pack exile.”
“Wait until I’m fully awake,” Maxwell dismissed me with a wave.
My anger flared as I realized his true nature. Before getting me into bed, he had been passionate and attentive. He claimed to have waited for me despite knowing I loved Ethan.
But once he got what he wanted, he became impatient and dismissive immediately.
I waited resentfully until 1:30 PM when Maxwell finally stirred awake.
“Before we discuss your departure,” he said with a lecherous grin, “I want another round.”
After ten minutes of his selfish satisfaction, I could barely contain my fury at his behavior.
Maxwell reached for his phone, finally ready to help. “I’ll call Samuel Harrison. His family has private jets.” “Samuel’s much wealthier than me,” Maxwell explained while dialing. “He’s planning a European trip anyway.” I listened as Maxwell spoke to his friend. “Sam, I need a favor. Can you take someone on your European flight?”
“Sure, no problem,” came Samuel’s voice through the speaker. “Have her bring documents to my assistant for processing.”
“International flights require three days‘ advance notice,” Samuel continued. “But my jet has a large cabin. Adding one passenger shouldn’t be an issue.”
After the call ended, I embraced Maxwell’s waist gratefully. “You’re amazing. I should have chosen you over Ethan from the start.”
Maxwell smugly reminded me, “Now that the Blackwood family went, bankrupt, Ethan can’t help you anymore.
This reminder filled me with both anger and sadness. I had sacrificed everything for Ethan – bearing the stigma of being a mistress to a mated Alpha.
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“One night with me,” he had said with that predatory smile. “Then I’ll arrange your departure.”
My face stiffened at his demand. I had undergone pregnancy termination just over a month ago. Pack
healers warned me to wait at least three months before i⭑*********e.
Six months before attempting pregnancy again, or risk irreparable damage to my werewolf healing abilities.
But waiting three months meant my second trial would be over. Escape would become impossible.
After hours of internal struggle, I gritted my teeth. “Fine. One night.”
Maxwell’s eyes gleamed with satisfaction. “Excellent choice, beautiful.”
The next morning, I lay in Maxwell’s arms, my body covered in bite marks from his rough treatment. They
hadn’t healed due to my weakened state.
I traced circles on his chest coquettishly. “When will you send me abroad?”
The drowsy beta irritably pushed my hand away. “Don’t rush me. I just woke up.”
I rolled my eyes in frustration. How could I not be anxious when Olivia might discover my plans?
“The lawsuit with Olivia makes me nervous,” I explained softly. “Once the werewolf court verdict comes down, I’ll face pack exile.”
“Wait until I’m fully awake,” Maxwell dismissed me with a wave.
My anger flared as I realized his true nature. Before getting me into bed, he had been passionate and attentive. He claimed to have waited for me despite knowing I loved Ethan.
But once he got what he wanted, he became impatient and dismissive immediately.
I waited resentfully until 1:30 PM when Maxwell finally stirred awake.
“Before we discuss your departure,” he said with a lecherous grin, “I want another round.”
After ten minutes of his selfish satisfaction, I could barely contain my fury at his behavior.
Maxwell reached for his phone, finally ready to help. “I’ll call Samuel Harrison. His family has private jets.” “Samuel’s much wealthier than me,” Maxwell explained while dialing. “He’s planning a European trip anyway.” I listened as Maxwell spoke to his friend. “Sam, I need a favor. Can you take someone on your European
flight?”
“Sure, no problem,” came Samuel’s voice through the speaker. “Have her bring documents to my assistant for processing.”
“International flights require three days‘ advance notice,” Samuel continued. “But my jet has a large cabin. Adding one passenger shouldn’t be an issue.”
After the call ended, I embraced Maxwell’s waist gratefully. “You’re amazing. I should have chosen you over Ethan from the start.”
Maxwell smugly reminded me, “Now that the Blackwood family went, bankrupt, Ethan can’t help you anymore.
”
This reminder filled me with both anger and sadness. I had sacrificed everything for Ethan – bearing the stigma of being a mistress to a mated Alpha.
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I had offended the Winters pack heiress, lost my social media account with millions of followers, and faced a
lawsuit. Only for him to be so heartless that he didn’t even want our pup.
That evening, I prepared carefully for meeting Samuel Harrison. I wore a sexy black dress and elaborate
makeup.
This served two purposes – supporting Maxwell’s image and potentially seducing the Harrison family heir. I was confident in my looks and figure.
Maybe I could win over Samuel and secure a luxurious future with a wealthy pack.
As we entered Moonlight Elite Club and walked toward the reserved room, my confidence soared. This could be my chance for a fresh start.
But as Maxwell opened the door to the private suite, my dreams shattered instantly.
My face turned pale as death. I froze like a statue, unable to move.
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