Chapter 235: The Cruise Party
Chapter 235: The Cruise Party
(Connor’s POV)
The day before Miranda Blackwood’s birthday, Olivia’s phone rang while we were having breakfast. She glanced at the screen and answered with a smile.
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“Hey, Olivia, come early tomorrow afternoon,” Miranda’s voice carried through the speaker, urgent and excited. “My cruise party will set sail in the afternoon for a two–day trip at sea.”
Olivia nodded, though Miranda couldn’t see her. “Of course, I’ll be there.”
“Perfect! I can’t wait to see you,” Miranda replied before hanging up.
The next morning dawned clear and sunny, perfect weather for a cruise. I watched from the bedroom doorway as Olivia prepared herself, my wolf purring with contentment at her natural grace.
She had chosen the Sapphire Blue Halter Evening Gown she’d bought specifically for this occasion. The
flowing fabric complemented her figure perfectly, the color bringing out the amber flecks in her eyes.
Her makeup was deliberately light, just enough to enhance her natural beauty. She pinned her honey–brown
hair back in an elegant style that showcased her slender neck.
“You look beautiful,” I said, unable to keep the admiration from my voice.
She turned to face me, a slight blush coloring her cheeks. “I didn’t want to overshadow the birthday girl.”
My wolf disagreed. Even with her understated approach, Olivia’s Luna elegance shone through effortlessly. She could never be anything less than radiant.
After Olivia packed a small suitcase with her necessities, we left her luxury penthouse together. Frank Langley was waiting with my obsidian black Cullinan, the engine purring quietly.
The drive to Shadowmere Harbor was pleasant, with the sea breeze carrying the scent of salt and freedom
through the open windows. My wolf stirred with anticipation, always drawn to the ocean’s wild energy.
The port was filled with white yachts of various sizes, their masts creating a forest of elegance against the
blue sky. But among them, one vessel stood out like a floating palace.
The Moonlit Voyager was massive, its white hull gleaming in the afternoon sun. This was Miranda’s chosen
venue for her extravagant birthday celebration.
A red carpet stretched from the dock to the ship’s entrance, flanked by smiling hostesses in crisp uniforms. White–gloved crew members stood at attention, ready to assist guests.
As we approached, the crew members immediately recognized the aura of authority surrounding us. They respectfully took Olivia’s luggage, their movements efficient and deferential.
“Welcome aboard the Moonlit Voyager,” one of them said with a bow.
As Olivia boarded with me beside her, we were soon greeted by the birthday girl herself. Miranda Blackwood had spared no expense on her appearance for this occasion.
She wore a shimmering blue–purple mermaid gown that flowed like liquid starlight. The fabric caught the
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light with every movement, creating an almost hypnotic effect.
Miranda’s Sapphire Diamond Necklace adorned her throat, the precious stones catching the sunlight. Matching earrings and bracelet completed the ensemble, speaking of old pack wealth and power.
“Olivia, you’re finally here, I was waiting for you,” Miranda said with a practiced smile.
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But I didn’t miss how her eyes lit up with genuine interest when she saw me. Her wolf recognized my Alpha authority, and something more flickered in her gaze.
Olivia caught the subtle reaction immediately. She tilted her head with a teasing smile. “Are you waiting for
me or for him?”
Miranda feigned a glare, though her cheeks flushed slightly. “Can’t I wait for both?”
Olivia laughed and handed Miranda a carefully wrapped gift. “Happy birthday, Miranda.”
Miranda accepted it personally with a warm smile, a stark contrast to the mountain of presents being logged
at a large table nearby. Pack servants moved efficiently, cataloging each gift with meticulous care.
“I invited many people,” Miranda explained, gesturing toward the growing crowd on deck. “Pack allies,
business associates, and their companions. I wanted to make it a proper celebration.”
The guest list was impressive, representing significant pack status and influence. This wasn’t just a birthday
party – it was a display of Miranda’s connections and power.
As we reached the guest quarters aboard the luxurious vessel, Miranda’s true intentions became clear to my
sharp Alpha instincts. The way she moved, the calculated gleam in her eyes – she had planned this carefully.
Olivia, this is your room,” she said, stopping before an elegant door. Her voice carried a hint of something I
didn’t like.
Then, looking at me with barely concealed hope, she pointed to a room across the hall. “Connor, your room is
over there.”
Olivia paused, understanding flickering in her amber eyes. Miranda had deliberately separated us, hoping to create opportunities for private interaction.
My gaze turned ice–cold, Alpha authority radiating displeasure. The temperature in the hallway seemed to
drop several degrees.
“No need to trouble yourself,” I said with steel in my voice. “I’ll stay in the same room as my mate.”
Miranda’s eyelashes fluttered as she quickly made an excuse, her wolf submitting slightly to my dominant
presence. “But Olivia’s room is a single, It’ll be too crowded for the two of you.”
The excuse was laughably transparent. This cruise ship was massive, with hundreds of luxurious rooms and countless amenities designed for pack elite. Space was hardly an issue.
I was not one to indulge her games or allow any separation from my mate,
I walked into the room, glanced around with territorial assessment, and said decisively. “It’s not crowded. A little smaller is cozier for mates, right, Olivia?”
Without waiting for a response, I instructed the crew with Alpha command. “Place both our luggage inside.”
The crew members immediately complied, moving our bags into the single room. There was no room for argument when an Alpha gave direct orders.
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Olivia, sensing my protective instincts and understanding the pack dynamics at play, sided with her mate. “Miranda, just let him stay with me.”
Her Luna authority gently but firmly sealed the matter. Even Miranda couldn’t argue against the united front
we presented.
A wave of disappointment washed over Miranda’s face, her carefully laid plans crumbling before her eyes.
But she could only relent.
“Alright then,” she conceded with forced grace.
Without another word, I shut the door with Alpha finality, leaving Miranda outside to contemplate her failed
strategy.
Inside the room, Olivia laughed softly, her musical voice soothing my wolf. “Are you being polite?”
She chided me gently for my bluntness toward our host. But I felt no remorse for protecting what was mine.
My lips curved into a predatory smirk, Alpha confidence unwavering. “I said thank you, isn’t that polite
enough?”
I pulled her into my embrace with mate bond intensity, feeling her warmth against my chest. My voice dropped to a low, magnetic murmur that made her wolf respond.
“I want to kiss you.”
Before she could react, my lips met hers in a lingering, passionate kiss. It spoke of possession and devotion, marking her as mine even in this small way.
Outside, a stunned Miranda was brought back to reality by Evelyn Foster’s emotionless voice. “Miss
Blackwood, where is my room?”
Miranda blinked, remembering that Evelyn had saved her before. Gratefully, she led the loyal bodyguard to a luxurious single room she had specially prepared.
After the kiss ended, Olivia’s breathing was slightly ragged, her wolf purring with contentment from her mate’s attention. She looked in the mirror and lamented with mock frustration.
“You’ve smudged all my lipstick.”
I smiled with satisfied Alpha smugness, my eyes gleaming with possessive affection. “Just reapply it.”
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