#Chapter 21 – Damage Control

Olivia's POV I woke up with a pounding headache on Ethan’s couch, fragments of last night still blurry around the edges. The last thing I remembered clearly was Ethan dragging me away from Aiden and that punch he threw. I was still piecing everything together when my phone blew up with messages. I groaned, rolling over to grab my phone. Mia’s name flashed with a dozen notifications, one after the other, filling my lock screen. Mia: ‘OMG Liv, you NEED to see this!’ Mia: ‘Call me RIGHT NOW.’ Mia: ‘More photos, bish get up, the hangover can wait. Mia: ‘Ethan looks murderous in these pics…’ My stomach dropped and threatened to rebel. Each message felt like a weight pressing on my chest, dread spreading through me as I unlocked the screen. Mia sent links to articles and photos – of me and Aiden, close enough to be mistaken for something intimate and ramp up the gossip. And then there were the photos of Ethan stepping between us, his wolf barely contained, just moments