#Chapter 152: Midnight Meetings

Agnes The image of Olivia in my jewelry was burned into my mind as I stared at the ceiling of my bedroom. It was almost midnight, and sleep still refused to come. The house felt too quiet, too empty without Elijah. He hadn’t come home. His secretary had said he was on “confidential pack business”. So confidential, apparently, that he couldn’t even tell me what it was. But maybe it didn’t have anything to do with the pack at all. Maybe he was with… her. I rolled onto my side, pulling the blanket tighter around me. My throat ached from holding back tears. I didn’t want to believe it. After everything we had been through together, I had trusted him. Trusted him completely. But hadn’t Mason warned me? Hadn’t he said that a mate bond never truly breaks? That if Elijah hadn’t taken the leap and unmarked Olivia—despite the consequences—after everything she’d done, he wasn’t letting go and had no intentions of doing so? I sat up, switching on the bedsi