(Matthew’s POV)

    The phone call was instantly disconnected before I had a chance to speak. I stood by the window, my gaze meeting Theodore Redgrave’s chilling stare from the territory across the way.

    For the first time, my eyes held an unprecedented coldness. She had the audacity to call me, then hang up like some petnt child.

    Beta Tristan entered the room, his footsteps measured and careful. “Alpha King, Luna Olivia sold her

    apartment this afternoon.”

    My jaw clenched. “Continue.”

    “Not only that, but she also unenrolled Aurora from her pup creche. She moved near herpany…” His voice trailed off as he met my piercing gaze.

    I stood in the now–empty estate room, clutching a silk hair ribbon Olivia had left behind. The delicate fabric still carried her scent – moonlight and jasmine.

    “Are they safe?” I asked in a low voice.

    “Yes, Alpha King. They’re secure.” Beta Tristan cleared his throat. “Theodore Redgrave is out on bail. His

    My fingers tightened around the ribbon. “And the evidence?”

    “With the witness missing and the evidence gone, the Pack Joint Enforcement has no direct proof. They’re keeping him under surveince.”

    I said nothing, staring out at the darkening sky. Olivia was pulling away from me, building walls I couldn’t breach.

    Beta Tristan shifted ufortably. “Alpha King, Luna Olivia must have misunderstood something. If you coax her, she’ll surelye around.”

    I merely nced at him, saying nothing. He didn’t understand. This wasn’t about coaxing or misunderstandings.

    This was about Olivia choosing to run rather than fight for us.

    (God’s POV)

    Olivia settled into a furnished apartment near herpany headquarters, throwing herself into her work. The sterile walls and generic furniture felt like a prison, but it was her choice.

    The caregiver, Nora, worried about her but focused on caring for Aurora. She knew Olivia was shouldering the immense burden of raising a pup and running apany alone.

    Before leaving the Kane Estate, Olivia had contacted Isadora Redgrave to return Leo. The boy needed to be with his father’s family, not caught in this mess.

    From the window of the Redgrave Manor, Leo watched Matthew’s sleek vehicle drive away. His father’s manic voice roared in his ears.

    “Did you see that, son? Your mother doesn’t want the Alpha King! She’lle back one day.”

    For the first time, Leo felt a deep resentment towards the father he once admired. The man who had destroyed everything good in their family.

    He finally gathered the courage to confront him. “Mom doesn’t hate Uncle Matthew at all.”

    Theodore’s eyes shed dangerously. “What did you say?”

    “She even kissed him today.” Leo’s voice trembled but remained firm. “Mom wants Aurora, and Aurora is Uncle

    Matthew’s pup.”

    The crystal ss in Theodore’s hand began to c***k under the pressure of his grip.

    “Mom doesn’t want me because I’m your son, Leo continued, tears streaming down his face. “Why can’t you learn from Uncle Matthew and make Mom happy for once!”

    In a sh of rage, the crystal ss in Theodore’s hand shattered, drawing blood. The sharp fragments scattered across the marble floor.

    Isadora rushed in to protect her nephew, pleading with her brother. “Brother! Leo is right. You’ve done too many things to hurt Luna Olivia.”

    She grabbed Theodore’s bleeding hand, wrapping it in her silk scarf. “If you love her, let her go.”

    After she bandaged his hand, Theodore hugged a terrified Leo. The boy’s small body shook against his chest.

    “I’m sorry for scaring you,” Theodore whispered, his voice deceptively soft.

    As the boy sobbed in his arms, Theodore’s grip tightened slightly. “Tell Daddy… how did your mother kiss

    Uncle Matthew?”

    (God’s POV)

    With only 20 days remaining before the partner alliance dissolution agreement takes effect, the coronation ceremony of the Alpha King was drawing near. Matthew was busier than ever.

    He had never intended to choose between his duties and his love. He was determined to have it all.

    He wanted his crown, and he wanted his mate too.

    His days were consumed by endless meetings as his new royal council settled in. Territory disputes, trade

    agreements, security protocols – the weight of an entire continent rested on his shoulders.

    Yet he had always carved out time for Olivia and Aurora, taking her every word to heart. Until now.

    Beta Tristan returned from a worried call with the caregiver. Matthew was in a high–level video conference about territorial security deployments.

    The holographic disy showed troop movements across three time zones. Alphamanders waited for his orders.

    Beta Tristan approached cautiously, leaning in to whisper. “It was Nora’s call, she said Luna Olivia…”

    Matthew cut him off with a coldmand. “Get out.”

    Beta Tristan left, bewildered. He couldn’t understand Matthew’s recent decisions.

    Like appointing Tasha as a spokesperson despite her past mistakes concerning Olivia. And now, he refused

    to even hear about her.

    Beta Tristan knew the political necessity of a proper mating ceremony for Matthew to ascend to the highest position. He also knew, with absolute certainty, that it could only be Olivia.

    It was an impossible situation.

    He called the caregiver back, his voice carefully neutral. “Nora, the Alpha King is too busy to visit right now.”

    Just then, Matthew emerged from the conference room. His enhanced hearing caught every word through the phone’s speaker.

    Olivia’s voice was tired but resolute. “Beta Tristan, I’m fine. Nora is just overreacting.”

    Matthew froze, his hand still on the door handle.

    “Please don’t tell the Alpha King. I don’t need a visit.”

    The words hit him like silver bullets to the chest. She didn’t need him.

    She didn’t want him.