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Chapter 224. The Alpha’s… 

Chapter 224: The Alpha’s Confession 

Chapter 224: The Alpha’s Confession 

(Olivia’s POV) 

The next morning, I woke to the familiar scent of white moonflowers drifting through my cottage window. My wolf stirred uneasily, recognizing the Alpha’s presence before I even looked outside. 

There he was again. Ethan Stone stood at the entrance of Maple Grove Cottage Complex, holding a fresh bouquet of my favorite flowers. 

His powerful Alpha presence was impossible to ignore, even from three stories up. The morning sunlight caught the amber flecks in his eyes as he gazed up at my window with desperate hope. 

I deliberately turned away from the window. My wolf bristled at his persistent courtship, rejecting the mate bond that still connected us despite everything. 

This had been going on for days now. Every morning, the same routine. 

Ethan would arrive before dawn, positioning himself where I couldn’t miss him when I left for work. His 

expensive suits were always perfectly pressed, his dark hair immaculately styled. 

But there was something different about him now. Something vulnerable that hadn’t been there before. 

The flowers were always fresh white moonflowers, never wilted or carelessly chosen. He must have them 

specially delivered each morning from the Sacred Grove where they grew wild. 

I grabbed my crystal design portfolio and headed for the back exit. I refused to give him the satisfaction of acknowledging his presence. 

My wolf whined softly, confused by my rejection of our mate. But I pushed down those instincts. 

Ethan Stone had forfeited the right to court me the day he chose Victoria over our daughter. 

That evening, I returned home to find him still there. This time, he had spread Stone Pack business documents across a makeshift desk under the moonlight. 

His laptop glowed in the darkness as he worked through pack financés and territorial agreements. Maxwell 

Chen’s car was parked nearby, the assistant waiting patiently for his Alpha. 

Ethan’s amber eyes found mine the moment I stepped out of my vehicle. Hope flared in their depths, quickly followed by disappointment when I walked past without a word. 

“Olivia,” he called softly. His voice carried the authority of an Alpha King, but also something I’d never heard 

before – pleading. 

I paused at my cottage door but didn’t turn around. My hand trembled slightly on the doorknob. 

“I’ll wait as long as it takes,” he said. “I know I don’t deserve your forgiveness, but I need you to know that I’m 

not giving up.” 

The vulnerability in his voice made my wolf whimper. But I forced myself to enter the cottage without responding. 

Through my window, I watched him work until nearly midnight. His broad shoulders were hunched over the 

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documents, occasionally running his hands through his dark hair in frustration. 

This continued for a full week. Every morning, the white moonflowers. Every evening, the patient vigil under 

the stars. 

My resolve was beginning to c***k. Not because I forgave him, but because his persistence was wearing down my defenses. 

On the seventh day, I made a decision. If Ethan wanted to talk, then we would talk. But it would be on my 

terms. 

I reopened our mate bond communication for the first time in months. The mental link crackled to life. 

between us, and I felt his shock through the connection. 

“Time, location,” I sent through the bond, keeping my message brief and businesslike. 

(Ethan’s POV) 

The message hit me like lightning during a crucial Stone Pack Enterprises board meeting. My heart soared with hope as Olivia’s voice echoed through our reopened mate bond. 

She had unblocked our mental connection. After months of silence, my true mate was finally willing to 

communicate. 

I immediately stood from the conference table, my amber eyes blazing with excitement. The board members looked startled by my sudden movement. 

“Maxwell, take over the meeting,” I commanded, my Alpha voice brooking no argument. “Handle the quarterly projections and territorial expansion proposals.” 

Maxwell Chen nodded efficiently, though I caught the surprise in his expression. I never left important meetings for personal matters. 

But this wasn’t just personal. This was everything. 

I rushed to my private office and immediately dialed Olivia’s number. My hands actually trembled as I pressed 

the call button. 

The phone rang once before she disconnected. My wolf whined at the rejection, but I forced myself to remain 

calm. 

Another message came through our bond: “Busy, just tell me the time and location.” 

Her mental voice was cold and distant, but she was communicating. That had to count for something. 

I didn’t attempt another call. Instead, I carefully composed a text message, choosing each word with the precision of a diplomatic treaty. 

“Amber Crest Restaurant, private dining room, seven o’clock tonight. Is this acceptable?” 

Her response came quickly: “Fine.” 

My heart hammered against my ribs. She had agreed to meet with me. After everything I’d done, she was giving me a chance. 

I typed another message, hope making me bold: “Shall I escort you tonight?” 

“No need, I’ll drive myself when I’m ready.” 

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The rejection stung, but I couldn’t afford to display my usual Alpha dominance and possessiveness. She had agreed to meet I had to seize this opportunity to show her I had changed. 

“Understood, seven o’clock tonight, I’ll be waiting for you at Amber Crest Restaurant. Until then.” 

Olivia didn’t reply, leaving me staring at my phone screen. My wolf paced anxiously within me, desperate to know her state of mind. 

Was she angry? Resigned? Did she plan to tell me definitively that our mate bond was over? 

I pushed those dark thoughts away. I had one chance to prove myself worthy of her forgiveness. 

I immediately contacted Theodore Barnes, the restaurant manager. “I need the entire third floor reserved for tonight. Private dining, no other guests.” 

“Of course, Alpha Stone. Any special arrangements?” 

“White moonflowers. Soft lighting. Everything she prefers.” 

Theodore’s voice carried understanding. “I’ll handle the details personally, Alpha.” 

I had Maxwell drive me to Amber Crest Restaurant immediately. I needed to supervise every detail myself. My wolf’s instincts demanded perfection for this crucial encounter with my mate. Nothing could be left to 

chance. 

The restaurant staff worked efficiently under my watchful gaze. White moonflowers were arranged in elegant vases throughout the private dining room. 

Soft candlelight replaced the harsh overhead lighting. The table was set with Olivia’s favorite crystal glasses and the finest silverware. 

Everything had to be perfect. This might be my only opportunity to win back her trust. 

After ensuring every detail met my exacting standards, I returned to my Alpha’s Private Residence. I needed to prepare myself as carefully as I had prepared the venue. 

I took a thorough shower, using the sandalwood soap that Olivia had once said she liked. My wolf preened under the attention, hopeful that our mate might notice. 

Then came the real challenge – choosing what to wear. 

I stood in my Master Closet for nearly an hour, changing outfits repeatedly. My usually confident Alpha demeanor was replaced by nervous uncertainty. 

Nothing looked right. The navy suit made me look too formal. The casual shirt seemed disrespectful. The charcoal jacket felt too severe. 

Like a young wolf preparing for his first courting ritual, I second–guessed every choice. 

Maxwell Chen waited outside the closet, maintaining respectful silence despite what must have been bewilderment at his Alpha’s behavior. 

“What do you think of this one?” I asked, emerging in my fourth outfit change. 

Maxwell spoke honestly: “Alpha King, you’re naturally imposing and look commanding in every outfit. Your physique and presence are undeniably powerful.” 

His praise contained no flattery – it was simple truth. But I merely glanced at him with obvious disdain for his 

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supposed lack of taste. 

Maxwell neatly choked on suppressed laughter, but wisely remained silent. 

I stopped asking his opinion and continued my frantic wardrobe changes. Each outfit felt wrenc for the most important meeting of my life. 

“Alpha, Maxwell finally ventured, “time is running short. Lateness would be disrespectful to Luna Winter 

Only then did I cease my display and return to the first outfit I had tried a simple black suit with a white shirt. Classic, respectful, not trying too hard. 

Maxwell looked even more baffled but didn’t dare show his amusement. He drove me to Amber Crest Restaurant twenty minutes early. 

The establishment had been formed according to my specifications. Moonflowers created a romantic 

atmosphere, and soft lighting cast everything in a warm glow. 

Maxwell excused himself diplomatically, leaving me alone in the private dining room. 

I took my seat facing the entrance and fixed my amber gaze unblinkingly on the doorway. My wolf was alert and anxious as I waited for my mate to arrive. 

Every minute felt like an hour. My hands rested on the white tablecloth, occasionally clenching into fists before I forced them to relax. 

This was it. My chance to prove that I could be the mate Olivia deserved. 

The Alpha King who had once commanded armies now sat nervously in a restaurant, waiting for his estranged mate to give him one final opportunity to make things right. 

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