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Chapter 64: Midnight Evasion

(Olivia’s POV)

I hurried back to Matriarch Evelyn’s villa, my mind racing with thoughts of Ethan. The memory of his possessive grip on my wrist still burned on my skin. I knew him well enough to anticipate his next move.

Last time, he had simply bypassed my locked door. I needed a different strategy tonight.

The villa was quiet as I made my way to Matriarch Evelyn’s sitting room. She was in her favorite armchair,

reading a book under the warm glow of a table lamp

“Grandmother,” I said softly, using the term of endearment she preferred.

She looked up, her wise eyes crinkling with affection. “Wanwan, come sit with me.”

I settled beside her chair, resting my head against her knee like I used to do years ago. Her frail hand stroked

my hair gently.

“Is something troubling you, child?” she asked, her voice carrying the weight of years but still strong with

authority.

I hesitated, not wanting to worry her with the truth about Ethan’s behavior. I don’t want to be alone tonight,” I admitted finally.

Her hand paused in my hair. “Did something happen with Ethan?”

I shook my head, forcing a smile. “No, I just… I miss Lily tonight.” It wasn’t entirely a lie. I missed my daughter

every moment of every day.

Matriarch Evelyn’s eyes softened with understanding. “Of course you do, my dear.”

I gathered my courage and looked up at her, “Grandmother, can I sleep with you tonight?”

Her face lit up with such genuine pleasure that I felt a pang of guilt for my ulterior motive. “Nothing would

make me happier, Wanwan.”

Later that night, I lay beside Matriarch Evelyn in her large bed. Her breathing had settled into the rhythmic pattern of sleep, but I remained awake, staring at the ceiling.

The room was filled with her familiar scent – lavender and moonlight herb tea. It reminded me of happier

times, when I was first welcomed into the Stone family.

I turned my head slightly, studying her profile in the dim light filtering through the curtains. Even in sleep, she

maintained a certain dignity, a remnant of her years as Luna of the Silvercrest Pack

Her eyes fluttered open suddenly, catching me watching her. “Can’t sleep, dear?” she whispered.

“I’m sorry if I woke you,” I replied softly.

She shook her head slightly. “Old wolves don’t need much sleep.” Her hand found mine under the covers. “I’ve missed having you close, Wanwan.”

My throat tightened with emotion. “I’ve missed you too, Grandmother.”

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She squeezed my hand gently. “You were always more of a granddaughter to me than Isabelle ever was.”

The confession surprised me. Isabelle was her blood relative, while I was merely the mate her grandson had

chosen.

“Isabelle loves you,” I said, feeling obligated to defend the absent woman despite our mutual dislike.

Matriarch Evelyn made a dismissive sound. “She loves what I represent – power, status, wealth. You, my dear,

have always loved me for myself.”

I couldn’t argue with that. From the moment she had welcomed me into the Stone family, I had adored her for

her kindness and wisdom.

“Sleep now,” she murmured, her eyes drifting closed again. “You’re safe here.”

I closed

d my eyes, comforted by her presence. For the first time in years, I felt truly protected.

Unbeknownst to me, Matriarch Evelyn remained partially awake throughout the night. Her light sleep.

common to older wolves, allowed her to observe me while appearing to rest.

She watched as I finally relaxed into genuine sleep, my face peaceful in a way it rarely was these days. Her thoughts drifted to the past, to the day Ethan had first brought me home a shy, frightened girl who had

nonetheless shown her genuine respect and affection.

Unlike Isabelle, who performed the role of dutiful granddaughter with calculated precision, I had loved Matriarch Evelyn with an open heart. She had not forgotten that.

Meanwhile, Ethan arrived at my empty room, his hand pausing on the doorknob. Finding it unlocked, he pushed the door open, his amber eyes scanning the darkness.

The bed was untouched, the room empty of my scent. His expression darkened as realization dawned – I was deliberately avoiding him.

His jaw clenched as he closed the door quietly. This game of cat and mouse was far from over.

The next morning, I accompanied Matriarch Evelyn to the kitchen for breakfast. Bernard Sheppard had

prepared a spread of fresh venison sausages, eggs, and warm bread.

To my dismay, Ethan was already seated at the table, a cup of coffee in hand. His eyes tracked my movement as I helped Matriarch Evelyn to her seat.

“Good morning, Grandmother,” he greeted, his voice warm with affection. When his gaze shifted to me, that warmth vanished. “Olivia.”

I nodded stiffly in acknowledgment, taking the seat furthest from him. Bernard placed a cup of moonlight herb tea before me, and I thanked him with a genuine smile.

The television mounted on the kitchen wall was tuned to the morning news. I was about to ask Bernard to turn it off when a familiar face appeared on the screen.

“Breaking news this morning,” the reporter announced. “Miles Blackwood, son of prominent businessman Harold Blackwood, has been arrested on multiple charges of assault.”

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My teacup froze halfway to my

lips as I stared at the screen. It was indeed the same man who had attacked me at the restaurant.

“Several women have come forward with allegations against Mr. Blackwood,” the reporter continued. “Police

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say they found substantial evidence in his possession linking him to the crimes.”

Relief washed through me. Whatever had happened after Lucas rescued me, Miles Blackwood would no

longer be a threat..

I felt Ethan’s intense gaze on me as I watched the news. His eyes missed nothing – not the slight relaxation of my shoulders, nor the small sigh of relief that escaped my lips.

“You seem pleased,” he observed, his voice deceptively casual.

I set down my teacup carefully, “Justice being served is always satisfying.”

His eyes narrowed slightly. “Indeed.”

After breakfast, I rose quickly, eager to escape Ethan’s scrutiny. “I should be going, I announced, gathering my things.

“I’ll drive you,” Ethan offered immediately, already standing.

I shook my head firmly. “That won’t be necessary.”

Matriarch Evelyn, sensing my reluctance, intervened smoothly. “Bernard, please arrange a car for Olivia.”

“Actually,” I said, seizing the opportunity, “Luke is coming to pick me up.”

Ethan’s face darkened at my use of the familiar nickname. “Luke?”

“Mr. Blackwood,” I clarified, unable to resist the small act of defiance. “He offered to drive me home.”

Matriarch Evelyn beamed with approval. “How thoughtful of him! You must invite him for dinner sometime,

Wanwan.”

I nodded, deliberately avoiding Ethan’s thunderous expression. “I’ll ask him.”

Bernard appeared at the doorway. “Miss Winters, Mr. Blackwood has arrived.”

“Thank you, Bernard,” I said, relief evident in my voice. I bent to kiss Matriarch Evelyn’s cheek. “Til visit again

soon, Grandmother.”

She patted my hand affectionately. “See that you do, dear.”

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I left without a backward glance, though I could feel Ethan’s eyes burning into my back as I walked away.

Outside, Lucas Blackwood stood beside his sleek black car. He opened the passenger door with a gentlemanly flourish as I approached.

“Good morning, Miss Winters,” he greeted, his voice carrying just enough warmth to be convincing to any

observers.

“Thank you for coming, Mr. Blackwood,” I replied, sliding into the passenger seat. “Though it wasn’t

necessary.”

He closed my door and walked around to the driver’s side. Once inside, his formal demeanor relaxed slightly.

“If we’re going to maintain this pretense,” he said, starting the engine, “we need to be consistent. Especially around your mate

I winced at the term. “Ex–mate,” I corrected firmly.

Lucas nodded, pulling away from the villa. “Where would you like to go?”

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“The Moonstone Dining Hall, please,” I said, “I left my bag there last night.”

A small smile played at the corner of his mouth. “No need.” He reached into the back seat and retrieved my handbag. “I took the liberty of collecting it for you.”

I I accepted it gratefully. “Thank you. That’s very thoughtful.”

“Your phone battery was dead,” he added, gesturing to the charging cable plugged into the dashboard. “I thought you might need it.”

I connected my phone, watching as the screen lit up with the charging symbol. “I appreciate everything you’ve

done, Mr. Blackwood.”

“Lucas, please,” he insisted. “If we’re to be friends, formality seems unnecessary.”

I nodded, relaxing slightly. “Lucas. I should thank you properly for handling Miles Blackwood. I saw on the

news he’s been arrested.”

Lucas’s expression turned serious. “Actually, I can’t take credit for that. It was

His phone rang, interrupting whatever he had been about to say. He glanced at the screen and sighed. “I

should take this. It’s Harold Blackwood, Miles’s father.”

He answered the call, his voice shifting to a more authoritative tone. “Harold, I was expecting your call.”

Even without enhanced werewolf hearing, I could hear the angry voice on the other end of the line. “What have you done to my son? He’s in jail with broken hands!”

Lucas remained calm. “Your son attempted to assault multiple women, Harold. He’s exactly where he

deserves to be.”

More angry shouting followed, but Lucas cut it short. “This conversation is over. Miles will face the consequences of his actions, and so will anyone who enabled him.”

He ended the call with a sigh. “I apologize for the interruption. As I was saying-”

My phone suddenly came to life, buzzing repeatedly with accumulated notifications. Text messages, missed calls, and voicemails filled the screen.

Among them, I noticed several missed calls from “Jay” – my nickname for James Knight, my childhood friend and the only person who had stood by me through everything.

I quickly silenced the phone, not wanting to deal with the barrage of messages just yet. Looking out the window, I spotted a subway station approaching.