Chapter 175: The Alpha’s Return and Lingering Tensions
Chapter 175: The Alpha’s Return and Lingering Tensions
(Olivia’s POV)
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Connor Rivers returned to Riverdale a week later, bringing with him the warmth of late April. The black shirt and trousers he wore emphasized his commanding presence, yet his ice–blue eyes softened the moment they
found me.
I was reviewing case files at my desk when his familiar scent reached me. My wolf stirred restlessly, recognizing her mate despite everything between us.
“Liv,” Connor said, his voice carrying that gentle tone he reserved only for me.
I looked up, offering him a casual nod. My amber eyes remained guarded as I assumed he was here for his
usual “inspection” of my work at the law firm.
“Alpha Rivers,” I replied formally, keeping my voice neutral.
Connor’s gaze shifted briefly to the new face in the office. Aria stood near the filing cabinets, her short
haircut and muscular physique making her presence unmistakable.
My father had hired Aria as my bodyguard following recent security concerns. She was a beta werewolf with
an impressive build and an expressionless demeanor that spoke of serious training.
“I brought you something,” Connor said, producing an elegant box from his jacket.
I remained indifferent, my wolf instincts still wary. “I don’t need anything from you.”
Connor opened the box anyway, revealing a beautiful silk scarf that seemed to shimmer under the office lights. The fabric caught the afternoon sun streaming through the windows, creating an almost ethereal
glow.
Despite my resolve to stay distant, I couldn’t help but admire the scarf. My fingers moved almost involuntarily, lightly touching the luxurious fabric.
“You have good taste,” I admitted reluctantly.
Connor’s expression brightened at my acknowledgment. “I chose it because the brand is popular among
female werewolves in Blackmoor Territory. I immediately thought you would like it.”
My amber eyes flashed with suspicion. “So, Alpha Rivers, you’re so well–versed in female preferences?”
The question came out sharper than I intended, but I couldn’t help the jealousy that crept into my voice.
Connor quickly raised his hands in defense. “Layla Lawrence recommended it during our fake relationship
arrangement.”
I felt my wolf bristle at the mention of another woman. “It’s beautiful, but I won’t accept it. It would be more
appropriate to give it to Layla.”
Connor chuckled, his icy Alpha demeanor melting away completely. The sound was warm and patient, so different from the cold authority he usually projected.
“Layla is my distant cousin through my maternal grandmother’s pack lineage,” he explained gently.
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I huffed, my wolf still bristling slightly. “I have no interest in your family connections. It’s none of my business.
Connor’s smile transformed his usually stern features. “I’ll arrange a proper introduction between you two
later.”
He placed the scarf on my desk before I could protest further. “Keep it, Livvy. It suits you.”
With that, he turned and left the office, leaving me staring at the elegant box.
“What do you mean?” I asked, looking up from the scarf.

Jade laughed, nudging Emma playfully. “Are you questioning your preferences in mates?”

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