The Alpha’s Regret Claiming His Luna novel Chapter 68

Chapter 39: The Trap at the Banquet–1

Chapter 39: The Trap at the Banquet

(Olivia’s POV)

I paid no attention to Ethan Grey’s departure from the banquet. His presence–or

absence–meant nothing to me now.

Holding a crystal flute of champagne, I smiled politely as I conversed with yet another important guest. The evening had become a blur of introductions and small talk.

Connor stood beside me, his tall frame commanding respect as he introduced me to

several influential figures in legal and academic circles. His hand occasionally

brushed against the small of my back, a subtle gesture of support that didn’t go

unnoticed by the observant wolves around us.

“This is Olivia Winters,” he would say, his deep voice carrying a hint of pride. “One of

the most promising young lawyers in Riverdale.”

Alexander, not to be outdone, had been parading me around to meet various

business associates and pack leaders. His enthusiasm was exhausting but

endearing.

“My brilliant cousin,” he’d announce with a flourish. “The Winters pack’s finest.”

After hours of networking, my feet were screaming in protest. The elegant heels I’d chosen for the evening had become instruments of torture. I leaned close to Connor,

catching his familiar scent.

“You handle things here,” I whispered softly in his ear. “I’m going to rest on the sofa

for a bit.”

Connor nodded slightly, his ice–blue eyes meeting mine briefly before returning to his conversation with the middle–aged couple before him. Even that fleeting glance carried warmth that only I could see.

I made my way to a plush sofa in a quieter corner of the grand hall. Sinking into the cushions, I slipped off my heels beneath the table and massaged my aching feet with a sigh of relief.

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A waiter approached with a silver tray. “Strawberry juice, miss? It’s freshly made.”

My favorite. I accepted the glass with a grateful smile. “Thank you.”

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The juice was deliciously sweet and refreshing. I took several sips, suddenly realizing

how thirsty I’d been. My stomach growled softly, reminding me that I hadn’t eaten

before arriving at the banquet.

lips curled into that rare, subtle smile he reserved only for me before he turned back

Yet as we grew closer these past weeks, I began seeing the truth that had been there

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