Olivia's POV
I wandered through the sprawling garden at Ethan’s Pack house, letting the scents of the herbs and flowers in late bloom surround me. This small escape from the relentless tension was just what I needed.
I trailed my fingers across the plants, jotting down notes on my phone for potential scent combinations. There was a complexity in the layers of each scent that I just couldn’t find in a store.
As I moved closer to the house, I paused under the windows near Ethan’s office. The sound of raised voices froze me in place.
I could hear Ethan and Aiden inside, their heated conversation carrying through the open windows.
“Gideon’s vote,” Aiden’s voice was taut, brimming with frustration. “He’s mine, and we both know it. So, why is he threatening to flip on me?”
My heart still
