Ethan's POV
The faint scent of lavender and cedar greeted me as I entered Olivia’s Pack House. It was hers, grounding and contradictory, like the woman herself.
Her voice drifted down the hallway, speaking to one of her Betas, firm but kind. I followed the sound until I found her in the office, reviewing papers spread across the desk.
She looked up as I stepped in, and though her expression was calm, her guarded eyes betrayed her. I crossed the room, my wolf restless beneath my skin. “We need to talk.”
Her brow furrowed as she folded her arms. “About?”
I inclined my head towards the man next to her and he took the hint, shutting the door on his way out.
“Derek,” I said, watching her closely for a reaction. Her slight flinch didn’t escape me. “What’s he been asking of you?”
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