Olivia's POV
“Yes,” I blurted out, crossing my arms and planting my feet. I stared Ethan down. “It’s just for show anyway. Any dress will do. I don’t see the point in wasting time and energy on meaningless things.”
The second the words left my mouth I felt the flicker of anger darken his expression.
“You want to turn our wedding into a bigger spectacle than the one with Aiden? I don’t want anything of him at our wedding.” His voice was low, almost a growl, and it made my wolf stir uneasily.
Her voice whispered through my mind: Why are you trying to make him jealous? Stop provoking this Alpha.
Was I? Maybe. A part of me wondered if pushing him like this would break through his infuriating calm. I had seen him act possessive when others were around, but that was just for the show.
