Alpha's Regret the Luna is Secret Heiress (by Sylvia) novel Chapter 116

Chapter 64: Morning After

Chapter 64: Morning After

(Olivia’s POV)

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My face burned with embarrassment as Connor’s ice–blue eyes twinkled with

amusement. The memory of my drunken behavior at the Moonlight Club last night

made me want to crawl under a rock and never emerge.

“I did not say those things in front of everyone,” I protested weakly, trying to maintain

some dignity. “There’s no way I would…”

My voice trailed off as fragments of memories flashed through my mind. Me, on

stage with a microphone. Calling Connor handsome. Declaring him my mate. The mortification was overwhelming.

“I was just talking nonsense!” I insisted, pulling away from his embrace. “People say all kinds of ridiculous things when they’re drunk.”

Connor’s smile widened, clearly enjoying my discomfort. “Is that so?”

“Absolutely,” I nodded vigorously, wincing as the movement aggravated my hangover. “In fact, legally speaking, I was a person with limited capacity for conduct. My actions

shouldn’t be held against me.”

A deep chuckle rumbled through Connor’s chest. “Are you really trying to use legal jargon to escape your embarrassment, counselor?”

“It’s a valid argument,” I mumbled, avoiding his gaze.

(Connor’s POV)

I couldn’t help but tease her more. The sight of Olivia Winters, always so composed and dignified, blushing and flustered was too delightful to resist.

“So you flirt with me, call me your mate in front of half of Harbor City, and now you’re trying to run away?” I asked, my voice dropping lower.

The familiar scent of her honey–almond body wash clung to my skin from carrying her last night. It created an intimate bubble around us, heightening the tension between our bodies.

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Something shifted in the air between us. The playful teasing transformed into

something more charged, more dangerous.

Without overthinking it, I leaned forward and captured her lips with mine. Her

surprised gasp melted into a soft moan as my fingers threaded through her honey–brown hair.

I pressed her gently back onto the sofa, our kiss deepening with each passing second. What had started as a spontaneous gesture quickly escalated into something neither of us could control.

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The passion between us felt overwhelming, unavoidable–like a storm that had been brewing for years.

“Liv,” I whispered against her skin as I nibbled on her earlobe. “Tell me to stop if you

don’t want this.”

Her amber eyes were dark with desire, her breathing uneven. Instead of answering with words, she tilted her head and licked a hot stripe up my throat.

The wolf inside me growled with approval.

(Olivia’s POV)

We were clumsy at first, navigating each other’s bodies with eager hands and

breathless laughter. Connor was patient, mindful of my inexperience, taking his time

to ensure my comfort.

Morning light streamed through the windows, casting a golden glow over us as we

moved together. The air grew thick with heat and desire.

I was nervous but excited, surrendering to the moment with the man I loved. Birds

sang outside my window, making the scene feel almost idyllic in its perfection.

Lost in the rising tide of sensation, I followed Connor’s lead, trusting him completely. His hands were gentle yet confident, guiding me through waves of pleasure I’d never

experienced before.

We moved from the sofa to the bedroom, making love twice more before ending up in the bath. The warm water soothed my muscles as Connor held me against his chest.

“Still questioning my capabilities?” he murmured playfully against my ear.

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Exhausted but happier than I could remember being in years, I laughed softly. “I stand

corrected, Alpha Rivers.”

His answering chuckle vibrated against my back. “I’m glad to hear it, little wolf.”

(Henry’s POV)

Something was definitely wrong with Alpha Connor Rivers.

I stood in his office at Rivers Pack Headquarters, delivering my usual morning report

on pack business. Normally, the Alpha listened with intense focus, interrupting

frequently with critical questions or demands for clarification.

Today, however, he sat behind his desk with a soft smile playing on his lips. His

ice–blue eyes, typically sharp and assessing, held an unusual tenderness that I’d never

witnessed before.

Had someone possessed my boss?

“The negotiations for the alliance with the Northern packs are proceeding as

planned,” I continued, watching him carefully. “Their representatives have requested a preliminary meeting next week to discuss terms.”

Connor nodded absently, clearly not registering my words. His fingers tapped a light

rhythm on his desk–another uncharacteristic behavior.

“And then the moon turned purple and all the wolves started dancing the tango,” I

added, testing his attention.

“That sounds good,” he replied, still smiling.

I blinked in shock. Something was definitely wrong.

Connor suddenly seemed to realize I was still standing there. He straightened in his

chair, clearing his throat. “Excellent work as always, Henry. Is there anything else?”

“No, Alpha,” I replied, still bewildered by his behavior.

“Then you’re dismissed. Thank you.”

I nodded and turned to leave, my mind racing with theories about what could have caused this dramatic change in my typically stern boss.

As I closed the door, behind me, I caught a glimpse of Connor leaning back in his

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chair, that same soft smile returning to his face. Whatever had happened, it had transformed the Alpha I knew into someone almost unrecognizable.

(Connor’s POV)

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I couldn’t stop replaying the morning’s events in my mind. The feel of Olivia’s skin against mine, her soft sighs, the way she’d whispered my name–it was intoxicating.

For years, I’d imagined what it would be like to hold her, to claim her as mine. The reality had exceeded every fantasy.

The sharp ring of my phone interrupted my pleasant thoughts. Frank Langley’s name flashed on the screen.

“Alpha,” Frank’s voice was tense. “We found her.”

My romantic haze evaporated instantly. “Jessica Sullivan?”

“Yes, sir. Just as you suspected. After she faked the pregnancy to get out of jail,

Vanessa Reed’s men abducted her and smuggled her to France.”

I sat up straighter, my focus sharpening. “And?”

“The promised new life never materialized. She was sold to a criminal organization

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