The pack housekeeper, Martha Jenkins, a beta wolf, had prepared a table full of dishes that Olivia loved. Many of them were traditional werewolf comfort foods.
Martha Jenkins said with a warm smile, "Liv, you worked hard today, your wolf must be tired. Come and eat."
Olivia picked up her chopsticks but didn't have much appetite. She was still thinking about the terrifying moment on the road today.
It was the first time she had been so close to death. A little bit more, and her wolf wouldn't have seen the sun tomorrow.
Lost in thought, Connor Rivers arrived, his powerful Alpha presence filling the room.
"Livvy, how are you?" Connor looked nervous and afraid, his wolf radiating protectiveness.
He quickly walked over, bent down, and placed his hands on Olivia's shoulders. He carefully l
