(Olivia's POV)
Connor searched his memories. "At first, I truly just saw you as a little sister from a neighboring pack. But when you were in high school, and that bully Liam Davidson harassed you... after I beat him up, I realized my feelings had changed."
I pursed my lips, half reproachful, half shy. "You hid it well."
He reached out to ruffle my soft honey-brown hair, eyes full of tenderness. "I had to wait for you to grow up."
A trace of sadness flashed in his gaze. "Once you graduated college, I immediately asked your father for your hand in marriage. But you refused and even ran away from your pack."
My cheeks flushed with guilt. I looked away, muttering, "I... I thought my dad was sacrificing me for the pack alliance. How was I supposed to know you'd been planning this all alon
