Chapter 77: A Cold Night
(Ethan's POV)
The sight of Connor Rivers standing in Olivia's doorway wearing nothing but a towel sent waves of rage through my entire body. My wolf clawed beneath my skin, desperate to break free and tear into the rival Alpha. The love bites marking his muscled torso were like daggers to my heart—visible proof that Olivia had been intimate with him.
These weren't ordinary marks. They were deep enough to remain visible even on an Alpha werewolf, whose healing abilities should have erased them within minutes. The only explanation was that they had been made with intense passion—the kind that comes from true mates.
My stomach twisted painfully at the thought. The scent of their lovemaking hung heavy in the air, an unmistakable mixture of Connor's dominant Alp
