Olivia
swallowed hard. Antonio's trust felt like a noose tightening around her neck.
She nodded slowly, knowing she couldn't refuse. "Of course, Antonio. I'll help
her in any way I can."
Antonio's
face lit up with gratitude, and he reached across the table, squeezing Olivia's
hand. "Thank you, Olivia. This means more to me than you know."
But as he
left the room, Olivia's smile faded, her mind already spinning with the weight
of what Antonio was asking. Supporting Rachel was the last thing she wanted to
do, but refusing wasn't an option, not if she wanted to keep Antonio's trust
and her position as Luna secure.
Later that
night, Olivia found herself alone in the dim hallway, tidying up the last of
the evening's chaos. The house was quiet, the low hum of Antonio's conversation
with one of the pack members drifting faintly through the walls. As she turned