While I was Abducted, the Alpha was with My Half-sisterChapter 1
Ivy’s POV
I could smell the scent of red roses before I even stepped into the dining hall. It wafted in from the hallway—faint but cloying, triggering an itch in my throat and a sting in my wolf’s nose. My wolf, whimpered low inside me.
He did it again. He never remembered. After two years of marriage, Alpha Ethan still couldn’t recall that my wolf hated roses. The pollen sent her into sneezing fits, and the scent only agitated her. But Farah loved them. Of course she did.
I swallowed the tightness in my throat and pushed open the grand oak door to the pack house’s formal dining room. Inside, the table was already set—steak, greens, a bottle of aged red wine—and at the center of the table was a sad bouquet of red roses, half-wilted, petals already drooping like they couldn’t wait to die.
Alpha Ethan looked up from his seat with a wide, oblivious grin. “There you are,” he said smoothly, standing to approach me with something clasped in his hand. “Happy second anniversary, Ivy.”
He held out a single rose, its stem crooked and its head already drooping. I stared at it, feeling the pulse of my wolf’s irritation rise in my chest.
“Do you remember our first dinner as married couple?” he asked. “I got you these. You liked them, right?”
I took the flower wordlessly, my fingers brushing the pollen. My wolf snarled inside me. I forced my expression to remain neutral.
“It was Farah who liked them,” I said quietly. “I’m allergic.”
He blinked at me, confused for a moment, then chuckled like I’d told a harmless joke. “Right, right. My mistake.” He sat back down like nothing had happened.
My stomach turned, but I reminded myself why I was here. I reached into my coat and pulled out the envelope I’d spent the last three weeks preparing. The elder had told me Ethan needed to sign it himself before I could relinquish the Luna title and dissolve our union under pack law.
I placed it in front of him, beside his plate. “Sign this.”
He glanced down at the envelope and raised an eyebrow. “Is this another report for the land dispute with Westline Pack?”