Chapter 6

Olivia Summers POV

By the time I got home, it was already evening.

I felt cold all over, my stomach sending waves of spasming pain.

It might have been from the rage at the bridal shop earlier, combined with not eating all day. My old stomach problem had flared up.

When I first arrived at Moonclaw Pack, I was terrified of these savage people who would start a fight over anything. I was afraid I'd become like them.

So I tried to stay out of sight. I ate as little as possible. Ideally, I wouldn't touch their food at all.

Until my stepbrother Ryan found me passed out from hunger and took me to the pack's elderly healer.

After that, Ryan started learning how to make human food and supervised my meals every day.

But the problem of stomach spasms from not eating had lingered.

I just didn't expect it to relapse at this moment.

I forced myself to walk into the bedroom and pulled out my suitcase.

I didn't want to stay in this house for one more minute.

I started stuffing my clothes into the case.

The twisting pain in my stomach continued. I just wanted to finish packing quickly.

Just then, the sound of a key in the lock came from the front door.

Liam was back.

He was carrying several takeout boxes.

Seeing me packing, Liam froze for a moment, then showed an expression of impatience.

"What are you making a scene about now? I already bought the wedding dress and paid for it. You're still not over it? Now you're running away from home?"

In his view, I was purely throwing a tantrum.

I had no energy to argue with him.

I clutched my stomach and slowly crouched down.

"Liam, do you have any medicine? Help me get some water."

Liam walked over with a frown.

"Stop acting. You were fine at the store just now. How are you suddenly sick as soon as you get home?"

"My stomach hurts. It really hurts..."

Liam scoffed.

"Come on, Olivia. How many times have you used this trick? Every time we fight, you suddenly don't feel well. Can't you come up with something new?"

Even though he said this, he still put the takeout on the table and turned to get water.

Just then, his phone rang.

Liam's expression changed, and he immediately answered:

"Hello, Ava?"

From the other end came Ava's tearful voice:

"Liam, there seem to be some rogue wolves near my house. I'm so scared..."

Liam's voice instantly became gentle as he coaxed her patiently:

"Don't be afraid. I'll be right there!"

Liam hung up and rushed toward the door.

"Liam..."

I lay by the bed, using my last bit of strength to grab the hem of his pants.

"I really feel terrible. Take me to the hospital..."

Liam stopped and looked down at me.

He said impatiently:

"Stop pretending!"

He shook off my hand forcefully.

"There are rogues near Ava's place. What if something happens to her? You just have a stomachache. There's stomach medicine in the cabinet. Can't you take two pills yourself? Do you have to put on this act right now? Even throwing tantrums should have priorities!"

With that, he didn't spare me another glance on the floor and strode out of the bedroom.

"Bang!"

The door slammed shut.

The pain in my stomach felt like it was tearing me apart, but the coldness in my heart was even worse than the pain.

I curled up on the floor, tears silently soaking into the carpet.

So in Liam's heart, I really couldn't compare to Ava.

I used to think his neglect of me was because he didn't understand human physiology.

But I suddenly realized that my stepbrother Ryan, also a werewolf, could detect my condition.

Tonight I finally understood. I had just been deceiving myself.

After a long while.

I struggled to get up, rummaged through the drawer for stomach medicine, and dry-swallowed two pills.

The bitter taste spread through my mouth.

Looking at the empty room, I suddenly laughed.

Good thing the Marking ceremony hadn't happened yet.

Liam, since you like being with her so much, then stay with her forever.