Chapter 83

OLIVIA’S POV I ran through the park like a woman possessed, my heart thundering in my chest, eyes darting left and right as I called out Aria’s name. I scanned every corner—between the rides, beneath the food stalls, around the benches—desperation clouding my thoughts. Panic had taken over reason. The world blurred around me, muffled voices and laughter swirling into meaningless noise. Then my wolf stirred. It was subtle at first—a low hum in my chest, a tightening of my senses. She perked up, alert, tail twitching inside me like a compass. My pace slowed, and I paused, holding my breath. My wolf never reacted like this unless… unless he was near. Dominic. So he did come? A mixture of emotions tore through me. Hope. Anger. Fear. I hated that part of me still wanted him to show up—wanted him to be the man our children deserved. But the thought that Aria had run off and somehow found her father without me knowing… it didn’t sit right. What if he was here to take them? That dark, gnawing