Logan lifted his head to look at the building that was being constructed for their project. “Will it be


    finished in the next six months?” he asked Henry.


    “Yes, it will. The Chief Engineer has himself given the assurance of this,” Henry asserted. “As you can


    see we have deployed a huge workforce for the work, the project will bepleted in the time I have


    mentioned in the report,” he exined.


    Taking in Henry’s exnation, Logan nodded thoughtfully as he looked straight now. Together, they


    walked back to the car, where once more Logan caught a whiff of Henry’s familiar cologne-a subtle yet


    unmistakable fragrance that lingered in the air.


    Logan furrowed his brow, pondering the unexpected scent lingering around Henry. Reluctant to delve


    into a potentially ufortable conversation, he hesitated but couldn’t shake off the curiosity.


    “Are you seeing someone?” Logan blurted out suddenly, surprising both himself and Henry.


    Taken aback by the abrupt question, Henry responded, “Why do you inquire?”


    “You don’te home on time. Last day too, you were nowhere to be found. In the early morning, you


    left so suddenly,” Logan stated.


    “That’s because of this project. You want me to do my best. I want to prove myself,” Henry affirmed,


    making sure Logan would not find out about Olivia.


    “Alright. Come home early,” Logan said as he took out the keys from his trousers pocket. He pressed


    on it and the car’s door opened up. He entered the car while Henry watched him. Logan lowered down


    the window and told Henry not to overwork himself. Just as he was about to start the engine, Logan’s


    attention was diverted by an iing call from Hope, shing on his phone screen.


    Logan wasted no time in answering and brought the phone to his ear.


    “Logan, where are you?” Hope’s voice sounded urgent from the other end.


    “I’m at work. Is everything okay?” Logan inquired, detecting the seriousness in her


    tone.


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    “Olivia is here,” Hope disclosed, her wordsden with concern.


    “Who?” Logan’s frown deepened upon hearing the name.


    “Olivia Carson, your ex,” Hope reiterated, her tone tinged with concern.


    Logan felt a wave of disbelief wash over him, draining the color from his face. He couldn’tprehend


    what he was hearing. Outside the car, Henry observed Logan’s bewildered expression.


    “Are you alright?” Henry’s voice broke through Logan’s shock, prompting him to lower his hand as an


    unsettling sensation gripped his heart.


    “Logan!” Henry’s voice rang out once more, this time louder and more insistent.


    “Olivia is at home,” Logan announced, his tone grave.


    Henry was taken aback by the revtion. Olivia hadn’t mentioned anything to him about visiting. “You


    must be joking,” Henry scoffed, his disbelief evident on his face and tone.


    “Do you think I’d joke about something like this?” Logan’s voice was strained with anguish. His hand


    trembled as he tried to put the key to turn on the engine. Henry noticed that and asked Logan he would


    drive. He opened the car’s door and asked Logan to shift to the passanger’s seat.


    Loganplied silently, relinquishing control to Henry. As they set off, Logan ced a hand over his


    chest, focusing on deep breaths in an attempt to quell the rising unease within him.


    Hope gazed at Olivia, who appeared bewildered, her confusion palpable. Elizabeth and Anna


    exchanged nces, noting the strain evident on Hope’s pale face.


    “The house remains unchanged,” Olivia remarked, her tone feigning innocence as she cast her eyes


    around the familiar surroundings.


    “Indeed. Father preferred if that way because he wished to keep the vintage look alive here,” Elizabeth


    affirmed, her voice tinged with a hint of nostalgia for the unaltered familiarity of their home over the


    years.


    “How are you alive? Weren’t you dead?” Anna questioned, her voiceced with


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    disbelief. “I mean… That ident was fatal,” she murmured, recalling the traumatic


    event.


    “I was in aa, Aunt Anna,” Olivia exined gently. “It’s hard for me to believe as well, how so many


    years have slipped by,” she admitted softly, her words carrying a weight of incredulity at the passage of


    time.


    “But your body… I mean…” Elizabeth struggled to articte her confusion, her hand reaching up to


    grasp her head in bewilderment.


    Just then, Logan and Henry entered the living room, their stepsing to an abrupt halt as theyid


    eyes on Olivia seated on the couch. Logan’s gaze locked onto her, his heart ski pping a beat at the


    sight of the woman he had missed for so many years, his fingers involuntarily curling up with emotion.


    Hope noticed Logan’s intense stare directed at Olivia and felt a pang of sadness filled her. She pursed


    her lips, a flicker of difort crossing her features as she observed the charged atmosphere between


    them.


    “Logan!” Olivia’s eyes lit up as she ran toward him and hugged him tightly.


    Henry remained quiet, but he looked at Hope, who didn’t look fine at all. He understood what Olivia


    n was and smiled internally.


    Logan’s hands trembled as he reached out to touch Olivia’s back, his gaze flickering briefly to Hope,


    whose eyes brimmed with unshed tears. He then gently pushed Olivia away, his expression a mix of


    disbelief and confusion.


    “How are you alive? You were dead,” Logan questioned, his voice still filled with disbelief.


    “I wasn’t dead, Logan. Our love saved me, and I woke up from thea,” Olivia asserted, a small


    smile gracing her lips as she met his gaze.


    “Our love?” Elizabeth interjected with a chuckle. “Logan is already married, Olivia. He has someone he


    loves now,” she stated pointedly, her gaze narrowing as she subtly observed Hope for her reaction.


    “Really, Logan? You can’t be in love with someone else. I’m your soulmate. I’ve returned to you, Logan.


    Divorce the woman you’ve married because your Olivia is back with you,” she dered, her hand


    gently caressing his cheek in a plea for his


    attention.


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    Hope’s heart sank as she listened to Olivia’s words, her fists clenched in frustration. Tears welled up in


    her eyes, and without a word, she turned and left the living


    room.


    Logan watched Hope’s departure with a mixture of concern and conflict evident in his expression. As


    he moved to follow her, Olivia grasped his wrist, halting him in


    his tracks.


    “I think my head feels heavy,” Olivia feigned illness, leaning closer to Logan for support. Sensing her


    difort, Logan ced aforting hand on her back, deciding to escort her to the guest room.


    However, his mind was preupied with the need to find Hope and clear up any misunderstanding.


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    “Olivia, I’ll speak with youter. The ser vant will show you to the guest room,” Logan announced firmly,


    gesturing for the se rvant to assist Olivia.


    “Why are you leaving, Logan? You were the first person I thought of when I woke up from thea,


    and I came here for you. Please don’t leave me. I love you,” Olivia pleaded, her eyes welling up with


    tears.


    Logan didn’t feel anything toward Olivia. “I don’t love you, Olivia. You were my past. I have covered a


    long distance by myself and now, I have someone who is not only my fated mate, but my life as well. I


    love my wife, Hope Moore and she is my world,” he proimed without hesitating even a bit.


    Olivia’s eyes widened to hear him. Logan hand changed, but she was determined to destroy him.


    “Don’t lie, Logan. You and I are soulmates,” she repeated her words and held his hands.


    Logan withdrew his hands from her grip. “No. You were never a soulmate to me. It was Hope, my wife,”


    he rified to her. “If you don’t mind, I excuse myself,” Logan stated and headed upstairs to the


    bedroom, where Hope was present.


    Olivia’s mood turned foul as she was rejected by the man, who she used to see as her trump card.


    “Olivia, I’ll drop you to the living room,” Henry offered and stood next to her. Holding her arm gently, he


    walked Olivia to the guest room.


    “Logan cannot hang me like this,” Olivia muttered in frustration.


    “But he already did. Also, why didn’t you tell me about this? You suddenly


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    appeared here. Do you think it was a wise move. Logan is apparently in deep love with Hope,” Henry


    proimed.


    “He called Hope his fated mate,” Olivia said with deep frowns on her forehead.


    “Because she is. Hope isn’t an ordinary werewolf. Logan was impossible to fathom, but Hope won his


    heart and made him more social. They are shifted here when Logan never liked to be here. Not to


    mention, Hope’s mother belonged to a family of witches. So, you have to be extra careful around her.


    Logan’s reaction was something I had never anticipated,” Henry exined her after observing the


    scene earlier.


    Olivia was infuriated. How could Logan move on from her? She would not let it happen. Logan could


    never forget her. Olivia had made sure that she would be a part of his life, which he could never


    separate from himself.


    “What are you thinking?” Henry inquired.


    “I cannot believe Hope actually reced me,” Olivia said with a burning rage.


    Henry furrowed his brows together, pondering why Olivia was hell bent on destroying Logan. “Take


    some rest. I’ll take my leave,” he said and left the room.