280 We Meet
280 We Meet
She smiled warmly. “The eyes are different, but everything else? It’s like looking in a
mirror”
I stood still for a moment, just watching her. My chest tightened. She was my half–sibling… my sister.
Instead, Sofia stepped forward and pulled me into a hug.
“Hi,” I said quietly, extending my hand for a handshake. “I’m Olivia.”
I looked back at her and furrowed my brow. “We’re family. Why are we supposed to
hate each other?”
She was facing the window, her chin resting in one palm, her fingers idly stirring her drink as she stared outside. She looked troubled. Like someone who had a lot of things weighing her down.
The bell above the door gave a soft chime as I stepped in, the warm scent of coffee and cinnamon hitting my nose. The few people inside turned briefly, their eyes widening when they saw me, but I barely noticed.
I stayed still, listening.
Sofia chuckled softly. “Of course I did… and seeing you now… Goddess.”
Reaching her table, I paused, unsure of what to say. My heart thudded in my chest as I gave her a soft smile.
And I needed to clear my head.
Because I knew that face.
I hadn’t meant to come here. But my wolf had brought me… maybe she just needed space. Maybe I did too.
I watched the blood drain from her face. Her hand froze mid–air. Her mouth parted, but no words came out.
Through the large glass window of the café, I saw someone sitting by herself, a tall glass of coffee in hand.
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My eyes widened.
Warm. Tight. Familiar.
“But,” she sighed, “thank the Moon Goddess, I never did. I couldn’t bring myself to hate you. Not once. Not even when it would’ve made things
easier.”
I didn’t know what they saw when they looked at me.
When she pulled back, her eyes were glistening a little. She offered a small, shy smile. “I would’ve come to the Pack House to see you sooner, but… I knew Calvin wouldn’t let me past the gates.”
“It’s so great to finally meet you,” she whispered against my shoulder.
Even from here, I would recognize her anywhere.
She shook her head, blinking rapidly. “No one wanted me here. I was groomed to hate you, Olivia. Everyone expected it…”
I stared at her, my chest tightening.
My gaze was locked on Sofia.
I nodded politely, offering a small smile as I walked past. I didn’t want respect… I didn’t want attention. I just needed air.
Eventually, I reached a quaint street with a few small shops–a bookstore, a flower stall, and a little café with a wooden sign swinging gently in the breeze. The smell of roasted beans and baked bread spilled out into the street, warm and comforting.
She smiled weakly.
With no particular direction, I followed the winding path into the heart of the territory.
Her eyes met mine again.
Either way, I was here now.
It was quiet. Peaceful.
I hesitated only for a second before sliding into the chair.
Then she looked back at me, her expression sad.
280 We Meet
I blinked, still stunned by how open she was. “You… knew me?”
Sofia smiled faintly. “So yeah… seeing you here, sitting with me like this–it means more than you’ll ever know.”
“My mother performed the act that day,” Sofia continued, her voice low. “And me? I carry the consequences. I’ve spent my whole life being the product of a scandal no one wants to remember.”
Houses lined the path, some simple and modest, others larger and regal. Children ran across the yards, their laughter echoing faintly. I passed warriors in training gear, older omegas tending to gardens, and a pair of elders sitting beneath a tree, sipping tea and chatting like time didn’t exist.
My heart ached at her words.
280 We Meet
My legs froze. I couldn’t move. I didn’t even know how I felt. This was the first time I was actually seeing her, and I had no idea what to do. Should I pretend I didn’t see her? Walk away? But I’couldn’t. I’d always wanted to meet her. And now that I finally had the chance… I wasn’t going to waste it.
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