The Ultimate Revenge
(Olivia’s POV)
I stared at Derek as he proclaimed his love for me, his eyes filled with desperation. Oliver still clung to my legs, his tiny body
trembling with each sob. Rachel sat on the floor, holding her reddened cheek, her previous confidence shattered.
The room fell silent except for the beeping monitors and Oliver’s ragged breathing.
I took a deep breath and allowed a small smile to form on my lips.
“I believe you,” I said softly.
Derek’s face lit up instantly. Hope bloomed in his eyes like wildflowers after rain. His shoulders relaxed, and he exhaled sharply.
“Thank you,” he whispered, his voice thick with emotion. “I promise I’ll—”
“I believe that you love me,” I continued, cutting him off. “I believe that Oliver wants me back as his mother now.”
I reached down to stroke Oliver’s hair gently. He looked up at me, his tear–stained face brightening with hope.
“Mommy?” he whispered.
“But it doesn’t change anything,” I said, my smile never faltering.
Derek’s expression froze. “What do you mean?”
“I’ve filed a lawsuit with the Pack Council,” I announced, watching as the hope drained from his face. “All three of you are
involved in defamation of the Chief Therapist of the pack.”
Derek’s mouth opened and closed wordlessly. “But–but we just—”
“The Pack Council takes such matters very seriously,” I continued smoothly. “Especially when it involves pack leadership
positions.”
