Olivia POV
With furrowed brows, I watched the scene unfolding before me.
Sir Damon marched up to his sons, his face thunderous.
"And what is this I'm hearing? That you'd rather lose your children than mark Anita?" he spat, glaring at his son.
My confusion deepened as I tried to make sense of what was happening. Through the gossip Nora and Lolita shared with me, they told me Anita had been crying in pain, and the Alphas had rushed her to the hospital.
But now this? The realization that they were being told to mark her—to save the pups?
"Father, we've made our decision—" Lennox began, but Sir Damon cut him off sharply.
"What fucking decision, Lennox? A decision to abandon your own blood? To let innocent pups die instead of marking their mother?"
A long, heavy silence followed. I remained frozen, my eyes bouncing between them, trying to understand what I was hearing.
Then Louis stepped forward, his voice authoritative.
"Because marking Anita… means losing Olivia."
