Olivia's POV
I felt like the third wheel. The whole dinner, Frederick only looked at Selene. He asked her question after question. She smiled, she laughed, and she lied so easily—even about her family. I stabbed my fork into my food, my wolf pacing inside me. I couldn't take it anymore. Was he doing this to humiliate me now? To make me jealous? "I need to use the bathroom," I said quickly, pushing back my chair.
I walked down the hall and into the bathroom. My hands gripped the sink as I stared into the mirror. My chest rose and fell fast. If he was doing all those things to make me jealous, then it was okay, but if he truly cared about Selene, then we were in trouble. I scowled and stared at my reflection in the mirror as a thought came through my mind. What if he wants me and still wants Selene? What do I do then? My frown deepened. I reminded myself I needed to go back to my original plan, which was finding the vessel and destroying it. I can't believe Selene and her games…
