Chapter 59
Evelyn’s POV
I couldn’t believe what I was hearing.
Sleep where?The question caught me completely off guard.
I stood frozen in disbelief. Was he really just moving into my house without even asking? Typical arrogant Alpha, making decisions for everyone. The audacity of this insufferable man never ceased to amaze me.
Beta Zeon, having delivered the items, bolted away faster than a rabbit.
Calvin strode into the guest room with his luggage, appearing completely at ease. Before closing the door, he even nodded a greeting in my direction.
When I came to knock on his door a while later, he opened it immediately. I eyed his sleepwear suspiciously. Something about it seemed oddly familiar.
Wait a minute p>
Wasn’t that the black silk robe from the matching set I got us years ago?The same one he claimed he hated, insisting he wasn’t into “couples’ stuff” and never once put on?
And now he was just… wearing it. Like it meant nothing.
I didn’t care about that damn robe anymore. Not really. But seeing him act like he suddenly didn’t mind the matching items he once rolled his eyes at? Yeah, that stung.
Had he been wearing it all this time, just never around me?
The image of him and Clara playing house in our old couple set made my stomach turn.
Calvin must’ve noticed me staring. His brows pulled together, like he didn’t understand why my face went from shocked to disgusted.
Seriously?Did he really think I’d forget?
“Is there something wrong with my robe?” he asked.
“Nothing wrong with the robe, just I paused, feeling the bitterness rise in my throat. “I’m surprised that the mighty Alpha Calvin Wolfe can’t even afford to buy his current girlfriend sleepwear and has to resort to using gifts from his ex-mate p>
“Or perhaps sharing robes is some kind of fetish you’ve developed p>
Calvin stood in the doorway, clearly not understanding my meaning.
“Evelyn, I haven’t done anything to offend you today,” he stated firmly. “If something about me is bothering you, you can say it directly. What are you insinuating p>
His superior height and physique made the black silk robe look even more elegant on him. I could faintly see the outline of his abdominal muscles beneath the fabric, his entire being radiating a deadly attraction.
He blocked my attempt to turn away.
“What do you mean by giving your ex-mate’s robe to your current girlfriend?” His eyes held only my reflection as he towered over me, studying my delicate features before settling on my eyes.
“Evelyn, don’t leave your sentences half-finished,”he insisted.”Although we’re rejected,our children connect us, meaning we’ll inevitably have many future interactions. You can’t glare at me every time without explaining why p>
“You’re not leaving until you clarify what you meant p>
Calvin was always the quiet type. Never said more than he had to.But with me, his emotions were never really his own—they mirrored mine.Right now, I could see it in his eyes.
That mess of feelings stuck somewhere between his chest and his mouth, like something he wanted to say but couldn’t swallow or spit out.
The man’s intimidating proximity made me uncomfortable. My nostrils filled with Calvin’s distinct scent, once so familiar, yet now it felt foreign.
“Want to know? Go watch Clara’s livestream,” I said, not wanting to waste more breath on him. Since I couldn’t escape, I chose to ignore him.
As I tried to walk past him, he caught my wrist. His eyes were profound, his nose sharp, his thin lips pressed together tightly—showcasing his current inner turmoil and hints of anger.
“You won’t tell me directly but expect me to watch another woman’s livestream? Since when did you become so circuitous, saying half-truths p>
I tried to shake off his grip but lacked the strength. Though Calvin wasn’t using much force, a red circle appeared around my wrist. He frowned at my delicateness and loosened his hold slightly.
I seized the opportunity and yanked my arm free.
“Yes! I love being indirect,” I snapped. “But I’m not good at cursing people out. If you want to test that theory, I don’t mind obliging p>
I grabbed the collar of his robe and yanked it aside. I’d noticed them earlier when giving him the injection,small clusters of red marks beneath the neckline of his robe.
I’d briefly wondered if they might be allergic reactions. But during our five years of marriage, every annual physical showed him in perfect health. He never had major illnesses or even minor ailments. No allergies whatsoever. Apparently, his constitution had weakened considerably.
Pointing at the red marks on Calvin’s body, I asked, “What kind of preference is this, Alpha Calvin p>
Calvin didn’t like looking in mirrors when bathing, so naturally, he was unaware of what was on his skin beneath the robe.
He asked me to wait at the door for a moment.
I remained silent.
To him, silence meant agreement.
When he quickly returned from checking the mirror, his face darkened—only to find I was already gone.
Calvin’s POV
I wanted to go after her, but the elevator on the third floor had restrictions. I looked toward the four bodyguards who had just entered through the stairwell, my handsome face sinking into a frown. Evelyn was guarding against me to this extent p>
There was no chance of going upstairs.
I returned to the guest room.
I had agreed to stay for the sake of Rowan and Rhys, not wanting them to worry. I also wanted to personally witness whether the two children were happier living in Evelyn’s home than they had been in mine.
As for Clara p>
My relationship with her wasn’t romantic in nature.
My work phone on the bedside table vibrated.
The caller was Clara.
I frowned slightly before answering.
“Alpha,” Clara’s sweet voice came through with a hint of tentativeness. “Why didn’t you come home last night p>
My tone remained indifferent: “Do you need something p>
Hearing the ice in my voice, Clara faltered but quickly softened her tone. “Will you be coming home tonight? I’ve learned some new recipes and wanted you and the boys to try them p>
I stepped onto the balcony outside the guest room. The sunlight did nothing to warm me as I gazed down at the children’s playground below.
“Clara, stop this,” I said, my voice low.
“I want to do this for you and the children. After the divorce, the boys had no mother. These past two years, I p>
“Ms. Whitmore.” I cut her off, my tone sharp.
Clara fell silent.
“Rowan and Rhys have a mother,” I reminded her.
“You’re at the pack house because you saved Rhys two years ago. I’ll honor the pack’s promise and help you when I can. But nothing more p>
“That’s all I can give you p>
Her voice came through weak and broken. “After three years together, don’t you feel anything p>
“No,” I said firmly.
“I’ve never had feelings for you, Clara. I never will p>
“But that dinner at the pack gathering three years ago,” Clara pushed. “The photos and videos went viral and you let them stay up. That means something! You must feel something for me p>
That damn pack gathering’s dinner.
My heart sank, face darkening.
The damage from that meal ran deeper than I’d thought.Had Evelyn seen those photos too? Was this why she’d been so determined to break our mate bond that night three years ago?
Clara must have sensed the shift in my mood. She quickly changed her approach.
“Oh, I’m so glad you don’t have feelings for me!” Her voice turned light. “I’ve always seen you as a friend. People kept saying you were interested in me, and I almost believed them p>
“I got carried away earlier. We’re still friends, right? You won’t make me leave p>
“Yes, thank you for saving the children before,” I replied coldly.
Third POV
Clara listened to Calvin’s cold tone through the phone, fear creeping into her heart. One wrong move and he might banish her from the Bloodbane Pack forever.
“Yes, thank you for saving the children before,” he said flatly.
When the call ended, Clara’s face changed.The sweet mask fell away,revealing something dark underneath.She watched the video from her investigator—Calvin hadn’t left Evelyn’s house since yesterday. Now he’d even sent for his things.
He planned to stay there.
Her hands clenched. She’d worked too hard to let this slip away.
Calvin and Evelyn needed to stay apart. If they got close again, if the truth came out… Calvin would destroy her.
“Send out those videos of Evelyn. Now!”she typed quickly, smiling.
Beyond this, she would make Evelyn suffer, destroy everything she loved.
She would win this.