Olivia's POV
"How are you feeling?" the healer asked gently, her voice soft as she checked my temperature. But I didn't answer.
How could I? The physical pain was gone, but the ache in my chest—deep and raw—was louder than any scream.
Before she could say more, the door creaked open.
Alpha Damien stepped inside, his eyes unreadable.
"Everyone out," he commanded, his voice sharp.
Without hesitation, the healer, Nora, and Lolita all left, heads bowed. The door clicked shut behind them.
I turned to face him, wary and tense. My skin prickled. I could still recall the words he said before leaving a moment ago… the ones that didn't make sense. He told me thank you for letting him use me for his revenge… what does that even mean?
Damien walked to the center of the room, calm, almost casual. Then, without a word, he reached into his coat pocket and tossed something onto the bed in front of me.
I stared at it—my heart stopping.
It was… underwear.
My underwear.