Olivia's POV
Jasmine's eyes, once filled with anticipation, now blazed with scorn.
"You have a heart of stone, Wilmot," she sneered, her voice sharp as a blade.
"Everything's your own doing," she spat. "No matter how much you search, Olivia won't come back.
"While she was cooking for you, you were plotting to kill her son, weren't you?"
Wilmot's eyes were bloodshot as he snarled, "Why did you do it?"
"Because I was jealous of Olivia!" Jasmine's voice cracked. "Why did she get everything the moment she arrived? Why could she marry Alpha Zander and bear his child? She can't be happier than me!"
With that, the fragile woman vanished.
Jasmine stormed out of Blackthorn, muttering to herself, "Alpha Zander is mine. No one will take him from me."
I froze on my way home, recognizing Wilmot's pine and violet stench instantly.