Chapter 281: Knowing Sofia
Olivia's POV
"You have a son?" | asked, shocked.
"Yes, he’s two years and six months old," she said with a bright smile.
| returned her smile, but my mind was racing. Did Damien know about this? Did he know Sofia had moved on—
with another man—and had a child? | didn’t think he did. So, out of curiosity, | asked, "Have you seen Alpha
Damien recently?"
Sofia’s expression shifted into something more guarded. "Yes... | saw him two days ago."
| nodded but pressed on. "Does he know you've moved on with another man and have a child for him? Because
Damien doesn’t seem to have moved on."
Sofia’s smile faltered at my question. She looked down at her coffee for a moment, her fingers tightening around
the cup.
"I'm not sure what Damien knows," she said softly.
| studied her face—how the light left her eyes when his ncup. Her shoulders slumped slightly, as
though the weight of his memory still sat heavily on her.
"I never told him," she admitted, her voice barely above a whisper. "About my son... about the man. About... any
of it."
My brows furrowed. "Why?"
She let out a quiet breath and looked up atagain. "Because | didn’t want to hurt him more than | already did.
And honestly... | wasn’t even sure he wanted to know."
| blinked, confused. "But you said you saw him two days ago?"
She gave a small nod. "Yes. When you were taken by Calvin, | was released to him. Actually, the reason | showed
up was because | wanted to meet with Rebecca and find out why she married Damien. But instead, | got the
shocking news of my life—that she was dead."
She paused and inhaled deeply.
| felt for her... Rebecca’s death was a hard pill for her to swallow.
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| was quiet for a moment, letting her words sink in.
"You still love him," | said gently.
Sofia didn’t deny it. She smiled sadly. "Damien and I... we were so much in love. He obviously loved me. I'll
always love him. He was my first love... my only love."
Sofia chuckled softly, looking away, like she was pulling a memory from a box she'd kept hidden deep inside her
heart.
"| still remember the night | met Damien," she said, her voice low. "It was five years ago... | had just left this pack
for a while. Life here was suffocating—everyone hated me, the whispers never stopped. So | packed my bags and
went to stay with an old friend in her pack."
She glanced at me, a soft smile playing on her lips. "One night, my friend draggedto this nightclub in the
city. | was drunk—like, really drunk. And then... | saw him."
Her eyes softened.
"He was sitting in the VIP section with a few other men. Even from across the room, he looked... different. That
aura, that power, that calm control—he didn’t even have to speak, and | was already drawn in."
She let out a small laugh and covered her face in embarrassment. "Drunkhad no filter. | walked straight up
to him, looked him dead in the eyes, and asked if he could takehand fuck me."
My eyes widened. "You didn't."
"Oh, | did," she laughed, nodding. "I was bold. Stupid, really. He didn’t say a word—just stared atlike | was
insane. So | turned to the man beside him and repeated the exact sthing."
She shook her head, smiling at the memory. "That was the moment Damien stood up. | swear, the
possessiveness that flashed in his eyes... it was like something inside him snapped."
I leaned closer, curious. "What did he do?"
"He pulledaway," Sofia said, her eyes flickering with fondness. "Didn't say a word to the others. Just took me
out of the club. I thought he was angry, or maybe he just wanted to teacha lesson—but instead... he took
Not once."
She paused, her voice even softer now. "I tried to tempt him. | was throwing myself at him. But he wouldn't lay a
finger on me. Said | was drunk and he didn’t want our first tto be something I'd forget or regret."
My heart warmed a little at that.
"When | woke up the next morning and realized where | was... | was embarrassed," she continued. "I apologized,
thanked him, and left without even asking his name."
Her smile widened. "But the very next day, | walked into my friend's house—and there he was, sitting in the
living room waiting for me."
I smiled.
She laughed lightly. "That's when | learned his name. Damien. Alpha of the Pack. | couldn’t believe it."
"And that was the beginning," | murmured.
Sofia nodded slowly. "That was the beginning. He courtedafter that. Took his time. He was patient. Gentle.
Protective. | had never known love before him. | never knew what it felt like to be wanted, cherished. Damien
gavethat."
Her voice cracked a little. "He was the first man | ever gave myself to. Completely. My first everything."
| stared at her, my heart tugging at the sincerity in her voice. "Then why did you leave?"
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I nodded slowly, then glanced down at the table.
"So... who are you with now? Your son's father?" | asked softly.
Sofia hesitated. "No."
| frowned, puzzled. She inhaled deeply before continuing.
Sofia hesitated again. "There is no man, Olivia..."
She looked away, swallowing hard. "Damien is the only man I've ever been with."
My eyes widened. "So that means..."
Sofia nodded. "He's my son's father."