Chapter 15: Episode 15: "A Date to Remember"

Olivia's POV

The night is quiet, but my mind is anything but. I sit on the edge of my bed, replaying Briar’s words from earlier. She deserves to feel safe and cared for, and it’s my responsibility to make that happen. My thoughts are interrupted by a soft knock on the door.

“Come in,” I say, sitting up. The door opens, and Caleb walks in with his usual confident stride.

“You look troubled, Alpha,” he says, studying me with concern. Caleb isn’t just my beta—he’s my best friend, someone who can read me better than anyone else.

“I’m not troubled,” I reply, though my tone betrays me. “Just… worried.”

Caleb raises an eyebrow. “What’s on your mind?”

“I want Briar to trust me and our relationship,” I admit, leaning back against the headboard.

Caleb smirks. “Then why don’t you take her on a date?”

I blink at him in disbelief. “What am I, a 19-year-old teenager?”

He laughs, shaking his head. “No, but Briar is. If you want her to trust you, you have to build that trust. Take her out, talk to her, spend time together outside the training grounds. Show her you’re invested in her, not just as a mate but as a person.”

I nod slowly, his words sinking in. “You’re right.”

Caleb grins. “I always am.”

I chuckle as he stands to leave. “Good night, Alpha,” he says before closing the door behind him.

Reaching for my phone, I type out a quick message to Briar:

Hey Briar, there’s no training tomorrow. After college, do you want to hang out with me?

I hit send and wait for her reply, my heart beating just a little faster than usual.

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Briar’s POV

I’m lying on my bed, scrolling through my phone aimlessly, when it buzzes with a new message. It’s from Olivia.

I sit up and open it, my eyes scanning the text. No training tomorrow? And she wants to hang out with me? My heart skips a beat.

I type back quickly: Are you asking me out on a date?

A reply comes almost immediately: What if I am?

I blush, my fingers hesitating over the keyboard before typing back: Then I’d love to go on a date with you.

Her response is quick: Then it’s a date.

I smile, holding my phone close to my chest. Tomorrow is going to be… special.

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Olivia’s POV

The next day, I wait outside Briar’s college, leaning casually against my car. My heart races as I see her walking toward me, her eyes lighting up when she spots me.

“Hey,” she says, smiling shyly.

“Hey,” I reply, opening the car door for her. She slides in, and I circle around to the driver’s side.

“Where are we going?” she asks, her curiosity shining through.

“It’s a surprise,” I say with a wink.

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The car ride is filled with lighthearted conversation, and I can’t help but steal glances at her. She looks out the window, her excitement evident.

When we arrive at a quiet, picturesque spot by the lake, Briar’s eyes widen. “This is beautiful,” she says softly.

“I thought you’d like it,” I say, grabbing a picnic basket from the trunk.

We settle on a blanket by the water, the sun casting a warm glow over us. As we eat, we talk about everything—her classes, my responsibilities as Alpha, her dreams, my past.

At one point, I catch her staring at me. “What?” I ask, smiling.

“Nothing,” she says, looking away quickly, but her cheeks are tinged with pink.

“You’re a terrible liar,” I tease, leaning closer.

“Fine,” she admits, meeting my gaze. “I was just thinking how… different you are when it’s just the two of us.”

“Different how?”

“Less… intimidating,” she says with a small laugh.

I chuckle. “Good to know I don’t always terrify you.”

“You don’t,” she says softly, her voice barely above a whisper.

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As the sun begins to set, we walk along the edge of the lake. Briar’s hand brushes against mine, and I take a leap, intertwining our fingers. She looks up at me, surprised, but she doesn’t pull away.

“Thank you for this,” she says after a moment.

“For what?”

“For making me feel… safe,” she says, her voice filled with sincerity.

I stop walking and turn to face her. “You don’t ever have to thank me for that, Briar. It’s what I’m here for.”

She smiles, and for a moment, the world feels perfect.

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Briar’s POV

As Olivia walks me to my door later that evening, I can’t help but feel like something has shifted between us.

“Good night, Briar,” she says, her voice soft.

“Good night, Olivia,” I reply, hesitating for a moment before stepping closer and pressing a kiss to her cheek.

She freezes for a second, her eyes wide, and then a slow smile spreads across her face.

“Sweet dreams,” she says, her voice a little deeper, and I feel my cheeks heat up as I step inside.

Closing the door behind me, I lean against it, my heart racing. Maybe, just maybe, this bond is exactly what I’ve been waiting for.

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Writer's Note:

That was so sweet! I’m absolutely melting—my babies are finally going on a date, and I couldn’t be happier for them. They deserve all the love and happiness!

Also, a HUGE thank you for 1.11k views on the book! I’m so grateful for all the love and support. It means the world to me, and I can’t wait to bring you more of Briar and Olivia’s journey. Stay tuned—there’s so much more to come!

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