Draven’s POV
Standing outside the restaurant after dinner, I took a deep breath of the cool air. Nate had gone to bring the car around while Eleanor waited beside me, her arms crossed but her expression softer than before.
"You know," she said thoughtfully, "I think your flower arrangements were actually a good idea. Caroline always lights up when fresh flowers arrive."
"Really?" Alaric perked up at this information.
Eleanor nodded. "Don’t just send them to the office. Make sure she receives them at home too. Women notice when someone really tries."
"I’ll have the florist deliver twice a week," I replied, already planning to call them first thing tomorrow.
"And those little snacks you’ve been sending to the office? Smart move. Caroline’s new friend Ruby has been singing your praises because of them."
I smiled, glad my strategy was working with at least one person. "I feel like I’ve become Jay Gatsby, throwing my wealth around to win Daisy back."
Eleanor laughed. "Maybe you should just host an extravagant ball and invite Caroline to your mansion while you’re at it."
"Don’t tempt me," I replied with a half-smile."At this point, I’d do just about anything."
"Just keep showing up," Eleanor advised. "Text her, call her, even if she doesn’t answer. Show her you’re not giving up."
"You really think this will work?" I couldn’t hide the doubt in my voice.
"I’ve known Caroline for years," Eleanor said. "She’s hurt, but she’s also someone who believes in second chances when she sees real remorse." She paused, her expression becoming more serious."I’ll help create opportunities for you two to meet, but you need to do exactly what I say."
Nate pulled up in their car, giving me a supportive nod through the windshield.
"Thank you," I said to Eleanor with complete sincerity. "I won’t waste this chance."
After they left, I immediately called my florist and arranged for another bouquet of tulips to be delivered to Caroline’s home the following morning.Alaric rumbled contentedly within me, approving of this plan to win back our mate.
Back at my penthouse, I poured myself a whiskey and pulled out my phone to compose a goodnight message to Caroline. I knew she probably wouldn’t respond, but Eleanor had emphasized consistency. I needed Caroline to know I was thinking of her, always.
The next day, I implemented my full strategy. Good morning texts, afternoon snack deliveries for both Caroline and Eleanor, and evening messages asking about her day. I called her three times every day - in the morning, at lunch, and in the evening. Each time when she didn’t pick up, I left her messages telling her how I felt.
"Caroline, it’s me again," I said into the phone Thursday evening. "I just wanted to tell you that I’m deeply sorry for how I treated you. My actions were unforgivable, but I’m hoping someday you’ll give me the chance to make it up to you. I love you and Liam more than I ever thought possible. Goodnight."
Alaric whined after I hung up, missing our mate. 𝗳𝚛𝗲𝕖𝚠𝚎𝚋𝗻𝗼𝕧𝗲𝐥.𝚌𝚘𝐦
"I know," I whispered to my wolf. "I miss her too."


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