Chapter whateverGrim POV“Grim open the damn door,” Hunter shouts, banging the door behind me.My heart skips a bit as a surge of fear and Adrenaline rush within me. what the hell. Why does he have Meredith's video tied to a chair? I tab on a new folder and see different videos of her tied to a chair of her crying.I go back to the first video and play it. At first it is just Meredith tied to a chair crying, then someone pours cold water on her. Tears flow from her eyes coupled with an intense shivering. Blood hell, Meredith has never liked the cold. She was always eager to keep herself warm.A man putting on a black trousers and white shirt comes into the scene with a grin on his face. It does take me a minute to know that it is Silas, Killian's Beta. His hands trail Meredith skin she pulls away from his touch. This angers him and he grips her hair pulling it hard to his face he mumble some words to Meredith hearing and then slaps her hard on her face like she is some servant.Ang
Grim POVI raised my eyebrows and glared at him with slightly opened lips. “Magna?” I asked.He nodded. “Yeah, Magna.”“Magna made her lie to you? Magna told her to tell you that the baby is not yours. Magna, bro, can you hear yourself?” I asked.He nodded his head. "Yeah, it is hard to believe, but I found out later. If I had known the child was mine, I would not have let her go,” he said.The surprise within me changed into a seething anger, one that could crawl into your head and make you do stupid things. That was exactly what I was feeling right now.I can't imagine he was giving such a lame excuse for doing something so horrible.I crossed my arms against my chest and looked at him. “Is Meredith a maid?” I asked in a steely, calm voice.He etched his eyebrow. “What? No. She is your sister.“Exactly!” I shouted, "She is my sister. Someone you grew up with. You know how protective I am of her considering how dangerous she can be. If she is angry yet you slept with her without thin
Grim POVMagna? What was she doing here and why was she with her daughter and watching her tied to something. The Magna before me was not the one I knew about. The one who had made sure I smiled and had made sure I and my sister never quarrelled. The one before me was looking dangerous, her eyes void of emotions. Could she have been the one that locked Theresa. No, she can't. Theresa is her Sister.I threw my unconscious uncle into the back seat of my car, shoved the picture into my picket and drove to the palace.Servants and maids bowed their heads watching as I passed through. Laura, who was Theresa's personal maid, passed me. “Good evening Grim” she said in a small voice.I asked, “Laura, how are you?” I asked with a smile.Her eyes widened. Of course she would be surprised. I hardly talked to any servants or maids except when it was needed.“Am fine. How may I be of help to you sir” she said with her eyes fixed to the ground.“Come with me” I ordered.She followed me as I walked
Grim POVThe squeaking of the bed by my windowside woke me up from sleep. A smile shadowed my face as I stared at the bird. It looked so free, so happy singing to whomever was his audience.The bird reminded me of who I was before meeting Grim. How I had caged my feelings and emotions. How I only saw myself as a sex toy and nothing else, but with Grim it was different. Very different. The way he looked at me, held my hands, and whispered confirming words to me made me feel so safe.My cheeks reddened as my mind raced back to what happened yesterday. How he had willingly made me come twice. The excitement still filled up within me. I have never felt this happy in my life. Maybe because I thought I lost my sexual drive due to the countless rape incidents. I never even came when I was with Conrad. We had sex, yes, but it wasn't as close to what me and Grim had yesterday, and the worst thing is that we have not mated with each other.If the orals could be like this, what would the sex
Olivia POVThe ride to the mysterious place was silent at the beginning, just me staring at the streets we passed with anger burning within me. Hunter would occasionally look at me to see if I was okay but said nothing.He continued driving till we got to the outskirts of the pack. A very far deserted place.“Where are you taking me to?” I asked as fear crept into me.Hunter was on Dean's side. Grim might not know, but I know. I knew he was on Dean's side, yet I was so foolish to follow him. What if he wanted to kill me? A smile crossed his lips. “You will see the place, Liv. Be calm,” he said.Goosebumps crept into my skin as my eyes scanned the whole surroundings. It was lonely and empty. I haven't seen one car or house in sight. He could easily kill me and get away with it.I began hitting the door. "Olivia, what the hell do you think you are doing?” He asked, his eyes darting from mine to the road.“Let me go! You think I would foolishly allow you to take me to Dean and his peopl
Olivia POV“You are doing it for the love of your life, seriously, Olivia?” Grim asked with raised eyebrows, his voice morbidly calm.I gave him a nod. "Yes, we are all doing it for the people we love,” I said, looking at him in the eye. Daring him to do something violent like he usually does.He glared at me, the intensity of his anger burning into my skin. He gave an eerie laughter and shook his head. “Don't test me, Olivia,” he warned.I swallowed hard as my eyes met his own. The anger in it was evident; he had a clenched fist like he was trying to stop himself from doing something. Maybe straggling the life out of me for bringing Conrad.I knew it was a stupid decision immediately after I said it, but who decides to send me to a place of my nightmare just to find the truth about someone who is dead?Our eyes locked each other for a while, his eyes turning crimson blue with anger. “Don't act like the victim here, love. You offered to go,” he said.I laughed, really? He can't see h
Grim POV My heart bled profusely as I watched Olivia profess her love for Conrad in my presence with so much passion. So much emotion. When she talked about him, she talked like he owned her, like he was her life. And then, to crown it all, she decided to tell me she plans on committing suicide. Just to be with him. She did not even wear the necklace I sent to her. God knows how many times I tried not to draw her last night. I have stopped drawing for a while. Ever since Meredith left, even when Theresa begged me to draw her, I refused. I could not find my passion to draw her. But yesterday I ended up drawing her five of my imaginative drawings. While i spent the night drawing and thinking about her she spent the night thinking about Conrad. What does he have that I don't have? How can He be dead and still occupy the mind of my mate like this? She turned to me; her blue eyes widened with surprise at my confession. I hoped she understood the meaning of the confession. That I was
Olivia POV I let out a deep breath immediately as I entered his car. I could hear him shouting, Please don't go. But this was what he wanted. He wanted me to leave him be with Theresa and all that. That is what is going to be. I am going to leave him so that he can be with his rebound Becky and his sister. I am sick and tired of being his second choice. I sucked in a deep breath and turned his car engine on. Without looking back, I drove back to the palace. Immediately I parked and came down. Becky rushed towards the car with a smile. What the hell is wrong with this girl? I am assuming she came here because she thought Gruk was the one driving the car. I can't wait to give her the shock of her life. I tried opening the car door, but it remained shut. I furrowed my eyebrow. What the hell is going on? I tried again to receive the same result. "Look, Olivia, I know you are in there. Can we talk?” Grim voice called out from the car. It took me a minute to remember that he
Derek POVChills ran through my spine as I watched my dad walk towards me with a smile; he had changed from his pyjamas he was wearing to a black short, white shirt, and a brown palm. And he was looking way more healthy than he was; he wore a creepy smile that only stayed on his lips and did not reach his eyes.“Dad?” I called out again.He ignored me and walked to where Charles was sitting. Charles immediately got up and assisted him to sit while he stood by his side like his right-hand man. Just the same way I usually stood beside him during meetings as his heir.“Dad, what the hell is happening here? Why do they have us at gunpoint, and why are you not doing anything?” I asked.He leaned back. “You see these boys around you. They are working at my orders and no one else's, he said.My eyes widened as I stared at the clone I once called my father. How did we go from having a good father and son relationship to him asking people to kill me? “You see, I knew you were just like your m
Grim POVI shoved the letter into my pocket, wore a black turtleneck to accompany the black trousers I was putting on, and walked away. Anger boiling within me as I walked towards my car. Can't I have a week to myself? Can't they just leave me alone for a week?Many scary thoughts ran across my mind as I imagined what Daemon would be doing to Olivia by now. Gosh, she has already suffered enough already, attempted death twice, and all because I was not there to help. Now that I am with her, by her side, I would rather die than allow that to happen to her.I drove my car towards the pack palace, readying the whole pack to fund her. How did they get into the room without my notice?Immediately I stepped outside, Magna and Becky rushed to me, their faces carrying deep frowns on them. “Grim, my son, where have you been? I have been looking for you.” Magna said her eyes filled with worry, and for a moment I wanted to give in to her motherly warmth. The one I was used to, but my mind raced
Olivia POVI opened my eyes to meet total darkness. Quite cold darkness. The type of darkness that would make you helpless and lonely because you know you can't fight. You just have to wait for light to come or drown in the suffocating darkness.But…where the hell is this place? The last thing I remember is sleeping in Grim’s bed, wrapped in his arms. So where was the place?“Grim...Grim,” I tried to call out, but no sound came out from my lips. A frown crept on my face as I wondered what had happened to my voice.“Grim...” I called again but still was unable to make a sound. God, please let it not be someone who has seized my voice to stop me from talking.My palms became sweaty, my hands trembling as I struggled to breathe. I shook my face only to find out that I had been blindfolded. What the hell was happening? Could it be that this was a grim trick this morning? This better not be a trick because I would cut him alive for making me scared like this.But then again, Grim was not t
Grim POVI kissed Olivia’s head as she lay on my chest, with my arms wrapped around her waist. She was sleeping peacefully, not knowing what she was doing to me or to my body. I can't imagine I was finally happy. Happinesses seemed so far to me.But whatever I was experiencing right now was a contented joy. That she was mine finally, she would be thinking about me and not that dead guy called Conrad. Funny how I hate him with all my might even though I have never met him.A bang on the door interrupted my thoughts; Olivia shakes a little bit, mumbling some words in her sleep. Who the hell could that be? I made sure no one knew where you were.I carefully laid Olivia on the other side of the bed and put her purple teddy bear beside her. So that she would not notice my absence.Taking a glance at her, I walked to the door. Hunter walked in immediately with a deep frown on his face.“What are you doing here?” I asked, raising my eyebrow.He ignored me and took a chair. “I have been tryin
Olivia POV “So tell me. What would you have done if you were not a prince? If you were just a normal wolf with a normal family?" I asked, watching him as he ate his food. He has finished spoon-feeding me and decided to eat his own meal. He stopped eating and dropped his spoon on his plate. He stares at me for a while, searching for answers in my face. He shrugged, “I don't know. I never had a normal life. I don't even know what a normal life is,” he said, picking up his spoon to continue eating in silence. Guilt mixed with self-pity washed me as I looked at him eating his food hungrily. He was a fast eater. I could not imagine myself living with this type of life. With this type of toxic home. My parents were not that good, but at least it was not as toxic as his own. “The last time I checked, staring at someone is considered creepy,” he said with a smile, looking at me. My cheeks reddened. “Is not creepy. Beside, I was not staring; I was admiring you,” I replied. He ch
Olivia POV Pain cloaked my heart as I watched him leave. His words echoed in my head, joining the lutinary voice echoing in my head. Voices of my dad, my mom, Alpha Killian, my sister, and now Grim. All saying the same words, you will never be enough. Tears rolled freely from my eyes as the painful realization stuck me. I was too caught up in the emotions. He made me feel good. He was just like Alpha Killian. They would make me feel good, make me feel loved, and fuck me only to tell me I meant nothing to them. I would never mean anything to them. I had no worth. I was worthless. Pain squeezed my chest. I closed my eyes to push the thought, but they kept on running to me. Keep on coming to me. I stood up and let out a loud scream as I fell into the bathtub again. Gosh, I let him fuck me like a cheap proustite now I can't work. “Liv.Are you okay?” He asked me to scan my face. He must have heard my scream. I pushed the pain behind me and glared at him, my eyes bloodshot red. “I am
Olivia POVThe squeaking of the bird by my windowside woke me up, and a delicious smell hit my nostrils like someone was cooking.My hands subconsciously roamed my bedside to see if Derek was there, but he was not. He must be the one cooking. I sighed heavily and closed my eyes, wanting to go back to sleep. I could still feel very sore all over me. To think that I woke up in the night and lured Grim into having sex with me. Now I can't move without pain. How can he be this rough?I smiled broadly as I remembered what had happened yesterday. I came to her thinking it was just a date, not knowing that Derek had all this planned out for me.Derek walked in wearing a smile on his handsome face and carrying a cup of coffee. He was putting on gray sweatpants. He smiled and walked up to me, placing a soft kiss on my lips as he placed the cup of coffee down.“Good morning, sunshine,” he said with a smile. His smile quickly vanished from his face, replaced by a concerned look. His eyes scanne
Grim POV I have never been this comfortable before, not even with Theresa. No one had made my heart race as much as she did. No one's presence brought me as much peace as her presence did. It was surprising, though, that I was falling for an omega. I could feel her smile when I told her I liked her. I knew the emotions were stronger than like, but I had to name it that way. I have not yet come to terms with how I felt about her. I wanted to enjoy this moment with her; I really wanted to. But with her naked body pressed against my body, it was hard, really hard. My wolf has been growling loudly, expressing his desire to want her, to mark her, to claim her. She turned sideways so that her back was facing her buttocks pressed against my throbbing erection. A gasp escaped her lips immediately; she felt my groin. She moved her body a little bit, teasing my groin. "Liv,” I groaned loudly, closing my eyes as she sent raw desires down my spine. I kept on avoiding our mating ceremony b
Olivia POV I lay beside Grim, my hands caressing his chest as he wrapped his arms around me. He has been quiet after then, not saying anything, just savouring the moment. I stayed there for a while. A shy smile crossed my lips. Never in my wildest dream did I imagine that I would one day be with Grim, lying on his bed caressing his chest. The same man who promised my death, the same man whom I hated with all my heart and soul. The same man who made me attempt suicide three times, and yet here we were wrapped in each other's arms. But I still knew nothing about him. He knew a lot about me. I am sure he must have done his research and found out what he wanted about me. But I knew nothing about him except from the fact that he was a hybrid and his favourite colour was black and blue. I cleared my throat. “What's my favourite food?” I asked. He cleared his throat. “You don't have a favourite food ife. You like hamburgers, you love Mac and cheese, and you love French fries. I know y