Grim POVGrowing up, I have been told that love is the only emotion that can make one weak and destroy someone completely, and I took that advice and carried it wherever I went. So much so that I never let anyone in, like really into me. Not my mother, not Hunter, not Meredith, and not even Theresa. I loved them, but I had a large detachment for them. I knew they were not going to be by my side always; no one has actually been.Sometimes my mother looks at me with the eyes and says, ‘You are the biggest mistake of my life.' Maybe if she had not given birth to me, she would have eventually moved from my dad and not had to bear the names they called her.Hunter, on the other hand, sometimes used my legitimacy against me, even when I tried to tell him that his dad was not that good. He pointed it to me to shut the hell up; I don't know about parental love. My dad sees me as a tool and not a son. A tool for destruction.With time, I got used to it. So much so that neither my father's sho
Olivia POVHis eyes flash with deep hurt. He looked so heartbroken, and for a minute I wished I had never told him. It is clear that he loves Hunter to the core, and at the beginning I thought Hunter loved him. I wonder why he changed towards him. What did Jace tell him that made him turn against his best friend?Grim brushes his hair roughly, his skin getting red. He passed around for a while before turning to me.He walks up to me in a calculated way, like he is going to fall if he makes a mistake. His eyes bore into skin, his fingers brush my cheek, and he raises my head to look at him. The betrayal in his eyes is replaced with anger.“Don't lie to me, Olivia, is this true?” He asks in a deep fear voice that sends cold chills down my spine.I nod, “Yes. Is it true?” I say.He scans my face; his eyes roam around my face, drinking in every inch of me like I am his last piece of cake. His eyes drop to my lips; he stares at my lips; his eyes darken with desire. Then he turns away.“I d
Oliva's pov. “Have you discussed your parents liv?” Conrad, my boyfriend, asked for the third time this week. I heaved a sigh. I have been avoiding this topic because I don't know how my parents would react to the news of my engagement or wedding. To other parents, it would be a blessing, but to mine, it would be another avenue to remind me of how useless I was as an omega. "No, but I promise to tell them this evening at dinner,” I replied softly, trying to hide my uneasiness. “Okay, if you won't be uncomfortable, I can tell them myself; at least it would spare you all their insults and shouts,” he said, trying to calm me down. He knew how my parents maltreated me at home; in fact, I am sure the whole Oro pack knew about the Omega, whose greatest enemy were her parents. A sad smile tugged at my lips. “Don't worry about it. I can handle them,” I assured him. “Okay, I have to go and attend to something. I will call you back later. Bye, I love you.” “I love you too,” I w
Olivia POV.“What was that?” Lia asked immediately as I stepped out.She must have heard a lot. “How long were you standing there?” I ignored her questions.“Long enough to know that you called your sister a whore and your father a dickhead.”I shrugged. “Well, you came late. You would have been there when my father said I was useless, when my sister said I am not part of the family, and when my mother called me a by-product. All because I told them I am getting married to Conrad,” I replied as I climbed my bike.A gasp escaped her lip; she watched me for a while before climbing her own. She had packed her bike close to mine.“I'm sorry about that; I can talk to them to accept him,” she said as she wore her helmet.I shook my head. “No need,” I said with finality in my tone.Immediately we were done; we drove straight to the palace. In the midst of all this commotion, I was thankful to the moon goddess for one reason, and that was Lilia.She had stood by me even after she found out th
Olivia POVThe next morning came earlier than expected; at four o'clock, most of the soldiers were already drowsy. Entering the park was quite easier than we thought. The soldiers that stopped us asked us for our name, smelled us, and let us pass.Immediately we got to the palace. We immediately put on the servants' outfit and distributed ourselves to the other maids. Lia and I joined the servants in the kitchen.We were immediately assigned our duties and began immediately.“Are you new here?” One of the maids asked politely. “Yes, we came today,” I said, pointing at myself and Lia, who was on the other side watching plates with the rest.“Oh, that's nice. My name is Laura,” she introduced with a broad smile.“Oliva, but people call me liv.” She nodded as we continued cleaning the plates. The place seemed more busy than usual, as if they were preparing for an event.“Is there an event coming up?” I asked.“Yes. Dean is getting married to Sandra; she is from the Oro pack. I think he
Oliva pov“Liv! Liv!” A distant voice shouted. I tried to open my eyes, but it was too heavy.“Liv! What did you do to her? Liv!” The voice shouted again, closer this time. It took me time to recall who was shouting. It was Lia.I slowly opened my eyes; my eyes met with Lia's worried eyes. My head was seriously banging. My eyes scanned the room. Three huge men stood watching us; Conrad sat adjacent to us. His eyes softened with worry immediately he met mine.“Love, are you okay? Say something!” Lia urged me to shake my body. Fear dripped from her eyes.“I'm fine,” I said. Lia let out a sigh of relief. Conrad closed his eyes for a minute and took in deep breath before he opened it again.I immediately sat upright; images of what happened before flooded my head. Conrad was alive; he was not dead.“Good. Now that you all are alive, we will interrogate you before we kill you,” one of the guards said in a deep voice that sent chills to my skin.“Who sent you?” He asked.We searched each ot
Olivia POVAfter a while, they took us back to the room I and Lia shared before the incident. Any time she tried to strike a conversion, I snubbed her. I did not blame her for trying to save me. I understood the fact that she did it because I am her only friend, but anytime I thought about the fact that Conrad would have been alive and not dead, everything in me shattered.By the time we got to the kitchen, they had already assigned us to our duties. Laura rushed to me with a smile. It seemed as if they were not aware of the fact that we were enemies.“I was worried about you. I thought you were attacked,” she said.I furrowed my eyebrows. “Attacked?” I asked.“Yes, they said some men from Sandra’s pack attacked us. They killed sweet Theresa and even Grim's mother. Grim would have made them beg for death if he was here.”Adrenaline rushed within me at the mention of what Grim would do if he found out about their deaths.“He has lost everything—his father, his mother, and his mate, who
Olivia POVI started at the blue crimson eyes, his eyes fixed on my face as our intoxicating breath mixed. My heart raced against my ribcages. “Do I make myself clear?” He growled deeply from his chest.I remained silent; I had to do this. For me to be happy, at least I would leave this world and get to meet Conrad.I tried twisting my hands from his grip, but he tightened it. I scoffed. Was this man actually trying to struggle with me? I had a specialty with sharp objects. Like I knew ten thousand ways to kill someone with a knife. “Let go of me!” I muttered, struggling with him even though he seemed unaffected.Iheaved a sigh. “Fine, I would drop the knife,” I said, trying to negotiate, and that actually tricked him. He let go of my hand, and I dropped the knife on the ground, and for some reason he heaved a sigh of relief with some foreign curse words.“What the hell did you think you were trying to do?” He asked me, his eyes dark with warmth and yet hatred.I shrugged, “doing this