Olivia POV Dear Olivia My brother had always been my savior, my role model, and I looked up to him more than I do to everyone. And I knew how much love he had for you. The way he starred at you when you were not looking. The way he watched out for you or how he skipped meals anytime you announced you were getting married. He loved you desperately. We got the news of his death. My mother had been a mess since then, crying nonstop, and I know you must be doing the same. I am sorry that you have to be with them as a slave, even with what they did to you and my brother. Therefore, I am telling you to be patient; I will soon come and rescue you from that monster called Grim and his brother Dean,make them pay for what they did to you. In the mean time, I would want you to do something for me. I want you to get close to Grim and learn everything about him. When I mean everything, I mean every since detail, and if possible, learn his routine. With you by my side, we would bring the w
Grim POVSomething was wrong; she looked so terrified when I asked her who tried forcing himself on her. My thoughts roam around the possibility of someone abusing my mate. My mind races back to what she has said in the past about her life being hell. Could it be that her parents were abusing her or she had an abusive boyfriend?I stroll towards my office with the intention of starting an underground check on her, only to meet my uncle, Derek.I groan inwardly; this man always has something to complain about. His visit was never for something nice."Uncle,” I say with a broad, obvious fake smile stretching my hand for a handshake.He gives my hand a very tight squeeze. I am tempted to do something stupid, but he is my uncle. My mother younger brother is therefore spared.“Tell me what I heard is a lie,” he said, taking his seat.I raise my eyebrow and sit down opposite him. “It depends on what you heard, uncle,” I say, and pick up a cigarette to light.He snatched it from my hand, hi
Grim POV I stare at the chess board in front of me, willing myself to play it. I always play chess when I find myself in a difficult situation; the mere act of strategising calmed my nerves, but in this situation it was not working at all. My uncle's voice kept roaming around my head without any pause. I had to choose Olivia or Diana. Clearly speaking, I would have chosen Diana; her father was an alpha, and he harnessed a good amount of witches who could destroy things without me stressing myself. Plus, she was a pure royalty, an additional mark to make her a queen. Olivia, on the other side, was a bruised omega whose park killed my mom and mate, and it would be perfect revenge to let her go even though she was my mate. But the thing is, I just can't let her go. My anger for her, especially since the last days, particularly how she reacted when I touched her, had gradually waved off. It has been replaced by an itching urge to find out who made her so terrified of a make-touch
Olivia POV“What?” I asked Lia with wide eyes. She nodded “I am serious Olivia. Derek was the one who killed his mother and she also-”I raised my hands in the air, stopping her. Everything seemed so unreal to me. Why would Derek want to kill his elder sister and Theresa?I shook my head. "No, Lia. Besides, this diary might have been written by someone and planted for you to see. Do you know how crazy you would sound if anyone heard you? Why would someone kill his sister? For what reason?” I asked.She shrugged “I don't know. Maybe he wants to take the throne” she said.I scoffed, “Take the throne?” I asked with a raised eyebrow.“Yes I mean that is the only reason right?” She asked.I shook my head "No, it can't be. I mean, he knows how strict the laws of the land are; only royalties with white hair sit on the firethrone. Everyone knows this and Derek is a commoner; I mean, Grim is having a hard time claiming his throne because his mother was not a full blood royalty; then what makes
Grim POVThere was something suspicuousbabout this tall tattooed man standing in front of me with a courageous poker smile. Like I could feel that he did not mean well for me. He did not even try to respect me like the others do.“Get out,” I repeated for the second time in a row.He remained there with a poker smile, like he was daring me to do my worst. My eyes scanned his face and whole body and darted to Hunter, who was watching him.I released a deep growl warning the hunter of what could happen next if he did not take this twat out of my side.“Everyone leave,” he ordered.They bow their heads and leave, including Jace. Immediately they left, and I turned to him.“Really? These are the men you brought. Men who don't obey me?” I asked."Look, I will talk to him.”I shook my head. Jace did not seem like someone they could talk to. He seemed like someone who came for a mission and would accomplish it with his last breath.“No. I want them out, especially have.”“No,” Hunter said in
Grim POV“Are you sure about what you are saying?” I ask Olivia with narrowed eyes.She nods “Yes, why do you look surprised?" She asked with a raised eyebrow. I leaned back into my chair. How do I tell her that the girl she saw in her pack was my sister? She has been in their pack for a while now, and no one knew about it. No wonder the hunter did not see her when he went looking for her.But why would she do such a thing? Hide in our enemy camp and use her power to fight us.Or could it be that he is blackmailing her?I sat up “You are sure about that; she is a witch, with green eyes and blonde hair, and has sangue per snague tattooed on her hands." I ask again for confirmation.She rolled her eyes. “Yes. You think I would make up such a story; why would I lie to you?”I shake my head. "No, love, you are not lying. The the person in question bears a striking resemblance with my younger sister, whose name is Meredith?”She raised her eyebrow. “Wait, I thought they said your sister i
Olivia POVJace? Was this jace, or maybe I was dreaming? How did he get here without getting caught? That means he delivered the letter the same day and cake the same day.I watch the way he calculatively strolls to the front and kisses my knuckles, and even though he has a smile, I know for a fact that he is angry. The way he gave my hand a tight squeeze made me flinch a little bit.I open my mouth to say something when Grim drives his fist into his hands. A gasp escapes my lips as Jace falls face-flat on the ground.Guilt over takes the surprise on my face as I watch Jace squirm on the floor. Gosh. He is Conrad's brother for crying out loud; he is not meant to be suffering. His brother sacrificed himself for me, and I would gladly do it for his brother.Grim rushes towards him, ready to drive another blow into his face, when I stop him grappling his hands. “Please let him go,” I plead.I expect Grim to free his hands from my grip and continue hitting him, but for some reason best kn
Olivia POV Warmth rush through my skin as he gets closer, his intoxicating masculine scent fill my nostrils, sending a strange sensation between my thighs, my heart race trying to jump out of my rib cage The air can be on, I can feel the cold on me but this closure makes it hard for me to feel anything. He is too close, just too close for my liking and what I hate the most is how my body is reacting, like it likes his touch. I try to put the blame on the mate bond that the Moon goddess gave us but this is different. It is the first time I am willing to get wet, the first time my nipple is reacting to someone's presence even before he touched me. At a point I thought I had lost my sex drive due to my past. I don't even feel this way when conard touched me. He runs a finger down my neck, my breathing seized for a moment. My heart smells filling the room. What the hell. “Grim” I call in a weak voice. Fuck! It was meant to come out as a warning and here it is coming out as a whis
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