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
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