Olivia POV“Argh!” I shouted as I held my head. I could hear multiple voices in my head and the blood continued to flow from every hole on my face.What the hell was happening to me. Lia burst into the room together with Grim and Hunter. Grim rushed to me and held me.My first instinct was to flinch but then immediately he touched me. I saw something scary, a huge beast howling in a forest filled with dead bodies.He walked around them. Sniffing their bodies then started eating them cracking the bones, the beast turned into a hybrid wolf, his silver eyes shining through the night.He let out a loud cry and turned into Grim. Grim sat on the floor and looked around with despair in his face.“Olivia, are you okay? Should I call the witch back?” He asked.I snapped out of what is saw and shook my head “I'm fine”He narrowed his eyes to a split and scanned my face “You don't look okay. There is blood all over you, even your sheets are soaked”Was I fine? No. I was going crazy, could not un
Grim POVI hardly ever saw something as a punishment but what I am going through right now was a great punishment.I was trying all I could to forget Theresa, to deceive myself that I was alright even though I was not alright.Her smile occasionally came to my mind but what was more frustrating was that It was replaced by Olivia’s smile and for what it was worth I didn't want to get attached to Olivia.I am just using her as a means to an end and after that, I would send her to her pack or kill he if she is still interested in dying.“Grim! Where the hell have you been” Hunter asked as he barged into my room. I quickly hid Theresa’s photo at my back.“Well, as you can see I am in my room. What is it?” I asked him and stood up as he walked to me, panting heavily.I furrowed my eyebrows “Why are you panting and sweating so much at this time of the day?” I asked.“We need to go. Aegon moved your mother’s body from the mutuary. He said they should throw her into the sea or somewhere. I d
Grim POV“Fuck!” I mutter, hitting my steering wheel. I try to talk to Hunter again, but he is silent. Like silent. Hunter is never silent. He tries to communicate in the best way he can, even if he is on the verge of death. He still whispers.His silence is not a gold solution, and then I have Olivia. I can't imagine how much torture she would be going through with Aegon’s men.I mean, she just escaped death during the trials, and now her life is in danger again.Maybe she was right. I am just a bluffing beast. I can't protect my close ones.Wait a minute, die. I just say closed one. I shake my head again. I can't protect the ones I have an obligation to.Impatience wears into my skin; Dean's car is behind mine, and I think Aegon's car is at the back of it. Well, in all I do. I need to make sure I get there before them. I increase my speed limit, swerving off any vehicle on my way.I hear the sound of the engine at the back as Dean moves ahead of me.“What the hell! This is not good
Olivia POV He is going to choose Theresa; I knew immediately he stopped when he saw her corpse on the ground. I felt a pang in my heart as minutes passed. She was his one true love after all, and I was a spare. His heartbeat increased as he released a carnivorous growl, silence filled the air “Send her ashes to her mother,” he said and walked away. My body froze. Did he choose me? Could it be that I mattered to him after all, or was this another dream? He walked towards his car and carefully placed me in the back seat before turning around and driving to the palace. Immediately he climbed down, and Magna rushed to him. “Tell me you chose my daughter,” she said, her voice dripping with fear and anticipation. “No, I took Olivia, but I asked Hunter to try all he can to save her body,” he said in a tight tone. I could feel his hesitation; he would never want to hurt her. “Grim..what if she does not come back?" Why would you leave her there all to Aegon? You left her and she was ki
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