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Oliver My mind races as I follow my father to his office. I slump into one of the chairs opposite his desk. It feels like I haven’t been here in ages. I look around the familiar room … he hasn’t changed anything. It’s old and still smells of dust and an odd orange-smokey scent, reminding me of the headmaster's office at school. On one wall are olive green filing cabinets with a few photos of our family and my grandfathers above it. Across from it against the other wall is an old wooden bookshelf. In the middle of the room is his massive desk with a computer and an old reading lamp with a cream-platted lampshade and a frayed cord dangling underneath. The seat behind the desk matches the dark brown padded leather of the one I am sitting on. I used to hate these chairs, but considering they are offering support for my sore body, I don’t say anything as I sit staring at the man I call father. I wonder what answers he will come up with to my questions. What excuses he could possibly
Sophia The rushing sound of running water flows through my ears, and the scent of fresh water, dirt, grass, and wildflowers assaults my nose. My eyes land on a breathtaking waterfall, surrounded by greenery and the tallest trees you can imagine that go higher and higher until you can’t see the tops anymore. The rockpools around the waterfall offer a slippery pathway under the running water. I squeal in excitement and run up to it, trying to make sure I don’t slip in the process. I’ve always loved the water. Lakes, rivers, the ocean, and any body of water settles my mind and fills me with peace. My absolute favourite, though, is a waterfall. From the amazing sounds it makes to the fresh scent and atmosphere around it, there is just something peaceful about free-running water. I pull off my top and yank down my pants until I’m in my underwear. I move closer to the water sticking out my hand first, feeling my way through. My body shivers in excitement. As my hand touches the water, I
Oliver Her scent of strawberries and cinnamon is driving us both wild, making Ace want to mark her straight away and beg for forgiveness later. “I… no, I can’t,” she whispers, her voice barely audible as she backs away from us, making my heart shatter into pieces. Ace’s anger washes over me once more, instantly assuming this man in front of us is the reason. We saw how affectionate he was toward her earlier, and we both have no doubt there is something going on there. Panic moved over him as he saw the rogue about to pounce on her. He saw red. He’s already nearly lost our mate once today. He wasn’t going to let that happen again. ‘Ace… don’t do anything stupid that we will regret later,’ I warn him, fighting for control. ‘If we mark her now, she won’t be able to leave us,’ he snarls out, clawing at the bit to be released. ‘She is allowed a choice, Ace. Feel for her wolf, try to connect,’ I reasoned with him, hoping that her wolfwould settle him down. ‘She.. she doesn’t ha
Sophia I breathe in the familiar scent of home as I try with all my might not to look back at him. I am a bit embarrassed that I feel this way … toward a stranger no less. Who does this? My body screams for him, aches for him, already my mind is consumed by thoughts of HIM. How is this even possible? Is this what the mate bond really is like? I may have loved Sam before, but this doesn’t compare. Feeling the fireworks along our skin, as he allowed me to be memorised by him, but only for a short time. I already yearn for his closeness. I feel guilty that the feelings I had for Sam have all but evaporated, I’ve known him my entire life, and loved him for most of that, now it’s nothing more than numb emptiness, and my mind is now consumed with thoughts of someone else. Someone who I have only known for an hour, if even that. Oliver Steward, the man that makes my mind spin around like crazy. How is this even possible? I don’t have a wolf, and I don’t know if I will actually ever
Oliver A loud crack of thunder jolts me awake, scaring the shit out of me, before the sound of pouring rain hits the green tin roof of the Dartmoor pack house. Now, I’ve never been scared of thunderstorms per se, in fact, I actually love them. When we were kids we would always run around in the rain. When there was a hail storm, we’d run around collecting all the Ice to see how much we could get before it all melted. It scared me awake because I’ve finally been able to get some peaceful sleep after how many months and this shit happens. Just my luck, eh? My mate doesn’t want me, her ex is still in love with her, and I’m still a walking zombie. Yeah, I know the fuckwit still loves her, and for him to pull that stunt like he did only seconds after I said she was my mate… Ace was not happy, I had to remind him that we weren’t on our pack lands and to give the fucker a pass today. But if he pulls that shit again, I’ll mess him up just as I did the rogue. I don’t give a shit if Naris
Oliver My back aches as I wake up to the blinding sun on my face. My first thought is I really need to piss, but I decide to wait. Sophia and I fell asleep on the porch swing after our conversation. It was nice to relax and spend quality time with our mate. It was fucking amazing to get some decent sleep after so many months, finally. While I did not share her sentiments about Sam’s feelings toward her, I decided to push it aside because I honestly cared for her and didn’t want her upset or to piss Ace off even more and give him a reason to kill the dipshit. My eyes land on the perfect sleeping beauty curled up on my chest. My arm is still wrapped tightly around her, so neither of us would fall and injure ourselves on the old swing. I knew we wouldn’t have many more moments once we got back to Liverpool, and I wanted to cherish these for as long as possible. The sound of the packhouse door creaking open jolts Sophia awake, much to my annoyance and standing there is the fucke
Oliver Breakfast was over all too quickly. I had already forgotten most of the names of the pack members who were introduced to me, most of whom were warriors or farmhands who report to Ryan. He wasn’t there this morning, but we were told he was already out working. We got up and walked to Narissa’s office with her leading the way. Sophia and Sam stood up to join us. Before we could enter the office, I stop suddenly, causing them to slam into me accidentally. “I think this is probably a better conversation just between the two of us,” I say, looking directly at Narissa, my tone not leaving any room for arguments. With the delicateness of what we have to discuss, I would prefer to leave this conversation between just Narissa and me, for now. Later, if she wants to, she can share the information with her Beta and her sister, my mate. She lets out a frustrated sigh but nods. Sam frowns but accepts her decision before turning around and heading back out the front door. “We’ll talk a
Sophia Oliver and Narissa walk down the hall laughing. I smile to myself as I see them emerge from the hallway. I get a little jealous as I want that relationship with Oliver … easy, worry-free. Maybe someday, once we figure each other out. For now, we still feel like strangers. I’ve been sitting in the living room waiting impatiently for them for the last hour with one of my friends, Serena, who sat with me for a bit before she has to run off to work. The smile on Oliver's face brightens even more as his eyes lock with mine. How can he be so sure? He seems so pure and happy that he found me, yet my mind is uncertain. I’m sure if I had a wolf, it would be different, she probably would have wanted to mate with him by now and already sick of my nonsense, but without one my mind is left spinning around and around on its own. “You can join training tomorrow morning if you like, we have it three days a week. Monday, Wednesday and Friday,” Narissa says to Oliver as she smiles. Sh
Oliver Kryptonite by 3 Doors Down plays softly on the car radio as we drive through the city, and my fingers instantly tap away at the familiar tune. Sophia sits next to me, looking around at the city in awe. I keep kicking myself that I just left her in an unknown area in an unknown city. I feel so stupid that we just couldn’t talk things out like we did this morning. But more than anything, I am grateful that she wants to try despite what has happened. You can see the changes between the territories as we drive through the city. Brent still gives me daily updates on Liverpool, but right now, I’m so pissed off at David that I just don’t want anything to do with any of them. I can’t take my anger out on my pack or my cousin, and I know I will have to introduce them to Sophia, but I’m at the point where I want to relinquish my title altogether. Sophia is completely amazed at the city we drive through. I remember from before that she loved the water, and I have the perfect plan formi
Sophia The smell of breakfast woke me from the best sleep I've had all week. I remember Oliver coming home while I was waiting for him and carrying me up the stairs, but that's all I remember. I'm happy he's here, and I hope he wants to talk to me. I tried to stay up all night, but sleep overtook me in a few hours, and there was no getting past it. I throw on an old jumper I find rummaging in the cupboard and head downstairs. Nerves fly around in my stomach, mostly wanting to see Oliver but also for not knowing how he would react. I hit the bottom of the stairs, and it's the perfect sight. He's standing in the kitchen now, flipping something on the stove with his back to me like he's in his own world. I pause, not wanting to interrupt. I can only imagine the things he's been thinking all night. "Morning," he says, not turning, completely startling me. It shouldn't have, but I thought we were both in our own little world. I guess I should have known better. With his sense of smell
Sophia "Reject me then," he says, his voice so calm as he states the most painful thing one could say to a mate. I gasp and step back, clutching my chest as it splinters open at the demand. Even though it was only a suggestion, that alone sparks the start of the painful experience of rejection. He's completely lost it. The Oliver I know is not this person, and yes, I may have taken part in that by taking time away from us, only causing the situation to worsen. I gasp for air as my body starts to crumble. This has to be a test, right? It has to be a test to prove that I care about him and nothing to do with Sammy or what happened. "You really want that?" I whisper, trying to gain back some of my composure. I thought things would go smoothly, but it's all a damn mess. I imagined for hours what this conversation would be like. Never had I thought it'd be like this. His eyes are so piercing and so focused that it frightens me for him to be able to see what my soul has to offer, but h
Oliver I stalk behind the trees at the cottage that has become my second home these last few weeks. Even though I am always at Charwood, I try to go off-territory as much as possible. I feel uncomfortable or out of balance being here for too long, and I don't want to be at Liverpool right now. My mind has been buzzing with newfound electric energy since Sophia arrived; the pain hurts less, which I am grateful for. Sophia slips off Ace as she looks around in wonder at the little cottage. Zander and Ashleigh made some renovations before I moved in but still kept its original aesthetic. I slip on a pair of old shorts stashed in a tree and walk to stand in front of her, folding my arms across my chest defensively, waiting for her to realise I'm waiting. She's looking around in wonder at the place that has become my own sanctuary. I take the time to look at her before she can catch me. She's wearing jeans and an old grey shirt that hangs low. Her hair was still the same but a little f
Oliver The trees around us slowly come into focus as I slow down. Jace has been in control since Ashleigh left the territory yesterday. I've tried to get Zander back in control, but no amount of training or runs would settle him until his mate is home safe. His eyes haven't changed back to Zander since the phone call. I'm not even sure if Zander wants control. I could see his emotions running rampant when he found out where they were going. I was just so fucking lucky he didn't take my head off there and then. I understand the feeling completely. I've been drinking myself half to death nearly every night and only running on a few hours of sleep. At least he still has a bond with Ashleigh. I have nothing. The aching tug in my chest lightens with every step I take. Zander turns around suddenly and takes off in the other direction, back toward the pack house. "Want to follow?" I ask Ace, curious at the sudden change of course. "No, I need more," Ace mumbles, running faster along the
Sophia I am giddy with excitement when I drag my bag down the hallway. I don’t know precisely when Ashleigh would want to leave, so I assume mid-morning is usually the norm. I woke up at around 7 to pack everything I needed and will have Narissa ship everything across once I've settled in. A few hours later, everyone's bags are loaded into the car, and tummies are full of the drool-worthy breakfast feast Cee Cee and her team prepared this morning. Narissa pulls me into a tight hug as we say our goodbyes. I try not to cry, praying this won't be the last time I'll see her and memorise her scent and the comfort of home she instantly brings. I know I'll be able to FaceTime and call daily, but it's not the same. I finally let go of my sister and approached the waiting car. I was ready to see my mate, prepared to beg for forgiveness. The tension is thick between the four of us. Daniel sits in the driver's passenger seat next to Eric, his leg jiggling up and down. Eric snapped at him a f
Sophia My eyes snap open almost instantly as I plunge to my death in another terrifying dream. My body is tired and sore and is getting weaker every day. I knew the consequences of not going with Oliver when he left, but I didn’t think it would be this bad. I’m curled up in the room he stayed in and found an old shirt he left behind. I’ve been locked up in here since he left that day … regretting my decision every day. I tried to convince myself that it was for my sister, that she didn’t have much time left, but even she tried to convince me to go with him, reminding me of the importance of the mate bond, making me more confused than ever. Hating the situation even more, I drag myself out of bed, pulling on some leggings and an old jumper. Oliver's scent has left the room, causing me to spiral even more. I stay here for the comfort it brings me, but even so, that is barely doing anything lately. My achy body allows me to wander the dark hallways. I heard someone arrive this even
Ashleigh The packhouse door slams closed as the three of us pile out of the car. I look around curiously and see three wolves have followed us to the packhouse. I gulp a little, feeling completely out of my comfort zone, and move slightly closer to Danni and Eric. With my pregnancy, I cannot shift for a few more months until the pup is born. I’m usually not nervous about meeting new people, but Kia isn’t happy with me, so I don’t know how long that will last. Until then, I am on my own, so being between my Beta and Gamma is the safest place for me right now. “Why have uninvited people arrived unexpectedly at our front door in the last two weeks?” A stunning young woman huffs, folding her arms across her chest, looking at the three of us most unpleasantly. “I’m...” I start to say, but she holds out her hand, making me close my mouth quickly. “I know who you are.” She narrows her eyes at the three of us. “I know who all of you are, Luna Ashleigh Blackwood, Beta Daniel Richmond, and
Ashleigh Seeing Ollie break down like that only breaks my heart more. He’s always been the stronger one of the two of us, emotionally and physically. He was a complete mess when he arrived two days ago, making me worry for him even more. Zander doesn’t like the fact that I worry about him so much because ‘He’s a grown-ass man who can look after himself,’ but he’s my cousin and the closest thing I have to family right now. I’m probably the closest thing he has to one since everything at home has gone to shit. So, to see him like this the last few days … I knew he was holding something back, but I was not expecting it to be such a huge thing — a few huge things. No wonder he has been feeling how he is. I know the guys drank themselves stupid last night. Zander always gets a little too frisky when he comes to bed after drinks, which I don’t mind at all. I’m just thankful I can’t get any more pregnant than I already am. I throw on a change of clothes and pyjamas in the small overn