Olivia's POV
I woke up with a terrible fever. My entire body shook, and I was covered in sweat.
I buried myself under the covers, determined to wait out my symptoms. I wanted to be certain that the medication worked yesterday, and it wasn't I who waited it out.
Seconds turned to minutes, and minutes turned to half an hour. I was still lying on my bed, shivering and sweating. My whole body ached, and my eyes stung and became watery.
My thighs clenched together under the covers, and I could feel my juices gushing out of me. My libido was over the roof, and I
Olivia's POV"Jonas, I am so glad that you are here."My mouth clamped shut immediately after I said those words. I remembered how tense our argument was and this was the first time we were talking ever since that day. I had no idea how he felt about me.A thick silence hung between us, and I decided to brush away the pleasantries and jump right into business. The smile on my face disappeared, and I stood up straight and faced him."I really wasn't expecting to see you here, Olivia. I actually thought that I would see André."
André's POVI walked in and saw Olivia hugging Jonas. As soon as the door opened, she jumped and disentangled herself from his embrace."Andre!"She ran over to me and threw her hands around my neck with apparent happiness.I pulled her close and wrapped one arm possessively around her waist as I glared down at Jonas. I watched him grit his teeth and clench his fist, and I was only encouraged to hold Olivia tighter.Finally, she let go
Olivia's POVIt was the day of our departure, and I couldn't explain how excited I was. I had almost overpacked, but André helped me make sure that I parked only the essentials.I sat on the bed in our room with my small suitcase, waiting for André to get ready. My eyes washed over him as he got dressed, and as I adored his figure, I also prepared my mind for the journey ahead.I felt tension, anxiety, and excitement create a spinning cocktail in my heart. Adrenaline was pumping through my body, and I was on the borderline between sad, worried, and excited.
Olivia's POV We were on the road for four days. On the fourth day, I roused myself from sleep and saw the sun rising over the horizon.So far, the journey hasn't been as adventurous as I had hoped.Pierre and Jonas took turns driving so that the other could get some rest, and sometimes, André would take over and ask Pierre to sit in the back with me. I had to run out of things to keep me company and take the edge off the boredom.André had packed a novel for me to read on the way, and it was almost impossible to believe that I had read it cover to cover twice in just four days.While we were on the journey, my symptoms began to show, but André only made two stops at a hotel so that the men and I could get some proper rest and not have to sleep in a car throughout the night. And each of those nights, André would help me feel better, and the symptoms would ebb away.I also realised that the frequency of my symptoms had reduced. Most days, I felt them almost two or three times a day an
André's POV The car in front of us pulled to a stop, and I immediately grabbed Olivia and pulled her close to me defensively. We had arrived, and I had no idea how the border security was going to treat us.I held onto Olivia and kept my eyes fixed on the road ahead. A few burly men walked up to the first two cars in front of us, and I could see them talking harshly and attempting to enter my guard's vehicle.I sat there and gritted my teeth in anger. I was able to send a mind-link to my guards and told them not to open the door for the border control officers under any circumstances. We were now in hostile territory, and we could not trust anyone.I watched as officers banged on the vehicle, demanding that they open the door immediately, but no one budged, and I could see that they were losing their patience.Olivia was seeing it all, and she held on to me with fear. Pierre was still at the wheel, and his face was still cold, daring them to come over and try to mess with him. On the
Olivia's POV We were on the road for four days. On the fourth day, I roused myself from sleep and saw the sun rising over the horizon.So far, the journey hasn't been as adventurous as I had hoped.Pierre and Jonas took turns driving so that the other could get some rest, and sometimes, André would take over and ask Pierre to sit in the back with me. I had to run out of things to keep me company and take the edge off the boredom.André had packed a novel for me to read on the way, and it was almost impossible to believe that I had read it cover to cover twice in just four days.While we were on the journey, my symptoms began to show, but André only made two stops at a hotel so that the men and I could get some proper rest and not have to sleep in a car throughout the night. And each of those nights, André would help me feel better, and the symptoms would ebb away.I also realised that the frequency of my symptoms had reduced. Most days, I felt them almost two or three times a day an
André's POV The car in front of us was pulled to a stop and I immediately grabbed Olivia and pulled her close to me defensively. We had arrived, and I had no idea how the border security was going to treat us.I held onto Olivia and kept my eyes fixed on the road ahead. A few burly men walked up to the first two cars in front of us and I could see them talking harshly and attempting to enter the vehicle of my guards.I sat there and gritted my teeth in anger. I was able to send in mind-link to my guards and told them not to open the door for the border control officers under any circumstances. We were now in hostile territory and we could trust no one.I watched as officers banged on the vehicle, demanding that they open the door immediately, but no one budged, and I could see that they were losing their patience.Olivia was seeing it all, and she held on to me with fear. Pierre was still at the wheel, and his face was still cold, daring them to come over and try to mess with him. On
Olivia's POV I was still furious at Jonas and as we drove in, he decided to take the liberty of explaining his pack in order to pacify my curiosity.He explained that the rate of crime in Elvis Pine was due to the hostility between the three royal families. Because the families were at war, the wolf factions under them were constantly locked in rivalry.It was because of this rivalry that the crime rate in Elvis Pine was so high, and it made the living conditions for anyone who lived there almost impossible. “What about now? My source tells me that the crime rate has significantly dropped,” quipped André.Jonas nodded, seemingly angry at André.“Whoever the fuck you're source is,” he said bitterly. “Is correct. The three families signed a treaty of relative peace so that the wolf factions under their jurisdiction could at least have a sensible way of living. That doesn't still stop the constant and small scale conflicts that happen in this place. The pack is still very extremely hos