André's POV
I 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 I sat in my living room, rocking back and forth on my father's old chair. I could still smell his scent on the old leather, bringing tears to my eyes. In my arms, I cradled the porcelain jar that held my dad’s ashes. It still felt like a dream. I pinched myself multiple times to wake myself up from this nightmare, but I only ended up with bruises on my arms each time my fingernails sank into my skin, drawing blood. This was no dream. Dad was dead.It was almost unbelievable, but it was true. I glanced over at the table, and on it was the letter the Luna of my pack had delivered to me during Dad's funeral. I picked it up and read through it for the tenth time. Regardless of how many times I read it, I still couldn't believe she was coming here after everything that she did, after all this time. That was impossible. Yet, my suitcase was packed beside me because Luna Mia had also been quite clear on her stance. Since Dad was gone, I had to leave. I was leaving my pack
OLIVIA"How long is this ride?" I asked, turning back to the window. It felt like we had been driving for hours. The scenery was lovely. There were lots of flowers and beautiful trees, and the grass was lush green. Soon, we pulled up in front of a large mansion, and its grandeur took my breath away. "I forgot to mention that your stepfather is the Alpha of this pack. He owns this place," my mom said, brimming with pride, and I resisted an eye roll. Before I could say anything else, the driver opened the door, and she stepped out. However, I remained in the car, boiling with anger as my shock vanished into thin air. This explained everything. She was such a gold-digger! She had abandoned Dad and me all these years to marry some old, rich Alpha. My stomach churned in disgust at my mother. Suddenly, the door opened, and the driver stood beside it."Miss Olivia, do you need help with your bags?" "No," I said, coarsely. "I can sort myself out."I got out of the car, hoisted my suitca
Olivia's POV “Who is this?” His deep, sonorous voice resonated throughout the room, and my body tingled to the sound. I felt his green eyes wash over me in one swoop, and I instantly felt giddy while butterflies began to flap in my stomach. Without trying to be discreet, I checked him out properly. His hair was dark, and his muscular torso strained against his tight shirt, outlining his abs and pecs.I felt myself drooling with desire. I couldn't explain what I felt, but a part of me was yearning for him.His face was dashingly handsome, and my eyes trailed down to his sharp and chiseled jaw. I gawked at his soft lips and began to imagine how it would feel to kiss them…Shocked at my thoughts, I shook my head to push those unholy thoughts away. But the moment my eyes met his one more time, I was stuck. There was no way that he was my stepdad. Alpha André raised his eyebrow; he looked pretty intrigued, and I felt the lump in my throat disappear. "My name is Olivia. I'm Nicole
André’s POVI smelled her even before the door opened, and my hands clenched around the chair’s handle as Olivia entered my private quarters.Her body was tense, and she looked around curiously before her gaze settled on me. As though unnerved, she looked away immediately.How did the moon goddess create such perfection? To reward my waiting? I had spent more than twenty years waiting for my fated mate. For the one, the one that was made for me. Yet, there had been nothing. Eventually, I had settled for an arrangement for the pack's sake.But she was here now. And she was the best fucking thing I have laid my eyes on.“Where’s Nicole?” She squeaked, her voice barely audible. I would have missed it if all of my senses weren’t focused on her. I wanted to know everything. I needed to take in her smile, her beautiful blue eyes that shone like the sea. Fuck, I could already imagine running my hands through those large blond curls that fell over her shoulders. It took me some seconds to
Olivia's POVI ate in silence and stole glances at him. Sometimes, our eyes would meet and lock, and I'd turn away silently, though not without getting a lovely glance at his lips. I wanted to kiss them so badly.The way his lips moved as he chewed filled me with thoughts. I could only imagine how it would feel to have those lips kiss me and travel down, down… down.Fuck!I took one hand off the table and placed it on my lap, gripping my dress tightly. I squeezed my legs and felt something wet on my thigh."Keep it together, Olivia." I stopped eating for a brief moment, and I caught him licking the back of his spoon. I gasped as the sensations between my legs spiked. What was he doing to me? "I'm done."I put my spoon down and turned my head away, trying to hide my blush. The food was delicious but I couldn't eat anymore, not like this. I could feel my juices dripping down my legs. I had to excuse myself from the table. “Are you uncomfortable?” he asked, slowly putting down his spoo