My fingers curled against the edge of his desk, the wood groaning under the pressure. "She’s not turning to anyone else," I said, my voice low, taut with barely contained fury. Derek raised an eyebrow, his smirk deepening. "Is that so? How well do you truly know your Luna? Do you understand what d
Olivia's POV The aroma of freshly brewed coffee wrapped around me like a comforting blanket as I pushed open the door to Witches’ Brew Café. It was one of my favorite escapes, a place where I could decompress, surrounded by the hum of quiet conversations and the faint clatter of cups. I stepped
Matthew’s smile faded, replaced by an intense stare. “Then maybe he’s blinded by ambition.” The comment hung in the air, unsettling yet tempting. I looked away, searching for something to say, but nothing came. When I glanced back at him, Matthew’s expression had shifted, lighter now. “If you ev
Olivia's POV The restaurant Matthew had chosen was understated but elegant, its warm lighting and quiet ambiance a stark contrast to the turmoil in my chest. I adjusted the hem of my blouse as I stepped inside, scanning the tables until I spotted him. Matthew rose as I approached, his smile easy
*** Ethan’s Pack House was unusually quiet as I stepped inside, the soft hum of distant conversations barely audible. My heels clicked against the polished floor as I made my way to his office, a mix of determination and hesitation churning in my chest. I was ready to get answers, and I wasn’t l
Olivia's POV I stood in the center of the training yard with Mia, watching as my Pack warriors sparred under the fading light. Their dedication was a small source of comfort amidst the chaos swirling in my mind. But even here, the tension was palpable. Everyone knew the stakes of the upcoming vo
I crossed my arms, standing a few feet away. “Why am I here?” He chuckled softly, stepping closer. “Straight to the point. I admire that about you. But tonight, it’s not about what I want; it’s about what you can offer.” My stomach twisted, not used to others knowing about me. “Is this a test?”
Olivia's POV The sound of howls shattered the calm of the Pack House, followed by the sharp, piercing call of the perimeter alarm. My heart dropped as I rushed to the window, hearing chaos at the forest’s edge. “Luna!” A warrior burst through the door, his face pale with urgency. “We’re under at
Olivia's POV The sound of howls shattered the calm of the Pack House, followed by the sharp, piercing call of the perimeter alarm. My heart dropped as I rushed to the window, hearing chaos at the forest’s edge. “Luna!” A warrior burst through the door, his face pale with urgency. “We’re under at
I crossed my arms, standing a few feet away. “Why am I here?” He chuckled softly, stepping closer. “Straight to the point. I admire that about you. But tonight, it’s not about what I want; it’s about what you can offer.” My stomach twisted, not used to others knowing about me. “Is this a test?”
Olivia's POV I stood in the center of the training yard with Mia, watching as my Pack warriors sparred under the fading light. Their dedication was a small source of comfort amidst the chaos swirling in my mind. But even here, the tension was palpable. Everyone knew the stakes of the upcoming vo
*** Ethan’s Pack House was unusually quiet as I stepped inside, the soft hum of distant conversations barely audible. My heels clicked against the polished floor as I made my way to his office, a mix of determination and hesitation churning in my chest. I was ready to get answers, and I wasn’t l
Olivia's POV The restaurant Matthew had chosen was understated but elegant, its warm lighting and quiet ambiance a stark contrast to the turmoil in my chest. I adjusted the hem of my blouse as I stepped inside, scanning the tables until I spotted him. Matthew rose as I approached, his smile easy
Matthew’s smile faded, replaced by an intense stare. “Then maybe he’s blinded by ambition.” The comment hung in the air, unsettling yet tempting. I looked away, searching for something to say, but nothing came. When I glanced back at him, Matthew’s expression had shifted, lighter now. “If you ev
Olivia's POV The aroma of freshly brewed coffee wrapped around me like a comforting blanket as I pushed open the door to Witches’ Brew Café. It was one of my favorite escapes, a place where I could decompress, surrounded by the hum of quiet conversations and the faint clatter of cups. I stepped
My fingers curled against the edge of his desk, the wood groaning under the pressure. "She’s not turning to anyone else," I said, my voice low, taut with barely contained fury. Derek raised an eyebrow, his smirk deepening. "Is that so? How well do you truly know your Luna? Do you understand what d
Ethan's POV The restless energy in my wolf had reached a boiling point, its agitation clawing at me with every passing moment. It was no longer just a growl in the back of my mind, it was a roar. And he demanded action; he demanded Olivia. You’re waiting too long, he snarled, pacing within me li