Damian's POV I returned home to meet Olivia fast asleep on the bed. John stood guard outside our room, and he could easily tell that I was not doing very well with just one glance. "Is something the matter, Damian?" He inquired as he pushed open the door for me. I swiftly waved off his concern with a simple smile. "I'm fine, just exhausted." I said as I quietly entered the room. I didn't want to disturb Olivia's nap, and I definitely didn't want John to know that I had gone to Shadow pack. "Take a break, she'll be fine with me here." John lowered his head in respect before finally leaving the room for me and Olivia. I glanced at her innocent and peaceful face, completely grateful that I had found her. She was the best thing that had ever happened to me, and now they wanted to take her away from me. There was no way I was going to let that happen, not while I was still alive and kicking. Olivia was my mate, and I wouldn't let anybody take her from me. But at the same time, my
Olivia's POV A month had passed since I attempted to escape from the palace. And while things seemed to be getting relatively better, Damian and I had once again encountered another big problem; we couldn't produce a child together. We were the only people who knew about this at the moment, but it wouldn't be long before people started whispering. We had consummated our marriage on the day of our mating night, naturally I should be pregnant by now, but that hadn't been the case. We had also tried several times, but for some unknown reason I just couldn't seem to get pregnant. We had consulted a doctor twice already, and yet nothing seemed to be wrong with the both of us. It had become a problem, and what was even more problematic was that the elders were looking forward to an announcement from the two of us soon. I sat at the balcony, my gaze fixed on the clouds above. The sun was slowly beginning to dip over the horizon, but even the beauty of the sunset didn't seem to entice me a
Damian's POV I entered the council room with a blank expression on my face. I already had a vague idea of what the discussion was going to be about, and quite frankly I was not in the best mood to have such conversation. But then again, it was inescapable, it was either now or later, I would still have to deal with the situation. Just like me, everyone of the present councilmen had a stoic expression plastered across their faces, all besides Stefan who always seemed to be amused by something each time he saw me. "Damian..." My father, Alpha Alexander, started. He rarely spoke during these types of meetings, unless it was something serious. But in this case, I could tell he wasn't just speaking because of the seriousness of the matter, the disappointment and anger on his face and voice made that much obvious. "...since you've refused to give Olivia up to the Forgers, you might as well provide us with an heir. For her to put our pack in danger, she has to be worth it, and right n
Damian's POV "It's nothing, forget I ever said a thing—" "Don't you try to act like this is nothing! Tell me what those words mean right now!" Alexander urged, his determination to get answers almost frightening. I had wanted to keep everything to myself until we found a solution to the problem, but after the slip up it seemed impossible now. Alexander drew closer, the frustration on his face slowly turning into concern. "Tell me what's wrong.." he urged softly. I stared at him for a straight minute, confused if I should confide in him or not. We had our ups and downs, but at the end of the day he was still my father, and I was grateful for him. However, this time, I was more skeptical than ever about telling him anything concerning me and Olivia. He wanted her gone, and even though it was to protect his people and family, he still wanted her gone. Telling him that we can't have a child, would only give him more reasons to push Olivia away. It was always easy to blame the fema
Olivia's POV "What do you want this time, Martha?" I inquired the moment I caught sight of the sneaky lady in front of me. I had noticed a couple minutes ago parading the hallways aimlessly, but didn't pay much attention to her. I might have been forced to forgive her, but that didn't make us friends. "It's a nice evening, so I thought taking a stroll would be nice." She lied as she slowly walked towards me with a fake smile plastered across her face. "It is a nice evening..." I admitted while my eyes closely followed her every step. Damian had warned me to be weary of her, but with John constantly hovering around me, there was little to worry about. "..what brings you to the palace? Are you here to stroll aimlessly, or did you come to visit someone?" Martha's face twitched lightly, the sarcasm in my voice was unrestrained, and I could tell my last sentence had struck a nerve. "I actually came to see you, my lady.." she said with a bright smile. "There's barely anybody aro
Olivia's POVMy anxiety continued to rise as I waited in my room, my fingers trembling nervously while my heart threatened to break out of my chest. It had already been two hours since Michael, my fiance, had left the house, and he was yet to be back. Today was our wedding day, and we were supposed to drive to the church together. "Has he abandoned me? Have I really been dumped on my wedding day?" I questioned myself while I bit down furiously on my nails. No! That's not it, it can't possibly be true. He was probably held up in traffic or something, there was no way he would abandon me on our wedding day. But then again, Michael had never really said that he loved me, I wasn't even sure if he was my mate. My parents wanted to be recognized by the royal family so badly that they had given me up to the Alpha's son the moment an opportunity showed up. We had gotten engaged, and the entire kingdom already knew about our wedding. It was the biggest event of the decade, and everybody was
Damian's POVI had been frustrated, angry and almost out of control. My father's call had come in as I had expected, he never failed to make me feel like a failure everyday. And while I should have gotten used to his insults by now, they never failed to spoil my day."Find your mate soon, or your brother will be the one to succeed me! You're already bringing a bad name to this family, find a mate quickly or you'll be disowned!" Those had been his words, and although I had heard those same sentences countless of times, they never failed to make me feel less of myself. It couldn't be helped though, my younger brother had already found his mate, and his wife was pregnant with an heir. Meanwhile, I had yet to find anybody who I could remotely call a girlfriend. It wasn't helping that the villagers had begun to spread rumors about me being cursed by the moon goddess to never find love. It was a ridiculous rumor, but as the years passed, and I failed to find a mate, it had become believabl
Olivia's POV I wasn't exactly surprised by the fact that this stranger was my mate. I had never felt a bond between Michael and I, our relationship had an entirely forced one, and a part of me was grateful that I had caught the real him before our wedding. My heart still felt heavy, and no matter how much I tried to shake away the feeling, I just couldn't. I had been betrayed by the only person I trusted in the entire world, and I had no idea how I was going to move on from that. "Are you alright? How are you feeling?" The stranger who had saved me inquired as his eyes carefully examined my body. I didn't reply to him, I was still confused, and my head wouldn't stop aching. "Where am I?" I asked as my eyes failed to recognize my immediate environment. "I brought you to my home. Since we're mates, I figured it's best we—" he paused, as though he didn't want to go through with the next words. I had an idea of what he had in mind, and I wasn't sure if I wanted to hear it either. He