Damian's POV
I took Olivia to my father's palace the moment her wounds were fully healed. Now that I had found my mate, I finally had the courage to face him after eleven months. I could finally stand before the council members and hold my head high, and finally prove all the rumors wrong. The moon goddess hadn't cursed me, I had just been a bit unlucky. I could see the light return to my father's eyes the moment I announced that Olivia was my mate. "When do we hold the mating ritual? She's a beauty, you need to get married immediately!" He sang out excitedly, his face beaming with smiles. He wasn't the only one excited, half of the castle was filled with joy, but amongst the smiles, a few angry faces were present. "Congratulations brother, it seems your prayers have finally been heard. Now let's hope you'll be able to provide an heir." Stefan commented with a grim smile. I paid him no attention, I wasn't going to let him ruin my day. "Ignore him." I whispered to Olivia who seemed confused by Stefan's remarks. She didn't know who he was, and I would have loved for it to remain that way, but Stefan was nothing less of a scheming bastard. He walked past me and approached Olivia with a bright smile. "I'm Stefan, Damian's younger brother, it's lovely to meet you." He reached for Olivia's hand, took it in his, and planted a light peck at the back of her palm. I felt my blood curdle in rage at the sight of the gesture, but managed to reel in my emotions. It was just a gesture, nothing more. I convinced myself while I struggled to keep the smile on my face steady. "Olivia Stone, it's nice to meet you." Olivia returned with a practiced smile. She glanced towards me for a brief second, and I gave her a reassuring smile. I could tell she was uncomfortable, but I reassured her that this would only last for a while. "I'm glad my brother finally found his mate, you must be lucky, Olivia. Damian is a kind man, although he tends to lose himself sometimes, I'm sure the two of you will make it work—" "That's enough, Stefan." I interjected, pulling his hands off Olivia. "Stay away from her, and stay away from me!" Stefan didn't argue, he merely backed away with a sadistic smile. Olivia turned to me, a little scared of my minor outburst. Stefan had managed to plant seeds of doubt about me in her head, and now she seemed afraid of me losing my temper. "I'm sorry, he's just unbearable sometimes." I apologized with a hung head. "Let's go outside for some air, I'm sure you're in need of space as well." Olivia gave a small nod, her eyes flicking between Stefan and me, clearly sensing the tension in the air. Without another word, I led her outside to the balcony. The evening breeze was gentle, and it brought a little bit of calm to the rage simmering inside of me. I glanced at her, hoping the fresh air would help ease her discomfort. She leaned against the railing, staring out at the distant hills before finally speaking. "Is he really your brother? He seems....weird?" I sighed, leaning beside her, unsure of where to begin. Saying I hadn't expected Stefan to act this way would definitely be a lie. I knew he wouldn't be happy that I had found my mate. He had never liked me, and I blamed my father partially for that. He had always favored me over Stefan, and it seemed to have made Stefan grow in my shadow. Now that we were both adults, he wanted to do what he could to outshine me, and the only way he could do that was by becoming Alpha. However, that wasn't possible anymore. "Stefan is my younger brother," I said, my voice low, almost strained. "He's always been like this for as long as I can remember. And while he hides it behind smiles and pleasantries, he isn’t exactly thrilled that I found you." Olivia turned to me, confusion still lingering in her eyes. For someone who had been betrayed by her sister, she still seemed to hold light in her eyes for people. "Why wouldn’t he be happy for you? For us?" I took a deep breath, choosing my words carefully. "Stefan believed I wouldn’t find a mate. If I hadn't found you before the next full moon, Stefan would have been made the Alpha. But now that you're here, his hopes of becoming Alpha have been dashed." Olivia's eyes softened for a moment before she finally turned towards me, a satisfied smile clear on her face. "I'm happy you found me, I'm happy I found you." She said, and I couldn't help but return the smile. She was coming out of her shell, and I was happy to see that. "Perhaps it's time we leave, we would plan everything else on our own" I suggested, and she didn't refuse. I didn't want to make her uncomfortable any further, and there was one person I didn't exactly want to meet. She wasn't here from the look of things, and I wanted us to be out of here before she made an appearance. I led Olivia towards the exit without informing anybody about our departure. If I did, they would only force us to stay back, and I didn't want that. We hadn't crossed the door when a familiar figure came into my line of view. It was the worst, the last person I had expected to see was right in front of me, and she had seen me. "Damian?" She called out, swiftly rushing forward to throw herself onto me. Olivia's brows raised in confusion, and I couldn't blame her for being confused. "Olivia, this is Martha, Martha and I used to be engaged.”Olivia's POV I glared at Damian with shock in my eyes, unsure if I had heard correctly, or if he was playing some sort of prank with me. Surely this man wasn't engaged to someone else, and also planned to get mated to me? He was nice and all, but I wasn't going to settle down for his second choice."Martha, this is Olivia, my mate and wife to be." Damian bragged with confidence before gently pushing the lady glued to him off his body. I felt a wave of jealousy hit me as he pulled her away. She was really something else, but I couldn't blame her, she probably didn't know that I was Damian's mate until now.."Mate? How? What about us? What about me?" Martha inquired, tears slowly gathering in her eyes. She was clearly a drama queen, and her little act had begun to pull attention towards us."I'm sorry Martha," Damian apologized calmly. He inched closer to me and took my hand in his. "The moon goddess has finally blessed me, I'm hoping she blesses you as well." Damian didn't say anythi
Olivia's POV I sat up on the bed after I heard the door creak open and close loudly. Damian had walked in, and he had in his hands a box which he dropped off on the bed. I glanced up at him, unsure of what the contents of the box was. "I bought you some clothes." He replied, as though he had read my mind. "It's just a few, I'll make arrangements for more." I grabbed the box and opened it. There were two dresses inside, and from the look of things, they were my exact size. I wanted to ask him how he got my measurements, but that would look as though I was undermining his good intentions. I didn't have any clothes here, and had to wear his clothes throughout yesterday. They weren't bad, but I needed to have my own clothes."Aren't you going to try them?" Damian inquired, and I immediately froze. I wondered if he meant for me to change right in front of him, or if he had any intentions of giving me a little privacy. We were mates, but even then I wasn't sure I was ready for him to see
Olivia's POV "Who do you think you are?" She asked in a menacing tone as she approached me. I stared at her with a confused look in my eyes. I had no idea what she meant by that question, and I was going through an internal conflict just trying to figure out what she meant. "I don't understand. Is there something I did wrong—" She cut me off with a slap to the face. Her hands circled my throat, and forcefully she pinned me to the wall. I was an omega, compared to this woman, I was nothing but a weakling. I struggled, but her grip was strong, and she was steadily squeezing air out of my lungs. "Your whole existence is wrong! You're not going to steal him away from me! Damian is mine and mine alone!" She yelled out while her grip continued to tighten every passing second. I had no idea who she was, but one thing I was sure of was that she was crazy. "I'm going to give you two options, either kill yourself or run away from here before morning. If I catch a whiff of you here
Olivia's POV Nightfall came a lot faster than I had expected. And while I was looking forward to my mating ritual, I couldn't deny the doubts and fears bubbling up deep down in my heart. Damian was a good man, but his brother and ex fiance didn't exactly like me. I was the reason that they had lost, and I could tell that neither of them wanted me to be here.The evening air was cool, but the chill did nothing for the feeling swelling up inside of me. The maids worked tirelessly, gently guiding me into the gown that had been specially prepared for the ritual. It was a deep emerald green, made of the finest silk, it clung to my figure like it was woven just for me. The neckline was modest but elegant, dipping just enough to hint at the curves beneath without revealing too much.I stared at my reflection in the mirror, and while I was proud of the work they'd done, my expression failed to convey my thoughts. I was afraid, paranoid, and couldn't help but feel that history might repeat i
Damian's POV We walked to the room that had been specially prepared for us. Tradition demanded that we consummate our marriage on the first night, but I had no intention of keeping to that tradition. I was not going to touch Olivia, not until she was ready and comfortable with me. The glow of candlelight greeted us as we walked into the room, casting a warm auburn color on everything it touched.. The air was thick with the rich scent of flowers, providing a serene atmosphere that resembled that of a garden.The bed was adorned with a cascade of delicate rose petals, their deep red contrasting beautifully with the soft, cream-colored linens. The petals formed a path from the door to the bed, as though inviting us into its softness.Tall, elegant candles were placed strategically around the room, their soft flames flickering in the low light, adding a sense of intimacy. They filled the room with a subtle fragrance—something sweet, yet with a deeper, more alluring undertone. The heavy
Olivia's POV I woke up to an empty bed, Damian was not in the room, but I could hear his voice down the hallway. Now that he was going to be the next ruler of his pack, he had a lot of responsibilities on his shoulders, and clearly didn't have the luxury to sleep in like I'd done. I sat up on the bed, preparing myself mentally for what was going to come sooner or later today. I could already imagine the looks that would be on their faces when I walk in with one of the most powerful Alphas as my husband. I wondered how Michael would feel after learning that I had found a man better than he would ever be. And I wondered how disappointed Anna would look when she saw that I am happier than she had expected. "You're up?" Damian's voice broke me away from my reverie. I had been so lost in thoughts that I hadn't noticed when he entered the room. He leaned in closer and planted a kiss on my forehead, and only then did the memories of last night come flooding in. His touch, his feel, his wa
Damian's POV The anger and jealousy that had been simmering deep inside imploded the very second Michael uttered those words. In a flash I was upon him, my hand circled around his throat, and my fists balled, ready to descend on him at any second. "Keep your hands away from my wife." I cautioned sternly, my bloodlust all over the place. Michael chuckled mockingly, before pushing me off him. He was an Alpha, and was definitely not weak, however I wasn't going to sit still and let him do as he pleased. "Damian please..." Olivia called out to me, her gentle voice calming me only a bit. Even though I could see that she didn't want violence, I knew she was enjoying all of this deep down. This was probably part of her plan, but I didn't want to get mad at her. I glanced at her direction, but instead of feeling relief, I felt a wave of anger surge through me once again. She was in the dress I had bought for her, but she had not dressed up for me. She had dressed seductively for an
Olivia"I'm sorry, I'm so sorry.." I continued to apologize despite many attempts from Damian to get me to stop. Nothing had gone as I had intended, I never planned for things to happen the way they had done, and now I couldn't save myself from the guilt. "I said it's fine, there's nothing to be sorry about." Damian said for the umpteenth time, but there was still no shred of honesty in his voice. He was doing well in concealing his true emotions, but his eyes couldn't lie to me, especially not while I was staring into them this closely. "Don't hate me please, please don't hate me.." I cried out, my voice trembling as I grabbed onto his shirt, soaking him in my hot tears. My makeup was smeared all over my face, and my vulnerability was more evident than it had ever been. I couldn't see Damian's face, but I could feel the subtle change in his emotions. He felt sad for me, and the little air of rage around him was slowly dissipating as the seconds passed by. He raised his hand with
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
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
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
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 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
Damian's POV The ride to Shadow pack was as uneventful as it was terrifying. I was basically walking into the enemy's territory uninvited, but even then I kept a bold persona on my face, this issue wouldn't be resolved unless I spoke to Michael and found a mutual ground with him.. "I'm here to see Michael Forger.." I said to the guard at the gate. I had come with my own guards, just two of them. Compared to the army behind these walls, two guards were nothing. But there was no need for a comparison, I had not come for war, I had come to negotiate and possibly stop a potential war. Nobody knew I was here, not Olivia, not even my father. I knew that none of them would agree with my decision, so I didn't bother with them. The only people who knew of my plans were the two guards with me, and I had made sure they understood that saying a word of this day to anybody would mean certain death. The guard on the gate looked me up and down for a moment before finally unlocking the gate to
Olivia's POV I remained in my room, still a bit exhausted from all the crying and running away. Damian had left to get things back in order, but he had made sure to keep an eye on me with a personal guard. I had wanted to argue that it wasn't necessary, and that I had no intention of running away again but he wouldn't listen. He insisted, maintaining that my personal guard was for a totally different situation, and not because he didn't trust me to not attempt escaping from him a second time. My personal guard seemed like a nice man, he didn't talk much, but I could tell he was kind and dedicated to his work. Damian did mention that he trusted him with all his life, and I was willing to trust in Damian's words for now. I didn't engage him in a conversation, I merely sat on the bed, distracted by a magazine that laid in front of me. It was the only way I could distract myself from the fact that I was practically jobless here. It was all thanks to Michael that I had nothing doing. Be
Martha's POV The last thing I wanted was to associate myself with someone like Stefan. However, at the moment, I was left with very little options. It was very clear now that Damian was never going to love me, not while Olivia was still around. Damian wouldn't even look at me the way he used to, and just thinking about it was making me boil with rage. Gathering my composure, I headed into the shower and took a quick bath, before throwing on a mildly seductive dress. I was headed for the palace, and there was no way I was going to miss the opportunity to look good for Damian even though he was not my primary focus at the moment. Getting into my car, I drove for twenty straight minutes before finally arriving at the palace. When I arrived, everybody seemed to be riled up, and I couldn't help but wonder what was happening. But even with all the ruckus going on, I wasn't distracted from my objective. I was here to meet Stefan, the two of us had a common goal, and it was the eradica
Olivia's POV I hadn't taken two steps past the palace gates when I was immediately surrounded by guards. They had noticed my absence way too soon, and now I was almost certain that there was no way I was leaving the walls of this palace on my own accord ever again. They were going to sell me off to Michael, and the only chance I had to escape had failed."Please let me go, I beg you.." I cried, forcing tears out of my eyes for a more convincing act. However, neither my pleas nor my tears seemed to work. The guards had been given an order, and they were hellbent on carrying it out judiciously. "I'm sorry, your grace, the Alpha demands we bring you back." The leader of the troupe informed me before giving his comrades an affirmative nod. In an instant my bag was snatched away from my grip, and I was arrested by three guards. I fought, scratched and bit at the men holding me, but it was all to no avail. Their strength was far superior to mine, and it wasn't long before I submitted to m