When I finish talking to the beta and come out of the cell, Lucinda decides to finally remind me that we’re not living in the last century and that she’s married to someone who could end all our problems in a second. Lucinda talks to her husband for a little bit to explain what we need from him, then rolls her eyes and hands me the phone. "Are you stupid, Daniel? Why didn't you tell me before that Clara had her phone with her?" he demands as soon as I have the cell phone on my ear. "Because I have a lot on my mind." I excuse myself, earning an annoyed huff from him and then I remain silent for a couple of seconds while Robbie does his thing. This fills me with new hope. Could it really be that easy? "Her phone is disconnected," he mumbles a couple of seconds later, "Her last connection was three hours ago. Since then, her phone has been off. Give me a couple of seconds and I'll send you the location of her last connection." Well, it’s not perfect, but it's something. I end the
"This is Rodrick," he says and I stand completely still. "Stop asking if I've hurt my mate, I would never do that. I'm only running away because I'm a prisoner, according to you, but having her with me is not a crime. She is mine by right." "Your mate is terrified, Rodrick," I spit, clenching my hands into fists. Lucinda reaches over and tries to take the phone from me to talk to Rodrick but I push her aside, "She doesn't want to be with you, that makes it a kidnapping. You don't know your own omega. If you did you would know how much she’s hating what you’re putting her through." "Shut up!" he shouts, "I'm doing all this for her. I'm giving her a clan and making her my Luna." "Stop, Rodrick, just stop. No clan in America would accept that nonsense, no one abides by those rules anymore. You could travel to Europe and maybe there you could find a traditional clan who would accept you as their alpha by force, but you can’t travel overseas with a kidnapped woman, can you? Seriously,
Daniel comes up to me and tries to hug me like it's nothing, but I can't help but pull back in apprehension and disgust. The smell is going to make me puke at any moment. "What happened to you, are you okay?" I ask, taking another step back when Daniel keeps insisting on coming over to give me a hug or maybe even kiss me, "Daniel, wait! Whose blood is this?" "Mine, mostly... Rodrick's, Lucinda's and a little bit of Harry's. Don't worry, I'm starting to heal," he says and as I'm thinking about what he just said, Daniel takes advantage of me and hugs me. The smell of blood is so intense it makes me dizzy for a second, even if it’s mostly dry, “I missed you so much, baby." "I need you to..." before I can finish telling him to get away from me and go take a shower, I hear my mom, Carolina, Robbie and Rosie leave the house, while from the truck the family alphas slowly emerge. I take advantage of this to nudge Daniel away, pretending to be extremely interested in the descent of the oth
As that horrible thought crosses my mind I let out a choked gasp and cover my mouth tightly, shocked at myself. Disgusted with myself. I know Rosie's gone to see Mallory, so I walk to her room and lock myself in there to compose myself.Just like I told my sister, I want this baby. It's a gift from Mother Nature and I know it's going to be a part of my heart and a little creature that will have all my love, but I absolutely don't want to go through all that one more time. It doesn't matter that the conditions are different now. I told Daniel that I already forgave him and that's true... but at what point will I stop remembering everything I suffered because of him and stop resenting him? It's not like I want to keep holding on to those horrible negative feelings, but it's impossible to stop them from popping into my head. And it makes me feel worse because I love him so much that I'm even starting to get mad at myself for not being able to get over this shït. I just want to be h
{ Olivia } I can't believe I have agreed with my alpha on something, but talking about the situation made the weight lift off my shoulders just like he said. Plus, knowing that Daniel would support me in a decision of that magnitude gave him plenty of brownie points. I thought he was going to explode and call me horrible things, but he didn't and that makes me love him just a little bit more. “Let’s stay here a while longer," Daniel says as he pulls away from my lips, not taking the kiss any further and lies back down on top of me, his big head resting between my breasts. I'd love to give him a noogie, but instead I give myself permission to be cringe for a second and lower my nose to breathe in his scent, "I feel like things have been super hectic since the day of my rut. I haven't even been able to enjoy you like I should.""I know," I nod and sigh contentedly as I feel his hands reach between my body and the bed to take possession of my ass, "We went from 0 to 100 without our c
We only get out of bed when my mom texts me to get ready to go out and see a few thinks about the wedding. Daniel grunts but gets dressed and as he does, I see that the wounds along his big torso and arms are beginning to heal. He’s such a strong alpha, I can’t believe I’m actually marrying him in a couple of weeks. "I'm excited for you to see everything I've been doing. Basically, everything is done, but I want you to give it a thumbs up. And then, we have to go look for your respective outfits," my mother says as we're on our way downtown. I frown from the back seat. "What? Isn't that supposed to be bad luck? I should be doing this on my own, Daniel shouldn't see me." "Don't be silly, Olivia. That is human nonsense. There’s no bad luck with fated mates. Daniel has to see you and give his opinion on your wedding attire, and vice versa. That’s the tradition,” She answers in an obvious tone, rolling her eyes. I get a little nervous about that, but I don't say anything, I just let
After that, we are thankfully free to go. Dalia leads us towards the boutique for our wedding attires and I think I'm going to be bored again. Olivia, her mom and a tailor pick out like a million white dresses for her, and a few black tuxedos for me. And I was wrong about being bored because when Olivia tries on the first dress, I can't take my eyes away from her. "Do you like this one?" She asks, walking out of the fitting room straight at me. “Oh, you’re still wearing the scarf?” the tailor mutters, dissatisfied. It is a little funny to see her wearing a big white dress with a pink scarf around her neck, but she still looks gorgeous. “My alpha got a little too excited with the hickies this morning,” she easily lies and the omega tailor immediately nods, embarrassed. Olivia’s hair is still tousled from the attack on my father, but her green eyes are sparkling and she's never looked more beautiful than right now, even with that scarf. "I love it," I say, my heart pumping har
{ Olivia } This morning, I go visit my future husband at his job, strolling around in my over-used turtleneck and short shorts like a trophy wife who has nothing to do but come to see her man. The alphas who pass by greet me with respect and talk to me and Laurie until we get to Daniel’s office. He gets up from his chair when he sees me and thanks me for bringing him the phone he stupidly forgot at home. He gives me a quick kiss goodbye and Laurie gives his alpha father a dramatic hug before we leave, as if he didn’t just had breakfast with him half an hour ago. Just to take advantage of the trip, I go down to the basement to visit my sister at her cell. Just a couple of months ago, hearing that Clara is locked up like a little trapped cockroach would have filled me with twisted pleasure and happiness, but now that I have managed to put my hatred aside, I worry about her. So, I go down to visit her to see how she’s doing. I don't have much to worry about, I realize, when I see ho