I stood in front of the apartment that Ryan and I used to share.“Well?” Nathan asked. “Are you gonna go in and confront this jerk or should I?”I shook my head and swallowed. “It’s okay. I’ll go.”With my heart in my throat, I walked up the front steps to the building and rang the doorbell. I waited for a couple of minutes, but there was no answer. I decided to ring it again… And again…“Olivia? Is that you?” a familiar female voice called. I looked over to see my elderly neighbor, Susan, standing in her doorway with a puzzled expression on her face. “What are you doing here?”“I’m looking for Ryan,” I said. “I need to… talk to him. Have you seen him?”Susan gave me an even more puzzled expression. “Dear, he moved out. I thought you two broke up. Did he not tell you?”I shook my head. “No, he didn’t.”“Well… What did you need to talk to him about?” she asked.I didn’t want to tell her the truth, so I just shook my head again and made up a lie as I made my way back down the steps towa
“Fine,” I said quietly. “But I have conditions, too.”Nathan looked at me for a moment with a raised eyebrow. “Okay…” he said. “What are your conditions?”“Well…” I sighed and walked over to the table, and sat down. Nathan looked at me for a moment with his arms folded across his chest before he finally sat down across from me.“If it’s going to be for a year,” I continued, “and we have to uphold this fake relationship situation for the entire time, then I want to make something clear: we are not going to be in any sort of relationship other than friendship behind the scenes.”Nathan nodded slowly. “Go on…”“Rule one: all dates, public occasions, facing the media, Alpha Council visits, and family visits will be faked. Rule two: at home, I don’t want there to be anything else going on between us. I don’t want to do anything to destroy our friendship.”“Well, that’s fair,” Nathan said. “But what if either of us wants to look for a romantic partner?”I shook my head vigorously. “I think
“I thought for sure that you would never forgive me.”My eyes widened a bit. I knew what Nathan was talking about: the day that my dad and I got evicted.It was more than ten years ago, but I still remembered the pain and the humiliation like it was just yesterday…“Olivia. Wake up.”I was sleeping in my bed in the little house that my dad and I called home. I remembered that I was supposed to go to school in the morning.“Five more minutes,” I grumbled, rolling over.My dad shook my shoulder again, this time more violently. “Liv, you have to wake up,” he said. “We have to go. Hurry up and get dressed.”I frowned and slowly sat up. My dad was standing over me with a worried expression on his face, and when I glanced over at the clock, I saw that it was only one o’clock in the morning. I had only been asleep for a few hours.Yawning, I rubbed my eyes. “Dad, what’s going on?” I asked, feeling myself get more nervous as he threw a pair of pants and a sweater down on my bed for me. “Where
My eyes widened. Nathan stared down at the ground and shook his head.“I can’t help you with that, Olivia,” he said quietly.I felt my heart sink. “Why not?” I urged. “I know that my dad would never have done anything to betray our pack. I need to know the truth about what happened.”Nathan slowly looked up at me with a dark expression on his face that I couldn’t quite read, which was only enhanced by the darkness of the room around us. “Gamma Kamran is dead,” he replied in a sad tone of voice. “What’s the point anymore?”“What’s the point?” I couldn’t help but scoff at my childhood friend’s choice of words. “I deserve to know why we were evicted. It’s not fair.”“I know it’s important to you, but I think that right now you should just be grateful that you’ve been allowed back,” Nathan replied.I watched in a state of shock as my childhood friend turned and walked over to the kitchen door. It felt as though he didn’t even want to be around me. Ever since I tried to hug him earlier, hi
I stood in front of Alvin’s house and looked up at it with wide eyes.It was mostly dark inside, but I could see one light on. I couldn’t help but wonder if he was home now.When we were kids, Alvin was always the calm voice of reason when Nathan and I had our fights. Nathan and I were always more outgoing, but Alvin was quiet and reserved, and was often able to help Nathan and I reconcile our arguments because of that.Right now, I was still furious with Nathan for the things that he said and the way that he was so reluctant to help me with my dad’s investigation.Maybe, I thought to myself, my old friend Alvin would be around to talk to just like old times. I did miss him terribly.With a nervous sigh, I slowly walked up the front path to the door. Things had been so hectic since I returned that I didn’t have time to talk to Alvin. Did he even know that I was back? Why didn’t he show up at Nathan’s wedding?I knocked on the door and waited, wondering what I would say to him with exc
I didn’t see Nathan at home for two days.He spent most of his waking hours busy with Alpha tasks, and when he was home, he was sleeping in his bedroom. It seemed that he wasn’t planning on taking back what he said about my dad, and I wasn’t going to get any help with my investigation.I didn’t want to bother making a scene anymore. Nathan already achieved his goal of using me to ruin his wedding. All that was left now for him to deal with was his father’s anger, but it clearly didn’t matter to Nathan because his father’s anger would only be directed at me anyway.But I wouldn’t give up the villa that my aunt left me. It was the one thing that I had left to me by my loved ones, and I was going to fight to keep it in my name.I hated to say it, but I didn’t trust Nathan to do the right thing. What if he found someone else down the road and decided to fight me over the villa again, claiming his purchase of it as having more of a legal standing over my aunt leaving me the deed?The only
“Olivia?” Nathan furrowed his brow and sat up abruptly, looking both confused and awkward. “What are you doing?”I quickly moved my head away from Nathan, feeling embarrassed that I had just been leaning over him and looking at his long eyelashes.“Um… The officer at the police station wanted me to give this to you,” I said, picking up the bag of black tea and handing it to him as I secretly hoped that he wouldn’t notice my red cheeks. “It smells good. You should drink some now, since you’re clearly tired.”Nathan gave me a puzzled look. “What were you doing at the station?” he asked.I shrugged. “I just wanted to inquire about the issue with the house, but it seems like you’re already on the case. Although, while I was there, the officer mentioned my dad…”Suddenly, Nathan sighed. “Look Olivia,” he said, “I can’t help you with the case about your dad. I’m sorry, but I just can’t. The information is too sensitive, and we could get in trouble if my dad or one of the elders found out th
My dad and I were evicted from the pack when I was just fifteen.Most kids shifted for the first time at age sixteen, so when I left with my dad, neither Nathan nor I had ever shifted yet. On my sixteenth birthday, however, like clockwork, I finally shifted.When I shifted into a wolf with golden fur, though, my dad’s eyes widened.“Olivia, promise me you won’t shift in public,” he said. He made me promise, but I didn’t ever get the chance to find out exactly why. I had a feeling that my wolf might have been special somehow, though.But I didn’t tell Nathan this. Not yet, at least. If I did eventually shift again and my wolf wasn’t anything special, I didn’t want to let anyone down — especially not Nathan.“You shifted before, right?” Nathan asked.I nodded. “A few times,” I replied quietly. “But when my dad died, I think my wolf went into hiding. She’s been dormant ever since.”Nathan’s face fell slightly. “Oh… And you don’t feel your wolf’s presence at all?”I shook my head, then fu
OliviaI gripped the edges of the podium, my knuckles whitening from the strain as I stared out over the sea of faces. All eyes were trained squarely on me, awaiting my words. But I was frozen.A tremor of nausea wormed its way up my throat as I stared out at them. What was I thinking—how could I have ever agreed to this? Speaking to crowds had never been my forte; that was Nathan’s arena, not mine. I was just the woman behind the scenes, the young mom who had never gone to college, the one who had been handed her job by her husband…Suddenly, a flicker of motion off to the side caught my eye—Nathan, standing just at the edge of the stage with his arms folded across his chest. Even from this distance, I could feel the weight of his steady gaze, that piercing Alpha stare that always seemed to see straight into the depths of my soul.He must have sensed my faltering because, slowly, deliberately, he offered me the faintest of smiles and a single, reassuring nod.And just like that, the
Olivia I looped my arm through Nathan’s as we stepped down from the podium, the applause from the crowd and the flashing of cameras having finally subsided after what felt like an eternity. “It’s over,” Nathan beamed, giving my arm a squeeze. “That wasn’t so bad.” I couldn’t help but grin back at him. “No, it wasn’t. You were great up there.” And he really had been great; the press conference had been an overwhelming success—any lingering doubts or trepidation we had harbored before had been utterly blown away by the sheer force of the crowd’s enthusiastic response. For so long, it had felt like we were fighting this battle alone, like the victims who had suffered under Dan’s horrific operation were little more than nameless, faceless casualties. But today, we had finally given them a voice. Their stories had reached the masses, had resonated and struck a chord with everyone who watched. Nathan had handled all of the questions that were thrown his way with poise and ease
OliviaI rapped my knuckles lightly on the door to Nathan’s office. A moment later, his voice called out, “Come in.”Stepping into the room, I placed my hands on my hips upon seeing the scene in front of me: Nathan was standing in front of the mirror, his shirt still untucked and his tie loosened. His desk was a mess of papers and folders, and it was clear that he had been checking over his notes last-minute before the press conference.
OliviaI wiped a bead of sweat from my brow, slowly turning to survey the progress that had been made in the park. The banners we had hung were a bold purple color, signifying our support of the women who had been affected by the trafficking ring.I couldn’t help but smile a bit as I looked at our progress. With the press conference today, followed by a festival to help raise funds for the shelter we were building, the park was bustling with activity as our pack members worked hard
NathanI leaned back in my chair with a weary sigh, pinching the bridge of my nose in a futile attempt to stave off the encroaching headache. Spread out on my desk was an array of file folders, legal pads scrawled with notes, and printed transcripts—a minefield of information that would need to be carefully navigated on the day of the upcoming press conference.It had been two weeks since Dan and Montgomery’s bodies were found in the confinement pit, and it had been a dizzyin
OliviaMy hands shook uncontrollably as I stepped up to the edge of the pit, clutching the metal grating until my knuckles turned white. A thick, cloying stench wafted up from the darkness below—the unmistakable reek of death and decay.Despite the waves of nausea already roiling in my gut, I leaned forward for a closer look.
OliviaThe air coming through the open windows smelled like the fresh sea breeze as we made our way from room to room, touring every nook and cranny of the newly completed cottage. It was perfect—cozy and quaint, while still boasting all the modern amenities one could want. But more than that, it was a sanctuary, a haven.A fresh start.
OliviaThe sound of power tools outside streamed in through the window while I folded the laundry, a distant backdrop to my swirling thoughts. I had grown used to the sound, and actually kind of enjoyed it. It was a reminder that life went on, that our family was growing.It had been a couple of weeks since I had made the decision to take a temporary leave from work in order to really focus on my family—on rebuilding that long-severed bond with my mother—and I was glad I did.
NathanI couldn’t stop the rage from simmering just beneath the surface as I made my way through the darkened forest toward the confinement pit. No one knew I was here—I was coming under the cover of night, my hair and face concealed by a hood.But I had to come. I couldn’t stop thinking about Dan and Montgomery, and I needed to see them.