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Fake Vow, True Luna #Chapter 178: Finding Out
OliviaThe sun was beginning to set that day, casting a gentle amber hue over the horizon, and I sat alone on the balcony, lost in thought.The rhythmic sounds of the waves crashing on the shore served as a soothing backdrop. An old book lay on my lap, its pages unread and untouched. Nathan’s touch still lingered on my skin, his kiss still lingered on my lips, and his words kept echoing in my ears.“I want some say in the prenatal things, and want to know if it’s twins or not.”I took a deep breath, looking out over the sea.For some reason, I felt terrified to find out about the life growing inside of me. My due date was so close, and yet I still knew nothing about what to expect.All along, I had been content with not knowing, but now that Nathan had expressed wanting to know as a stipulation of our arrangement, I wasn’t so sure if I had ever been content with it to begin with.Was I avoiding the truth because of fear?Nathan had been nothing but understanding, supportive, and carin
Fake Vow, True Luna #Chapter 179: Last Minute Preparations
OliviaThe following days after the clinic visit were a whirlwind of emotions and planning. The villa was filled with a kind of energy that was palpable, even with just the two of us there. We moved from one room to another, discussing baby names and making plans for the nursery.“I’ve always liked the name ‘Aria’ for a girl,” I mused, looking through a baby names book.“Hmm, Aria,” Nathan murmured, letting the name roll off his tongue. “It's musical, just like her mother.”A soft blush spread across my cheeks. “Musical?” I asked. “I fail to see what’s so ‘musical’ about me.”“Oh, come on, Olivia,” Nathan teased, poking me in the shoulder. “Have you really forgotten all about your love for 80s rock music when we were kids? And your penchant for dancing, even when there was no music playing?”I felt my face turn an even deeper shade of red at the mention of those memories. “You know, Nathan,” I laughed, nudging him back. “Some memories are better left untouched. Alright, so Aria is on
Fake Vow, True Luna #Chapter 180: Gender Reveal
Olivia“We’re throwing a gender reveal party,” Angela said, brushing past me and into the villa like she owned the place.“We?” I asked, watching her with wide eyes. Her arms were full of decorations, streamers, and bags of goodies. “Who’s ‘we’? What are you talking about, Angela?”Angela, setting her things down on the dining room table, turned back to face me with her hands on her hips and a fire in her eyes. “You heard me,” she said, flashing me a toothy grin. “It’s been a week since you found out about your twins. It’s about time we throw an official party. You haven’t told everyone yet, have you?”I shook my head, still a bit taken aback by my friend’s tenacity. “No,” I said. “Just you.”“Good.”With that, Angela got to work. For the next several hours, the villa was a flurry of activity. Blue and pink streamers were put up, blue and pink balloons were inflated, blue and pink cupcakes were baked… By five o-clock, the entire villa had transformed into one giant ball of pastel.Nat
Fake Vow, True Luna #Chapter 181: The First Sign
OliviaThe whispers and rustling of paper could be heard in the living room, but I was too busy trying to understand how Angela could keep a secret like this. She had a knack for being unpredictable.“Come on, Olivia! You have to pop it!” Angela urged, placing a sizable balloon in my hand, a smirk playing on her lips as she guided me over to the center of the room where everyone was gathered and waiting for me.I raised an eyebrow, hesitating. “This isn’t going to explode with glitter or something, is it?”Her laughter echoed. “No, silly! Inside there's confetti that will reveal the gender of your baby. Everyone’s dying to know!”I furrowed my brow slightly, wondering how Angela would pull this one off. Blue and pink confetti, perhaps? Not only that, but I hated standing like this in front of people, especially right now. I felt just like this balloon: overinflated and ready to pop.And yet, as I scanned the room, I saw the eager faces of our friends and family. Their anticipation was
Fake Vow, True Luna #Chapter 182: Arrival
OliviaIt was supposed to be a celebration, a gathering of friends and family. The party had been my idea, a last hurrah before the twins arrived. But as I stepped outside for some fresh air, a cramp surged through me, leaving me clutching the bottom rung of the treehouse ladder.“Olivia?” Nathan’s voice held a note of panic. He rushed to my side, his warm hand on my lower back. “What’s wrong?”The cramp subsided as quickly as it came. I forced a shaky smile.“It’s nothing,” I replied, feeling the need to reassure him—and myself. “I’m just tired and a bit sore. You know, typical third-trimester stuff.”He eyed me with a skeptical look flashing through his blue-green eyes but nodded nonetheless. “I thought you looked a little pale earlier,” he said gently, looping his arm around my waist. “Let me help you up to your room. You need to rest.”I sighed, glancing back towards the lively gathering inside. “But the party, Nathan. I need to tend to our guests.”He chuckled, his deep blue eyes
Fake Vow, True Luna #Chapter 183: Firstborn
OliviaThe weight of the situation pressed down on me, my heart fluttering in my chest like a trapped bird. “I can’t do this, Angela,” I whispered, feeling the world shrink around me. “I just can’t.”Angela’s hands cupped my face, pulling me back to the harsh reality of the moment. “Olivia,” she said firmly, her eyes searching mine, “you don’t have a choice. We can’t drive you to the hospital now; it would be too dangerous.”“But—” The words stuck in my throat, tears threatening to spill.Nathan’s hand squeezed mine, his touch grounding me. “Liv, trust Angela. We’re right here with you.”Angela’s resolute voice snapped me back to focus. “We’re going upstairs. Now.”Supported by Nathan and Angela, we made our way up the stairs. The familiar ascent felt so different—each step heavier, filled with trepidation. I had always thought I would welcome my children surrounded by the antiseptic scent of a hospital, but here I was, on the verge of giving birth in my own home.By the time we reach
Fake Vow, True Luna #Chapter 184: Last Ditch Efforts
NathanAs Olivia’s eyes fluttered shut, a sharp, indescribable pain pierced through my chest.It felt like my heart was physically shattering into a million fragments. The agonizing cries of Olivia’s son seemed to be in another world altogether, their distant wails just background noise to the dreadful silence that settled over me.Clint, holding Olivia’s newborn son, was nothing more than a blur on the periphery of my vision. All I could see was Olivia’s face, pale and still, the vibrant light in her eyes slowly dimming.Why? How could this be happening? We had overcome so much, faced so many challenges together. This couldn’t be the end.As I stared, helpless, at Olivia’s unresponsive form, a voice echoed in my mind, familiar yet distant.My wolf.“I sensed her,” he murmured, voice filled with a mix of wonder and concern. “Olivia’s wolf is there, somewhere deep within. She’s lending Olivia whatever strength she can muster. It might save the child, Nathan.”But the unsaid lingered in
Fake Vow, True Luna #Chapter 185: The Last Kiss
NathanThe weight of the room was palpable.My heart thundered in my chest as Angela quickly mashed the herbs I'd handed her, creating a potent mixture. Olivia’s pallid face, eerily lit by the dim room light, was a stark contrast to her usual radiant glow. I watched with bated breath as Angela administered the strange concoction, her hands steady, though her face was etched with worry.“This should help with her blood pressure,” she murmured, pouring the potion into Olivia’s mouth. “Then we can get her second baby out of there.”“I hope you’re right,” I said.Angela fell quiet. Her sweat-streaked face was lined with worry, her blue party dress covered in blood from the agonizing delivery. I took a moment to glance over at Clint, who was still holding Olivia’s son—our son.“He’s waiting patiently for his mom and his sister,” Clint said quietly.It was a strange juxtaposition, to see the grizzled old man so delicately holding the little bundle of innocence in his arms. But seeing him li
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Fake Vow, True Luna #Chapter 568: True Vows
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
Fake Vow, True Luna #Chapter 567: True Luna
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
Fake Vow, True Luna #Chapter 566: Vignettes
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.
Fake Vow, True Luna #Chapter 565: By Your Side
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
Fake Vow, True Luna #Chapter 564: One Step
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
Fake Vow, True Luna #Chapter 563: The End of an Era
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.
Fake Vow, True Luna #Chapter 562: The Rise & The Fall
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.
Fake Vow, True Luna #Chapter 561: Spring Air
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.
Fake Vow, True Luna #Chapter 560: Rage
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.
