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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
Fake Vow, True Luna #Chapter 186: The Journey
OliviaIn the enveloping darkness of my dream, I felt strangely at peace.Around me, the ethereal landscape pulsated with life, taking the form of a vast, moonlit forest. The canopy above seemed endless, silver beams of moonlight piercing through the dense foliage, painting dappled patterns on the forest floor.“Olivia,” a deep, resonant voice echoed around me. It was so familiar I recognized it immediately, yet it was also otherworldly and far stronger than I had heard it before. My wolf. “Do not be afraid.”“I’m not,” I replied, finding my voice surprisingly steady. “But everything’s so… unclear.”The surroundings shifted, and I suddenly found myself standing by a serene lakeside. The waters were so still, it was like looking into a giant, polished mirror. I took a few steps forward to peer into the water, dropping to my knees and leaning over toward the water’s surface.In the reflection, I saw not just myself, but my wolf—her majestic form, fierce eyes and a calm demeanor.She was
Fake Vow, True Luna #Chapter 187: A Name Fit for Kings and Queens
OliviaIt felt like I had waited an eternity for this moment, even though it had been mere hours. The room around me seemed to grow brighter, its walls echoing with faint laughter and joy, as Nathan and Angela wheeled in a small crib with two tiny bundles inside.My heart swelled with emotion.Lying on the bed, weakened but filled with an indescribable love, I tried to sit up a bit more, my arms reaching out instinctively. My body ached from the ordeal, and it would be a while before my strength returned, but right now I felt as though I could leap over the moon.“They’re absolutely perfect, Liv,” Nathan murmured as he gently picked up one of the bundles and handed it to me.The baby was so small, so delicate. Holding him in my arms, I felt a rush of love and protection like I’d never experienced before. I traced a finger along his soft cheek, marveling at the perfection of his little features.“And here’s your daughter,” Angela said softly, placing the second bundle into my arms. The
Fake Vow, True Luna #Chapter 188: One Little Family
OliviaThe soft glow from the nightlight cast a gentle light across the room, painting gentle shadows on the walls. There they were, two tiny cribs beside our bed, each holding a life more precious than words could describe. I couldn't help but gaze at them endlessly, lost in the wonder of Elliot and Aurora.Beside me, Nathan seemed equally entranced, his strong hand intertwined with mine. “It’s surreal, isn’t it?” he whispered, his voice laced with disbelief.‘So very surreal,” I echoed, squeezing his hand gently. “It feels like just yesterday I was laughing about the idea of parenthood, and now... here they are.”Nathan turned to face me, the golden flecks in his eyes shimmering. “I know we said we’d take things slow, Liv... and I still stand by that. But seeing them, it’s hard not to imagine a future together, as a family.”I nodded, searching his face. “I feel the same, Nathan. Our lives have changed in ways I never imagined. But whatever happens, I promise to stick by you. We’ll
Fake Vow, True Luna #Chapter 189: The Ancient Wolf - Part I
OliviaThe soft rustling of leaves and the melodic chirping of birds greeted the dawn.Weeks had passed since Elliot and Aurora were born. Nathan and I went through all of the necessary, and sometimes grueling, phases of early parenthood: figuring out schedules, spending sleepless nights tending to the babies, changing diapers, and cleaning up messes.Nathan was a wonderful father. I could tell already, just from the way that he interacted with little Elliot and Aurora. Their bond was so strong already that even when he entered the room, their faces lit up. I felt as though I had made the right choice, making his leap of faith with him.But there had been something on my mind. Aurora and Elliot were a little over a month old now, and today was the day.I felt an odd mixture of anticipation and apprehension as the day unfolded. The day Nathan had told me about had finally come, the day of the ancient ceremony for our babies.…“Olivia,” Nathan’s voice had a gentle but serious undertone
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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.
