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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
Fake Vow, True Luna #Chapter 190: The Ancient Wolf - Part II
OliviaThe radiant sun had passed its zenith, and the shade beneath the age-old trees had begun to stretch. We stood, Nathan and I, in the clearing where tradition had taken root over countless generations. We waited.Minutes turned into what felt like hours. Every rustle of the trees, every distant bird’s cry, heightened my anxiety. The babies, oblivious to the tension, squirmed softly in their robes.Nathan held my hand, his grip reassuring but equally expectant. This was his world, his tradition. And yet, as the time ticked by, I could see the confusion seep into his amber eyes.“Where is it?” I whispered, glancing around. “Is this normal, Nathan?”He shook his head slowly, a crease forming between his eyebrows. “I’ve never heard of the Ancient Wolf being this late.”I tightened my grip on Aurora and Elliot, their soft coos a poignant contrast to the thickening silence of the clearing. Elder Mingan’s face was unreadable, but I noticed the exchanged glances between the Elders, and t
Fake Vow, True Luna #Chapter 191: The Ancient Wolf - Part III
OliviaThe evening sun filtered through the windows, casting long shadows across the wooden floor of our home. My thoughts were a chaotic whirlwind, replaying the earlier events, the accusations, the weight of tradition.Nathan entered the room, the tension between us still palpable. I could sense his struggle to choose his words, the fine line he was treading between his allegiance to the pack and his loyalty to our little family.“What do you want?” I hissed, unable to hide the disdain in my voice as I gently rocked Elliot in one arm and Aurora in the other. “Did you come to tell me that my babies are a bad omen again?”“Olivia,” he began, his voice tinged with a weariness I hadn’t noticed before, “I know how you feel.”“If you knew how I felt, then you wouldn’t be siding with them,” I growled.Nathan sighed. “I’m not siding with them,” he explained, his voice soft and quiet. “But you have to understand. The Elders... they’ve seen so much, been around for so long. Their wisdom isn’t
Fake Vow, True Luna #Chapter 192: Bad Omens
OliviaDeciding that I wouldn’t let the Elders’ trepidation get in the way of my daily routine, I decided to take a walk through town that morning, hoping that the fresh air and the familiarity of the streets would help clear my mind.The crisp morning air ruffled my hair as I made my way down the familiar path with Elliot and Aurora nestled comfortably in the stroller.The birds sang their usual songs, but today, their melodies seemed laced with unease. People I passed seemed different. There was a shift in their mannerisms; hushed whispers were exchanged, and heads turned my way with furtive glances.It used to be that our morning strolls would elicit smiles and a handful of women cooing over my babies, each one eager to hold and cuddle them. Today was different. The very same neighbors who had celebrated their birth now took deliberate steps to distance themselves from us.As we moved deeper into the heart of the town, I noticed Mrs. Patterson, an old woman known for her sharp tong
Fake Vow, True Luna #Chapter 193: A History of Violence
NathanWhen I awoke the morning after the failed ceremony, Olivia was already gone, along with the stroller and the twins.Her morning walks had become a ritual, a time for her to relax and enjoy the sunshine. I just hoped that today wouldn’t be any different, but considering how quickly gossip spread in this town, I was a bit worried that she would already be facing the cruel stares and whispers.I was nursing a cup of coffee when I heard the telltale sounds of the mailman dropping our mail off in the box. Within a few minutes, a letter was in my hand. Without thinking, I opened it, my eyes widening upon reading its contents.Dear Olivia,I wish I were writing to you under happier circumstances. Our family is in deep pain. Ryan suffered a horrific car accident, and it’s uncertain whether or not he will pull through.Given the gravity of our situation, and the uncertainty of Ryan’s fate, we urge you to contemplate our family’s future. It’s no secret that Elliot carries Ryan’s blood, a
Fake Vow, True Luna #Chapter 194: A Terrible Accident
OliviaThe room had seemingly been silent for a while before I walked in.Nathan’s blue-green eyes, normally full of warmth and joy, were now shadowed with a troubled glint. The faint glow from the setting sun poured through the windows, casting a soft amber hue that added to the heavy ambiance.“Nathan?” I asked, my voice quivering slightly as the past two days’ events whirled around in my mind, filling me with an automatic sense of dread. “What’s wrong?”Nathan said nothing, but as I set foot into our living room, my attention was immediately drawn to a piece of paper clutched in his hand. I knew from the weight of the look in his eyes that it held news—and not the good kind.“Nathan?” I called, my voice echoing a hint of apprehension. He looked up, eyes not entirely focusing on me, lost deep in his thoughts.“Olivia,” he whispered, his voice rough, almost broken. “You need to sit down.”Without waiting for a response, he gestured to the chair opposite him. The ticking of the wall c
Fake Vow, True Luna #Chapter 195: Dark Decisions
OliviaThe weight of the room bore down on me, pressing against my chest, making it difficult to breathe. It was as though the walls were absorbing the tensions, the fears, the unspoken resentments of our conversation, and reflecting them back onto us.The dimly lit room was only brightened by the soft, flickering candlelight, causing the shadows to dance in a macabre ballet, resonating with my pounding heart.“Nathan,” my voice was strained, trying to convey the disbelief, the hurt. “You can’t seriously mean that.”He ran a hand through his disheveled hair, sighing deeply, his every gesture screaming of conflict.“Olivia, believe me when I say I don't want to even think about giving up Elliot. Every fiber of my being rebels against the very idea, but we may have to face the reality if we can’t find any other solution.”His words were like a dagger, each syllable cutting deep. “Reality?” I echoed, bitterness creeping into my voice. “Our reality or the reality Meredith and the Elders a
Fake Vow, True Luna #Chapter 196: Loopholes & Liabilities
NathanThe Council chamber was a place I had visited countless times, but today, the air inside felt heavier, the weight of a thousand decisions and conflicts pressing down on me. The walls seemed to whisper the tales of meetings past, of verdicts made and lives changed forever.Entering the dimly lit chamber, the prominent figures of the Elders met my gaze. Each face told a story—a story of wisdom, of experience, and today, perhaps, a story of judgment.“We convene today on matters of grave importance,” Elder Amara began, her wise and yet sharp eyes locked onto mine. “Nathan, this issue cannot be ignored any longer. Have you made your decision? Will you hand the child over?”“I never intended to ignore it,” I replied, trying to keep my voice level. “But the solution isn’t as simple as giving up a child, my child.”Elder Enoch nodded slowly. “These are not normal circumstances, Alpha Nathan. The death of the Ancient Wolf is not just another hiccup in our history. It’s a dark prophecy
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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.
