Olivia“Let’s get you into your dress, bride-to-be.”Angela didn’t need to tell me twice. With my cheeks flushed slightly pink, I took off my warm winter clothes and began to get into my dress. The silk felt cool against my skin, sending a shudder down my spine, but it was worth it for the beauty of the dress.The excitement in the room was palpable as Layla and Angela carefully buttoned up my wedding dress, making sure every detail was perfect. We took our time, quietly chatting about our excitement as we worked.“I hope the boys can be trusted,” Angela said with a smirk as she rolled her eyes. “You know how it can be when men try to organize things like this.”Her words made me chuckle. “I’m sure it’ll be fine,” I said. “And besides, like you guys said, it doesn’t matter—so long as Nathan and I can finally get married.”When they were finished buttoning up the back of the dress, Layla and Angela exchanged excited looks and a nod. “Time for the big reveal,” Angela said softly, placin
NathanThe festival was in full swing, and I could feel the excitement in the air as I set out to put together the wedding plans with Levi and Cade.The decision had been made: Olivia and I were going to get married tonight, surrounded by the magic of the festival and our entire pack. It was a crazy idea, but it somehow felt right. And I couldn’t be happier; and so, with a newfound sense of purpose, I started gathering the necessary pieces for our impromptu wedding.First on the list was the band. There was already a band playing for the festival; it was a local group that was popular in town, and they played beautifully. I approached them, quietly offering them a bigger paycheck in exchange for playing music for the ceremony, and they graciously accepted without batting an eye.With the music taken care of, next on the list was the photographer. Fortunately, the photographer who had done our photoshoot before was still milling around the festival with her camera. After a bit of haggl
Olivia“Alright, everyone, we’re ready to go!”Layla’s voice carried excitement as we stood in the living room, dressed in our wedding attire. Layla and Angela were wearing their matching bridesmaid dresses; a dark green color to match the vibrant pine trees. All three of us stood alongside one another, looking in the mirror.I looked at myself in the mirror one last time. The silk of my wedding dress felt cool against my skin, and the intricate beads and lace almost seemed to glimmer in the light. The sleeves of my gown came down to points on each of my hands, and the white fur stole around my shoulders added a vintage feel to the look.But right now, I wasn’t thinking about my gown or my hair or my makeup. I was thinking about how, somehow, I was marrying Nathan. It was finally happening after all these years, and I couldn’t help but feel like the luckiest bride in the world to be marrying my best friend.But everyone felt that way on their wedding day, right?“Oh, god, I’m getting
OliviaThe moment had finally arrived. Nathan and I stood under the soft glow of the fairy lights in the gazebo, our hands entwined. Clint, who had just given me away, stood off to the side with tears in his eyes. Angela and Levi held the twins on one side of us, and Layla held her son on the other side. It was a small wedding party, but it was perfect in my eyes.Cade, who was our officiant for the wedding, stood between us. “Ladies and gentlemen,” he called out to the surprised and excited crowd, “we gather here today to celebrate the love and commitment between Nathan and Olivia. Their journey together has been one of unwavering support, trust, and unwavering love.”As Cade spoke, Nathan’s gaze locked onto mine, his eyes filled with an intensity that made my heart skip a beat.“You ready?” he mouthed, his voice barely more than a whisper.I nodded almost imperceptibly. Even though my hands were trembling, I was ready. I wanted to be Nathan’s wife after all these years.And finally,
OliviaAs I stood there, my eyes wide with amazement, I couldn’t believe what I was seeing.The Council building’s banquet hall had been turned into something out of a fairytale, with twinkling fairy lights, flickering candles, and an array of delicious pastries and champagne. I was completely taken aback, staring in wonder as I tried to figure out how Nathan had somehow pulled all of this together in the short span of just a couple of hours.“How did you manage all of this?” I asked, turning to face him. “It’s incredible.”Nathan grinned, his blue-green eyes twinkling with mischief. “Maybe you should ask Kylie, not me.”Before I could even process his response, I felt a gentle tap on my shoulder. I turned on my heel to see Kylie, our wedding planner, standing there with a warm smile. “Surprise!” she exclaimed with a grin stretched from ear to ear.I couldn’t help but pull her into a tight hug. “Kylie, this is all so perfect,” I said. “"But how did you do all of this last minute?”“We
Olivia“And now,” the DJ said over the speakers, “it’s time for the lovely couple’s first dance!”The wedding guests cheered and clapped as Nathan and I, our cheeks flushed red from a night of laughter and dancing, took each other’s hands and walked over to the dance floor. The fairy lights illuminated the space as the soft music began to play, and Nathan gently looped his arm around my waist, pulling me close.“Recognize this song?” he asked quietly with a grin as we swayed.It took me a moment, but I quickly realized what song it was. I remembered it clearly from when we were teenagers, right before I had left the pack.“Oh my god,” I whispered. “I do remember.”The memories were as clear as day: it was an old classic rock song, and we had become obsessed with it when we were teenagers. I could still remember stealing my dad’s record and putting it on while he was at work. We would dance in the living room until we were out of breath and laughing so hard we would collapse onto the c
Olivia“Oh my god. It’s… It’s snowing!”Nathan’s gaze followed mine, and a soft gasp escaped his lips. “Come with me,” he suddenly said, grabbing my hand and pulling me along after him. I had to pick up the hem of my dress to keep myself from tripping, and I laughed as I followed.“Where are we going?” I asked, out of breath.“Outside, of course,” Nathan said as we bolted down the stairs and back toward the banquet hall, where our friends were still waiting for us at the table.“That was quick,” Angela said, looking up as we approached. The twins were knocked out cold in their stroller, and she was gently pushing it back and forth to keep them comfortable.Nathan and I, out of breath from our mad dash, quickly blurted out almost in unison, “It’s snowing!”Our friends’ eyes widened. Together, we made our way to the large door that led to the backyard of the Council building, and stepped out into the snow. Already, a fresh blanket had covered the green grass. The world felt more still a
OliviaI couldn’t help but laugh as I stumbled back into the banquet hall, my friends close behind, all of us out of breath from our impromptu snowball fight.The snowflakes clung to our clothes, and my cheeks felt rosy from the cold. Even though my dress got a little damp from the snow, I was no worse for wear. It seemed as though the night really had taken a magical turn, and I couldn’t have asked for a better wedding.As we entered the banquet hall, the sight that greeted us was a bit unexpected. Many of the guests had already departed, leaving behind a few stragglers who were still enjoying the remnants of the celebration.I didn’t blame them, though; it was late, after all. Layla’s son and our twins were nestled peacefully in their strollers, fast asleep. I turned to Nathan, offering him a smile.“I think we should get Aurora and Elliot home to their cribs,” I said. “Otherwise we’re going to have a very rough morning tomorrow.”Nathan nodded, and I could see that he was stifling
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.