I woke up extra early the next morning. Even though trying to do laundry for Nathan ended up in embarrassment and frustration, I was determined to show him that I cared for him as a friend.Lately, I had noticed that Nathan was not packing himself a lunch to bring to work when he was busy with his Alpha duties.It seemed as though every day he was coming home with takeout boxes filled with unhealthy leftovers, which often wound up going uneaten and would sit in the fridge for days on end.Not only was it unhealthy for him to keep doing this to himself, but it was also expensive.And so, that morning, I decided to get up early just so that I could make him a nice lunch to bring to work.I got to work before Nathan was even stirring. After putting on some quiet music, I started rummaging through the fridge and pantry to find some ingredients. The soft rays of the morning sunlight streamed in through the window, and I couldn’t help but smile a bit and hum to myself as I got to work.I ca
I woke up the next morning with a new sense of determination in my heart.Throughout the night, I tossed and turned as I tried to brainstorm ways to cheer up Nathan. I eventually came to the conclusion that maybe part of his issue was that, aside from work, he had been spending all of his time at the villa.Maybe he just needed some time out, in the fresh air, doing something that he enjoyed.I had noticed a few days after moving into the villa that there was a set of golf clubs in the storage room with Nathan’s name on them.I never recalled him being too much of a golf fan, but maybe he picked it up over the past ten years that we were apart; and as I loaded them into my car, I felt as though this plan was bulletproof.Once, when I was in middle school, I had a crush on a boy in my class. I didn’t even remember his name now, but I remembered that I struggled every day to get him to notice me. Finally, after whining about it to my dad for a week straight, my dad made an interesting p
I sat at home, the weight of exhaustion and frustration settling over me like a heavy blanket.I couldn’t get the image of Olivia in her golfing outfit out of my head. Her khaki pants hugged her thick thighs, emphasizing her wide hips and round ass. I hated to admit it, but it made me aroused.It was frustrating after I had just spent the last two weeks trying harder than ever to keep a solid distance between us. Of course it hurt to see her sad face when I kept pushing her away, and eventually I would warm up to her again, but right now I just needed some space.I needed time to think about everything.The way that we fell asleep together on the couch that one day stayed fresh in my mind. I liked the feeling of her slender body pressed up against me while we dozed together; I liked it too much, in fact.Olivia arrived home shortly after me, and her discontent was palpable as she put away the golf supplies.The sound of her huffing and the way she kicked off her shoes made it clear th
Olivia didn’t know this, but over the past weeks I had been working tirelessly, pushing myself to the limits, all for the chance to gain the approval of the Alpha Council.But no matter how hard I tried, it seemed that they never took me seriously.It was late in the day on a Friday when I was supposed to attend an Alpha Council meeting. Normally, during these meetings, I spent most of the time keeping the minutes or taking notes.Today, however, I was finally permitted to sit in on the meeting and have my first trial as a “member” of the council.As I entered the council chambers, I could already feel the judgmental gazes of the other Alphas weighing heavily on me.They whispered amongst themselves, casting disparaging glances in my direction. Ignoring their obvious disdain, I took my seat.The air in the council chamber was heavy with tension as I took my seat among the other Alphas. Their disapproving glances sent a wave of unease through me, but I refused to let it deter me. I had
I was reading on the porch when I heard the sound of footsteps approaching. When I looked up, I saw the familiar figure of Nathan walking up the driveway. He had his hands in his pockets and his shoulders were slumped, and as he looked at me I could see a tinge of sadness in his eyes.“Hey,” I said, snapping my book shut. “Everything alright?”Nathan said nothing for a moment, his blue-green eyes searching my face before he nodded in the direction of the little strip of beach behind the villa.“Olivia,” he murmured, his voice sounding weary. “Walk with me.”A little part of me wanted to refuse the offer after our last argument was still left unreconciled, but it pained me to see my friend like this. “Sure,” I said quietly, nodding.Nathan’s expression seemed to soften a bit. I set my book down and offered him a gentle smile as I walked down the steps to join him. We made our way around the house, to the little stretch of beach that laid at the back of the property.As we stepped out o
I sat there on the sand for a long time after Nathan left, staring out at the ocean as the light faded over the horizon.Confusion gnawed at my thoughts as I mulled over the words that had come out of my mouth and hurt my friend’s feelings.Maybe I had been too harsh with Nathan. Perhaps I should have been more understanding and empathetic. The weight of guilt settled upon my conscience, urging me to make amends and bridge the growing divide between us.Determined to apologize, I made my way back up to the house, anticipation mingled with nervousness.The house was dark when I entered, with only the lamp on in the living room. Nathan wasn’t anywhere to be found downstairs, so I headed up to his room to see if he was in there.However, as I reached his door, my hand poised to knock, I noticed that there was no light pouring out from underneath the door. A sinking feeling enveloped me as I realized he was either already asleep, or he was pretending to be asleep to avoid talking to me.R
I was so lost in my thoughts that I completely failed to notice the figure approaching. Suddenly, a tap on Nathan's shoulder and a familiar face brought me back to reality.We turned around, and there stood Jenifer, her eyes filled with surprise and curiosity and a hint of something that felt a little darker whenever she glanced over at me.“Nathan, Olivia,” she greeted us, a trace of something in her voice that I couldn’t quite read. “I didn't expect to see you both here. What a lovely surprise.”There was something in the way that her voice fluctuated when she said that she didn’t expect to see both of us here that made me a little nervous. However, I chalked it up to my own nerves and instead put on a stiff smile.Nathan's grip on me relaxed slightly, his smile never wavering. “Jenifer, hello,” he responded, his voice warm — genuinely warm, and not a fake warmth — as he spoke to his adopted sister. “Yes, we thought we'd attend the event together.”“Oh— How nice.” Jenifer’s strangel
Just as Nathan promised, we were pulling up to his family’s mansion hardly an hour later.The ride up to the mansion was just as quiet between us as the ride to the park was. However, as we pulled up and saw the sea of people flooding into the banquet hall and heard the loud, charming orchestral music, I felt my thoughts of our arguments slipping away.The grandeur of the banquet hall enveloped me as we entered the luncheon. The air buzzed with chatter and the clinking of silverware against fine china filled the atmosphere.The room was filled with influential figures, their presence a stark reminder of the power dynamics at play in this intricate social web. I immediately recognized all of the Alphas and the Elders, and their respective families, seated at an enormous table.There were other, smaller tables scattered around, which were quickly filling up with people. I looked around and noticed that there was a line of people standing by a huge buffet, upon which was laid a spread of
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.