Olive's POVThey communicated through the pack link. Impossible. How were they able to penetrate the pack link? Only members of a pack have access to the pack link. And that, after initiation. How The Mutes were able to penetrate the pack link was left a mystery. The blood they drank apparently had something to do with it.Mine happened after Orvyn and I marked each other. With his blood coursing through my veins, I had access to the pack link.All heads turned toward on me. It was me. The Mutes were after me.Grumbles rang through the pack link. They wanted to know what The Mutes were after my life. "Soldiers," Orvyn jumped down from his horse to remind his men of their duty. "Protect the Luna of Vagamor!" The battle cry from the men tore through the cold. They leaped at the enemies at a rush, bombarding them with every offensive a wolf could muster. Orvyn and Conrad remained by my side. For reasons best known to them, they held back their wolves from the fight.My chest rose and fe
Olive's POVMy back was sensitive to the soft caress of a bed. Cracking my eyes open, I saw a worried Orvyn looking down at me. A wet napkin was on my forehead, with straws of sun rays peeking into the wooden walls around me."Thank the Moon!" He scooped me up into a tight embrace. "I thought I'd lost you." He said, almost deflating me of air." My environment seemed to be drifting, as if... Oh, we made it to the ship at last. We must be on sea to the House of Ulfric."My body hurts," I groaned. I was aware of every frazzled muscle. My head throbbed furiously, as though a sledge hammer descended heavily on my skull. "My entire body hurts badly."Orvyn quickly disengaged himself from me, and sat back into the chair beside my bed. Dark circles were under his eyes, and his hair was mussed in untidy curls. "I'm sorry, I'm sorry." He squeezed my hands. "You were out for some time. I had to take care of your needs.'I looked about the little chamber. The room was scanty. Other than the bed
Orvyn's POV"And that was how she killed the fucking Mutes with just three strikes!" Conrad ended the story of Olive's heroic deeds to the listening men and women of Ulfric, sited quietly in the vast elongated hall. News about Olive had travelled round the island like wildfire. Nobles and commoners in drones infested the courtyard to have a glimpse of the descendant of Shannon. Lots of sea foods and fresh wine graced each table. I explained to Alpha Vladim why I arrived at his shore empty-handed. The Mutes took more from me than the assortment of fruits and herbs I intended to bring along with me as gifts to him. The old Alpha brushed it with a wave of his hand, and passed me a goblet of wine. According to him, Olive's presence in his House was the best gift he's received. From what I heard, music was a thing of the past in the House of Ulfric. Following the execution of the elders that betrayed him, Alpha Vladim placed an outrightly ban on public laughter and merriments. Those who
Olive's POV"Since the men are out to discuss personal matters concerning the realm, why don't we acquaint ourselves by getting to know each other, Queen Latifah?" I said, swirling the wine in my cup.She placed her goblet on the table, wearing a straight face. "What are you doing here, Olive?" "I'm only doing my duties as Luna to my mate. He needs more hands in the war to help him win against my father. That's why we're here," I said.She drew her brows together and crossed her fingers on the table. "If you're looking for a family reunion, you're not going to get it. I gave your father my heart and soul, but he abused me! That bastard-" she held back. The agony in her voice chilled my spine. "Your- your father abused the love I had for him. I was a fool to have fallen for his lies and flowery words. I don't want to remember the troubles he put me through. I want you to leave, before my husband suspects anything. I cannot jeopardize the peace I've built over the years because of you
Olive's POV"What?!" I whirled around to look at the sneaky old Alpha. "Is this a joke or something?" He walked majestically towards us with a tilt in his steps. Princess Adelaide had resurfaced into the hall. She raced through the hall to where her mother stod...to where our mother stood.Whether I liked the fact that the princess was my half sister or not, it's left to me to come to terms with it. But I'd never share my mate with her. Orvyn and I are mated, and there's no breaking our bond.Alpha Vladim raised his hands in mock surrender. "Easy, Princess. I'm not trying to break the bond between you and your heart-throb. I'm only trying to be reasonable here. Hear me out first, and I'll let you decide on what to do.""Hear you out? If this is you being reasonable, then I'm tempted to imagine how unreasonable you can be!" I half-yelled. "Do you know what it'll do to me, sharing my mate with your-" I pointed at my half sister, who was wearing a roguish grin. I swung my eyes back to A
Orvyn's POVAll my attempt at reaching Olive rebounded against a hard surface. She erected a wall between us, shutting me out of her head. Queen Latifah sat beside her on another chair, taking her hand in hers. My suspicion about them being related was gaining ground.I knew Olive gave up her happiness for my sake, sacrificing our bond on the table of reason for what she thought was right. But, I knew better. I was mad at her for not listening to me. Margaret would know what to do to help.My animal growled and howled relentlessly like a wounded wolf. The disconnection from our mate had singed his heart with a branded metal. Olive didn't spare me a glance. Her gaze dropped to her lap, fixated on her hands locked in Queen Latifah's hands. The queen mother offered her the motherly consolation she desired. "It's your lucky day, people of Ulfric!" Alpha Vladim got up from the chair, facing the hall. "A double celebration in a night is one hell of a way to lift the ban. Prepare for the ma
Orvyn's POVEverything about her happened so fast. Quickly, her arms were circling my neck, while she practically devoured the life out of my lips, like they were pieces of leftover bread tossed at dogs. She pushed me to the bed, lying on top of me, and moaning crazily between the kiss.She locked her fingers around mine and stretched me on the bed, dominating me. Her tongue parted my lips, making a cruel entry into my mouth. The moan deepened, as she wriggled over me.I lost control of my reins, mounted by a virgin princess with overcharged sexual energy. The citrusy flavor of her arousal swam into my nostrils. Without going under her, I could tell a river was flowing between her legs.What the hell?! She had no right to dominate me! She might possess a smashing body like Olive, but not her innocency and comportment. How can a virgin be so forward and ecstatic about her first sex?!The invasion was rough to a fault with slime of saliva smearing my face. Her tongue trailed the context
Olive's POVMother's hand on my shoulder was the only thing keeping me from falling apart. While the men and women partied into the night, I was freezing on the inside, dying for Orvyn's warmth. Princess Adelaide's moans flitting into my ears was upsetting my wolf. She snarled restively, and scolded me for giving up our mate like a cheap commodity.Queen Latifah resonated well with my predicament. For a whore who fought her way to the top, debarring all odds, she understood the pain that came with the separation from one's mate. My father might not have been the most faithful companion, a break in the mate bond came second after labour pains. As if it'd suppress the pain any lesser, I sat behind Orvyn during the commission of the marriage rites. Though, my ears clearly heard the exchange of their marital vows, I turned my eyes away from them. I couldn't bear watch Princess Adelaide kiss Orvyn. She made it a center of attention to humiliate me, taking on his lips in a way I'd never do