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
Olive's POVI ran to where Orvyn lay and lifted his trunk on my lap. "Orvyn, can you hear me?" I cried, smoothing the black silky fur on his forehead. His hand clasped his chest. He was in pain. "Orvyn, it's me, Olive. Please, say something. Open your eyes."Through teary eyes, I glared spitefully at the scared princess. They sat at the edge of the bed, holding each other. Queen Latifah had covered her with a fur coat, an arm tucked around her shoulder.A vein of jealousy bulged in my temples. I wanted mother to hold my hands too. I needed her. The princess was indeed shaken up that she trembled in mother's arms, still, I didn't give a damn. My temper was rising with every heart beat. "What did you do?" I rumbled."What we should be asking now is why Alpha Orvyn is a Lycan." Alpha Vladim chimed. "Has he always been a Lycan and know one knew anything about it?" He cast an accusatory look at Conrad and I."We are much in the dark as you are," I corrected. "I've seen him shift, and it's
Olive's POVNinety-nine percent of the time, I was half myself. Turning towards Orvyn, I hunched down beside him, paying deafness to the gushes of the Ulfrics, and the regretful cries from their stubborn Alpha.Serves him right.I palmed his chest, and immediately, I was transported to a different dimension. The sky was gloomy and bloody red. Everything was at a standstill, including the sea on which I stood. It's a wonder I stood afloat. "Orvyn, where are you?" I muttered, spinning about to catch a glimpse of Orvyn, or anything that looked like him.I saw him. Miles away, knees deep into the sea, The Mutes, conjoined as one, tormented him with their hand clasped around his jugular. He tried to fight his way out of their grip, but like before, he was no match for them."If he dies here, he dies in real life," a voice in my head noted aloud. "Hurry."Not again. Clenching my fist, the energy saturated me. I felt the presence of my predecessors, promising me aid, but for a limited time