Olivia, I was worried that James would want to go all the way last night, but he behaved like a gentleman and held me instead, and I appreciated him for it. He joined Paul and me at the breakfast table, looking uneasy about something, and I wondered what might have happened. He kissed me on the lips and lingered a bit before he broke the kiss leaving me almost breathless. Paul smiled at us, and I felt shy about all that had happened. I did not know if James would ever go public with this or if I should trust him. I would have to be careful. "So, we are ehm, going back to the mansion," James said, and I froze and looked at him. "What happened to 'spending some days here'?" I asked him, and Paul left the table to give us space. James pulled me close and nibbled close to my ears. I wasn't going to let him change the topic, so I pulled away. "Our cousin, the Alpha of Dome and Cleeve, is coming with our grandparents to the mansion. I have to be there," he explained, and I realised he ha
Olivia, My mind was messed up. I wasn't comfortable anymore. I wondered why my mother came to Woodclaw. What was her true mission? I wasn't even settled yet. I was a charity case, and now she was here. How could I care for her when I couldn't care for myself? Suddenly the upkeep money James offered seemed like a good idea, but I knew I would feel like shit collecting the money from him. I hated my life; this wasn't a good thing at all. I dressed in a deep blue shirt dress and let my hair down. "I am outside your door," I heard Paul in my head, and I tried to relax. I was hoping James would be the one to walk me to the dining room, but I knew he wouldn't. What we had was a secret for now. I stepped out, and Paul admired me. "You look stunning, Olivia; James has his work cut out for him," he said, and I smiled at him. He was wearing a white shirt with grey pants. He didn't button all the way up and wore a simple gold chain around his neck. He was a beautiful man. The woman that would
Olivia. I cried that night and was up and out of the mansion at the first light in the morning. I had called John to pick me up at the gate, and he obliged. I needed to check on my mother. My eyes were swollen from tears, but there was nothing I could do about it. I covered them with sunglasses to avoid the questions. All that played in my mind were the things alpha Aesop said. I hoped James would have the courage to come to my room, but I guess too many eyes were watching. It wasn't a crime. We were not even having sex. I prayed to the goddess for strength because our secret relationship had no future based on what alpha Aesop said. I called Lin to find out where she put my mother. "Good morning Lin," I said, and she sighed. "So early. Aren't you in bed with your alpha?" she teased, and I cringed. " Still a virgin Lin. I am on my way to you. I was wondering if you could tell me where you put my mother so I can meet her there," I said, and she grumbled. "I put her in the extra r
James, Olivia's panic was an eye-opener for me. I knew I had to try harder. She deserved better. Seeing her hurt made me realise her happiness was more important than my reputation. She was a gem, not something that should be hidden. I held her for a while and then carried her upstairs so she could sleep. I would not touch her until I had separated myself from Emily completely. Olivia deserved better. "I think you should sleep, Olly," I said, and she looked confused. Her eyes were swollen from the many tears she cried. My grandfather had a way of annoying people and ruffled Olivia in the worst way without knowing it. "I will like to meet your mother tomorrow, Olly. I am serious about this. I need you to hang in there for my sake." I said, laying her down on the bed, and she did not respond. "Are you not going home? Your grandparents are there," She asked me, and I shook my head. "At this point, I am willing and ready to take the risk, Olly. What I am doing is out of respect and n
James. We got ready to go out, and I was giddy. I noticed Olivia was nervous, and I did not know why. I opened the car door for her, and she entered. I sat next to her at the back and pulled her close to me. Taking in her scent, I kissed her neck. "My darling Olivia," I said, and she giggled. "Shouldn't we pick Paul up?" She asked, and I frowned at her. "Why, babe?" I asked, and she smiled. "We can't be seen in public together, James. People will figure it out. It is okay for them to think I am with Paul for now until your father makes the announcement," she said, and I felt knots in my stomach. It shouldn't be this way. My feelings for Olivia were genuine, and I should shout them out to the world. How long will I be able to do this? I pulled her close and kissed the top of her head. "I will make it right, Olivia. I promise, but we won't be going out with Paul. It is okay for people to say I am cheating on Emily. I do not care anymore. My family is in support, and my father wou
James. Chloe pissed me off with that phone call, but I had to keep calm. She had overstepped her boundaries right now, and it was time to reduce her power. She was my sister, but there couldn't be two alphas in Woodclaw Island. She was treating this as an equal partnership. Our brother, Paul, had more power and influence than she did, but he always let me lead, even though he was often the wiser of us two. Chloe had insulted me with the mention of this party. She had crossed all limits. I could understand if she had discussed it with me, but telling me she was inviting me to a party where she would be hosting a foreign alpha was extreme. "What is the matter?" Paul linked me, and I smiled at my brother so I did not spoil the mood for Olivia and her mother. "When would you like to go to Dome, Mrs Stephenson?" I asked Olivia's mother, and she smiled at me. "As soon as the arrangements are ready. It would be great to connect with my people again." She said with excitement, and I smiled
James. Paul and I drove to the office at the base while we tried to calm down. Chloe had overstepped, and I knew it was David's doing. I poured myself a glass of scotch and sat on the couch. Paul was angry. He had never been this pissed before. I needed to cheer him up. "Your dark hair is growing out. Looks a bit brown, but it is growing out. Won't you dye it?" I asked, and he touched his head. "No," he replied. "Planning on cutting it all off and growing out the dark hair," he said, and I laughed. "Then people won't be able to tell us apart," I said, cracking the same joke he made when he came home with blonde hair a year ago. He smiled at me and relaxed a bit. My phone was ringing, and I answered immediately. I did not bother to check the caller's identification. "James," I heard a familiar voice say, and I knew it was my uncle Caleb. "Uncle," I said, looking at Paul, and he widened his eyes. Uncle Caleb rarely called, so this must be serious. "What is this I hear about hosti
Olivia. My mother could not contain her joy after James and Paul left. She kept squealing and squeezing me with hugs. "I always knew you were meant for great things. Being the mistress to the most powerful Alpha in our world is amazing, Olive." She said, and I pulled away. "I am not his mistress. I will be his wife. When his father returns, they will end the engagement to Emily, and we can go public," I said, and her smile dropped. "Please don't get your hopes up, honey. You do not have the education or background to be a luna. Do not request or hope for too much, or your heart will be broken. I love you very much and wish the best for you, but you cannot have your head in the clouds for this one. Even his brother would have just kept you as a mistress until he finds a befitting woman to lead beside him. Women like us remain at the bottom, Olive. Enjoy it while it lasts. Build something, a business and life, so you will not be left empty when he leaves you. His father will return a