James Olivia did not return to the room until late in the night. I wondered where she was because she had on her pyjamas. She avoided looking at me and came to lay next to me. It was unlike her not to snuggle close. "Hey," I said, and she did not look at me. I figured something was bothering her, so I sat up in bed to find out what the matter was. "Are you alright?" I asked her, and she nodded, but I knew she wasn't. "I linked you twice, and you ignored me, Olly. Is everything okay? Did anything happen with your mother?" I asked her, and she shook her head. "Where were you?" I asked her, and she looked at me. "I went to the lake in the estate," She said, and I saw her puffy eyes. "Why are you crying," I asked her, and she turned away from me. I didn't want her to sleep like this, so I touched her shoulder, and she turned to look at me. "What is the matter?" I asked, and she sighed. "I do not want to get my hopes up, James," she said, and I frowned at her. "Why will you say t
James. We sat in the office, wondering what our next move would be. We had nothing to work with and nowhere to start. "We need to tell Uncle Caleb," I told Paul, and he looked at me worried. We both felt ashamed that this magnitude of attack happened right under our noses. "They trusted us with the island," he said, voicing my worries, and I nodded. "We need all the help we can get on this, Paul. Uncle Caleb is the best investigator I know." I told him, and he nodded. "My father, too," William said, and I agreed. "Let's go home," I told my brother, and he stood up. I told William and Dwayne to start the investigation while Paul and I left for the mansion to break the news to uncle Caleb. I was sure Emma had told her father, but we needed to report to him officially. While Paul drove, I thought of something important. "You know what this means, right?" I told my brother, and he nodded. "How can we fight a war without ammunition? Whoever we are up against decided to cripple
James Paul and I sat in the home office at the mansion to coordinate things. Lyle still needs to solve the signal jammers, but William has sent the troops to Augustine to get the weapons. We did not know how long it would take because we were purchasing from a black market, so there won't be paper trails linking to us. The weapons would be more expensive that way, but our enemies would not know of it. I wondered what Olivia was doing at the holiday house. With the network gone, there was a possibility she would panic. I doubt she would know to come to the mansion. It was late in the afternoon, and Paul and I were still handling matters when Uncle Caleb walked in. "Update," he said and sat on the couch. He was very calm, and I knew it was because he had the experience, but I doubted what they faced with Regan was of this magnitude. Our entire island was in jeopardy, and the enemies had yet to reach out to us. The television was permanently on WCTV, so we could listen to thei
James. Paul left for Eastwood while I waited for Olivia to be brought to the Mansion. I did not know how I would look at her. I knew what I was about to do was unfair and wrong. How could uncle Caleb expect me to treat a woman I cared about like this? I thought of her fears, and it baffled me that she was right. There was a possibility that she would see our relationship in a different light after this. "They are here, Alpha. Should we let her go to your room, or should we bring her to your office?" Axel said, and I felt like shit. He had referred to her as a suspect. "Bring her to my office. She shouldn't know she is being monitored," I told Axel and closed the mind link connection. Soon, Olivia entered my office looking worried. She rushed to me and hugged me. I stood up so I could hold her properly. Her eyes were puffy, which indicated she had been crying. "I am glad you are alright," She said, holding onto me tightly. "I saw the news; the network was gone. I was afraid you
James. I called William to prep a helicopter that would take me to Eastwood. My heart was heavy about what I wanted to do. I was conflicted, but I knew I had to follow protocol. Arresting Chloe will mean whoever is setting her up will not be able to do any more damage in her name. Olivia sat up in bed and watched me as I dressed up. "Where are you going?" She asked, and I looked at her while buttoning my shirt. I felt like shit to have suspected her in the first place. I was so glad she did not know. I went to her and kissed her. She returned the kiss, and I could smell her fear. I bent to kiss her neck where my mark would rest one day, and sucked on the skin gently. A moan escaped her lips and I pulled away. "I am off to Eastwood to see Chloe and Paul. I will be back. I promise I am not going to war," I assured her, and she sighed with relief. I knew she was afraid, and it was normal for her to feel that way after all I had told her. "Are you sure you don't want me to com
James, We arrived at the base, and Chloe refused to speak to me. Dwayne left us immediately and did not say a word. What Chloe had told him when he challenged David hurt him. I did not want to get involved because the current situation was dire. "The cell service is back up," Paul finally said, checking his phone as we alighted the vehicle that brought us to the base. I was grateful to uncle Caleb for keeping his promise. The guards came out to receive Chloe, and I wondered who had informed them we would be bringing her in. I remembered the news Helicopter in Eastwood and swore under my breath. "We will be handling this one," I told the kappa guard, and he saluted us and led his team away. Paul, William and I took Chloe to my office and released her cuffs. I decided to let Paul talk to her because, from the look on her face, she regarded me as her enemy, and I could not blame her for it. I walked out of the office and called my Uncle to thank him and find out if he has left for
James I returned home and found Olivia looking troubled. I had been away for long hours. I did not plan that Chloe's sentencing would happen immediately after we returned. The moment I entered the room, she came to me and hugged me. She placed her head against my chest and held me tight. I fought my tears. I had just sentenced my sister to prison. As things were, only Paul and I believed she might be innocent. "It was all over the news, James. They showed when you were walking her to the helicopter. People are outraged, James. They are asking for her head. There is no way she did this. I think she was set up. You should not believe it. Chloe won't do any of this. She hates me, but she loves you and Paul," She said, defending my sister, and I was shocked she would be on Chloe's side, after all that Chloe had done to her. If only Chloe knew that Olivia believed she was innocent. "You should have postponed the trial," She said and looked at me. I could not speak, so I walked away
James I returned home that night with fear and a deep resolve. We found that Eastwood had fallen on our way back home. Of course, it would fall. There was no leader in Eastwood; it would be easy for Caspian to take over. Our chances of winning were slim, but I was optimistic. I decided I would not tell Olivia my plans to officially cancel my engagement with Emily and go ahead and marry her until I returned. Knowing I have to come home to her would motivate me to come home alive. I entered my room, and she wasn't there, yet her scent was everywhere. I did not know what to do, so I decided I would shower before searching for her. I took off my clothes and entered the bathroom. I was shocked and heartbroken to find Olivia under the shower in tears. She was crying bitterly. I rushed to her and held her. We sat under the shower, and she wept bitterly, holding me. I did not need to guess why she was sad. "It is a suicide mission, James. Find another way. Negotiate and buy time
James The battle was fully on. I could not shake off what Caspian had said about attacking the mansion, but I trusted Tristan and Lyle to handle it. We just had to keep going until the end. Paul and I tag-teamed Caspian's people, and with it was a full-blown battle. Soon his people began to back out. It appeared they were not expecting to fight. I could understand them to be that way since Caspian had held on to the Woodclaw through blackmail and fear, but it all did not seem to work. I advanced toward Caspian when suddenly, people from the sea began to shoot at us. The bullets met their mark. "It's lead," Someone linked me, and I got angry. I was grateful it wasn't silver but pissed off because we had almost won. I looked at Caspian, and he began to laugh. I wondered who would come to his aid. I now understood why they had lined up at the port for the battle. They were waiting for help. Some of our men began to shoot at the attackers blindly, but that did not stop them from
James. We had overstayed with Olivia, and I knew we would be the last to arrive at the base. Looking at Paul, I knew it was worth it because he was happier than he had been. I had always known he liked Olivia. I suspected it, and that was why I asked him. I respected his kindness because he stepped back because of me. If only he knew he did not need to. I would have been open to sharing her. I preferred we had the same mate than another woman to come between Paul and me. I also knew Paul deserved the kind of happiness I had. Seeing him look at Olivia longingly several times hinted to me about the state of his heart. Now that that was out of the way, we could continue with our lives and the thought that we would be close for the rest of our lives made me feel giddy. "Thank you, James," Paul said while driving, and I laughed. "Dude, you need to learn to speak up more often instead of dying inside. Here we were, trying to find someone, trying to pair you up while your heart longed
Olivia. I showered and left the office to go to the right wing. I came across Tristan in the hallway, and he looked nervous. I couldn't blame him. It was taking a lot for me to remain calm. Our loved ones had gone to war, and no matter their determination to return, it was still up to the war's outcome. I smiled at him, and he nodded. "I will be at your disposal, Luna Olivia," Tristan said, and I shook my head. "Please call me Olivia," I said, and he nodded. "Olly," I heard Grandma Stacy in my head, and I knew she wanted to see me. I hadn't seen my mother since she returned, but I had to go and see what Grandma Stacy wanted. I looked in the direction of my mother's room and decided I would come back up after seeing Stacy. "Yes," I replied. "Glad you are home; meet me in the lounge where we can observe the war," She said, sounding nervous, and I looked at Tristan. "Do you want to hang out with us in the lounge? I know it isn't fun for you, and the time might not..." I said, and
Olivia James returned in thirty minutes. Paul and I watched a movie with me leaning in his arms on the couch. We made out, but we never went all the way. Paul looked at James, and I knew they were communicating mentally. "So they have left?" I asked James, and he nodded. I remained with Paul, and then James sat beside me, placing me between Paul and James. "How long do you think the war will take?" I asked them, and James placed his hand on my bare thigh and squeezed gently. Then he placed his hand on my lower belly. "Not too long, I hope," he said, letting me know they were uncertain. Then he lifted my hand and kissed it. "We expect you to hold strong here, Olivia. Due to things, Tristan and Lyle will remain to handle and protect Woodclaw. Although the people would be underground, you would be at the mansion. Some guards will go to the mansion from the base to protect you and the rest of our family. Can you lead in our stead?" James said, and I looked at him and then looke
Olivia I could not believe what had just happened with Paul. I never knew Paul had such feelings for me. It seemed a bit off, but hearing James mention it in detail made me realise it. It felt a bit off that James would propose something like that. If I had to have two mates, I would rather have Paul. He was perfect, sweet and sensitive, and I can never forget that he was the one that took me home and stood up for me. He was the one that was there, defending me and making sure no one hurt me. He was there before James and continued to be there. Had I known how he had felt, I would have kept myself open to it. Seeing James's seriousness, he clearly wanted this to work out. I wondered how long he had thought of it. Hearing him explain his reasons and give time stamps were amazing. I felt awkward and sad that I did not see love in front of me. The only difference between Paul and James was that James was bold enough to act on his emotions, which made me reciprocate his love. I
Paul.James and I left the base to head home. While he was going home to Olivia, I had no one. I did not know how solitary my life was until now. I believed my birth mother's condition added to my fear, but I wasn't ready. Olivia was a lovely option when I met her, but when I realised James had strong feelings for her, I had to do what was noble. Ever since my heart was broken, I have found it hard to open up, and now I realise the danger of my lifestyle. If I died at war, I would be leaving nothing behind. No love, no legacy, no one to continue me. I would be erased. James had Olivia and their unborn child, Emma had her children, and if things had gone well between Chloe and David, she would have had children, but I never made that effort.Since I learned Luna Tia wasn't my biological mother, my world had shattered. I met Elisabeth, and I could not believe that I would come from her, and after learning all she did and hearing her speak, I wondered how Luna Tia would love me thro
James.I let a day pass waiting for Caspian's response, but it never came, so I sprang into action. His silence wasn't a sign of fear; he was getting prepared. Paul and I headed to the base to get our troops ready. Olivia was nervous, I could see it, but she understood it was long overdue. All we had done since that bastard took over our island was buy time for the inevitable, and this was it. The war was finally upon us. I could only hope we would win. My people did not know I had a new fire, and it was best that way. I wanted them to give their best on the battlefield. While we drove through town, I found the incredible support Paul and I were getting. They were cheering us on with supportive words on their cards. I was overwhelmed by the number of turnouts, even though they believed my mark was no longer active. Some cards read:"You do not need fire to lead us, Alpha; we will follow you to the very end.""We are not afraid of being feral, but we won't bow to a foreign alpha,"
James. Oliva held me on the floor. I could not contain my wolf. I felt a shift coming. I growled and roared, and she hugged me. "You need to calm down, James. Your mark is burning, and you are making me nervous." She said, and I could hear a light sob. "He isn't here with us. It's just me and you, James, please," she said, kissing my neck, then hugged me. "You need to calm down, darling. You need to be calm so we can respond," She said, cupping my face and looking into my eyes. Her eyes were teary. They were filled with tears, but they were hopeful too. Hopeful that I would listen. Hopeful that I would calm down. "Olly," I managed and buried my head on her bosom. She hugged me gently and patted my head. "It's okay," she whispered, and I wrapped my arms around her. She was mine; she had always been mine. How could he say she belonged to him? How dare he? I held on to her, and she let me. I needed to claim and own her again. I wanted to feel her, so I laid her down on the floo
James. The road trip was fun and fulfilling. Things didn't happen as we had hoped, but we were glad to be alive. "You need to change your pep talk, mom. You and Uncle Caleb got me in knots," I said, and everyone laughed, especially my father. "You needed to see them when they were in school. The three of them, Caleb, Kirk and Tia, were inseparable and haven't left their military ways," my father said, and my mother smacked his hand. Watching their love grow, never changing, never fading, ever increasing in intensity, honesty, and reverence for each other was amazing. They genuinely loved each other. I hoped Olivia and I could have that. I felt we were on the right path. We arrived at the base, and I was too eager to see my mate that I left everything to Paul, but Paul declined and told me he wanted to check on Amanda. I suspected something was up between them; maybe her near-death experience had brought things into focus for him. I did not want to jump to conclusions, but I hope