I will be taking a few days break from this book. I hope you are enjoying the story because the events would start unfolding rapidly now. I will resume on the first of November. Thank you for your patience and support.
Olivia Somehow locked in a room in what used to be the Moon Mansion in Eastwood, I believed I would wake up from the nightmare or something would happen to make Caspian cancel the wedding. He came to my room every night, and I rejected him every night. He tried to be forceful sometimes, and there were times he tried to be nice and promised me the world. I had nothing to give him. I had given everything to James, and I kept telling him that my heart would always belong to James. He hated me for it and told me he would claim me after the wedding. Someone entered my room, and to my surprise, it was my mother. "Goddess, Olive, why are you doing this to yourself?" She asked me, and I would have killed her at that moment. "Get out," I told her, and she smiled and knelt by my legs. How could she do this to me? She knew how much I loved James, and she hurt me in the worst way ever by tricking me and giving me to my enemies. They had trailed me and kept an eye on me from the moment I le
James, A month passed, and I learned the wedding was celebrated in grand style. WCTV was forced to broadcast it, and I didn't watch it because I couldn't. I could not believe Olivia would do this to me. She was the only part of my life that made sense, and she chose to betray me in the worst way ever by leaving me for Caspain. I wondered if her survival instinct kicked in or if there was more to it, but I was hurt nonetheless. I felt insulted, betrayed and belittled. Chloe had moved back to the mansion. She stood up for herself for the first time and kicked David out when he returned. Even though it seemed like Olivia was the culprit because she was Caspian's luna, Chloe still believed David was the one that set her up. Emily tried to get back with me, but I couldn't. As hard as it was for me to say, my heart still belonged to Olivia. Paul entered my room without knocking, and I smiled at him. "Still drinking?" He said, and I sat up a bit drunk. "The third shipment of weapon
Olivia, My mother and I were having tea in the lounge. She was the only sane company I had. She spent her time telling me to give Caspian a chance. I already knew it was an act by then, but it still got to me. "He has people in the dungeons underground this estate. I think you should check out his collection. I think he has James' relatives there. Haven't met any of them, but I suspect it," She whispered to me, and I wondered how she came about that information. Of course, we could no longer link each other because of the diamond silver bracelet on my wrist. I hated Caspian. I was worried for my mother. She wasn't a trained military officer, so stealth wasn't among her skills. If she happened upon the place and went inside, there was no way Caspian wouldn't know. I was worried for her. "You shouldn't be snooping about, mother; it isn't safe," I whispered back, and she smiled at me to keep up appearances. "Were you able to reach him?" I asked her, and she knew I was talking abo
James, The new resolve I had was incredible. I did not feel useless anymore. I did not know how much I loved Olivia until now. Nothing felt good. Having her with me really helped when the problems started. I was desperate and impatient; I wanted her back. I was also ashamed of my behaviour. The girl's only crime was that she loved deeply. I remember how she looked at the holiday house the last time I saw her and the horrible things I said to her. She was crying, and I was too stupid to know it was difficult for her. She must be lost living in that mansion with Caspian. I could only imagine what he had done to her, but I was now focused. I hoped it wasn't too late. For the first time in six weeks, I decided to go to the office. I was geared up for the future. I had too much to fight for. Olivia, my parents and my island. I wasn't the alpha for nothing. I intended to risk everything, including my crucial mark, to get everything back into order. I arrived at the office, and Dwa
*Warning Torture* Olivia. After Beta Caleb and his friends left, I returned to my room. I knew I should run away, but I knew I couldn't get far. Sitting in the room was stupid, but I had no choice. My heart was beating fast. I knew my scent was in the dungeon. There was no way I could deny it. I looked at the bracelet that hindered me from getting a fighting chance and cried. What if James is still mad at me and doesn't try to help me? The only support I had was my mother. I did not know what my father had done to her. One thing I knew was that he would try to recoup all the money he lost because she ran away, and it was a lot of money. I felt alone. I did not know what to do. I knew Caspian would injure me significantly for what I had done. I had just released one of his leverages. He might say he cared about me, but he had beaten me countless times for it to be true. I doubt this will be different, but I had no choice but to sit and wait for it. The worst that would hap
OliviaI fell asleep strung up. I welcomed the sleep because it made the pain stop.I woke up to the sound of moving chains. I was in pain and saw Caspian removing the chains he bound me with. He pulled the clothing that was over my mouth.Releasing my hand from the bars, he carried me out of the room to the bedroom. He did not speak a word to me. I preferred it that way. I did not want to hear what he had to say. The fact that he had not killed me yet meant he wasn't planning to.He went into the bathroom and spent some time there. Because I still had that bracelet on my wrist, my healing was slow, but it sped up faster than when I had the silver chains and bounds on.Caspian returned to the room and carried me to the bathroom.He had run some water, and I dreaded if salts were in it because of my wounds.He placed me in the water, and I screamed from the pain."Shhh," He said, patting my hair gently."You broke my heart, Olivia.." he said, looking at me."Why couldn't you just g
*warning, there is reference to mental and physical abuse.* Olivia.My mother attended to my wounds and helped me get off the bed. Caspian did not return until the afternoon. He seemed happy, and I did not want to know why. Whatever brought a smile to his face was doom to someone else."I see you have seen your mother," he said, and I immediately bowed. I did not want to talk to him."Excuse us, Guenevere," He said, and my mother became scared and went on her knees."Please do not punish my baby any more than you already have. I am begging you," She cried in fear, and he seemed irritated by her actions."I do not like the fact you are making me out to be a monster. I am nothing like your husband. I just want time alone with my wife. Leave," He told my mother using his command, and she scrambled to her feet and reluctantly left.I knew how the command was. James had used it on me once. Remembering the scenario brought tears to my eyes.Caspian came to sit beside me and lifted my chin
James.I got dressed in the morning, eager to go to Eastwood for the exchange. I was nervous and hopeful that the exchange would work out fine. I prayed that Caspian wouldn't double-cross me and there would be no incident. I couldn't wait to hold Olivia in my arms and beg for her forgiveness. I could not wait to tell my parents how disappointed I was in them. They were the biggest leverage Caspian had, all because they had thrown caution to the wind and went to battle without my knowledge and permission. They might be strong, intelligent and brave, but I was now their alpha. They disregarded me entirely and put the entire island in jeopardy.I will speak my mind and then hug them so tightly that I will never let them out of my sight again. I have been scarred that badly.I wore a simple t-shirt and jeans and stepped out of my room. To my surprise, Chloe, Paul and Tristan were in the hallway, all dressed and ready."What do you think you are doing?" I asked them and Tristan smiled
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