Olive’s POV Aaron.That name has been haunting my thoughts ever since Griffin mentioned it to me. “He claimed that Aaron is my destined partner.” Isn’t discovering one’s mate the most significant moment for a werewolf? “But I am a half-breed.” I have always questioned why someone like me, who appears to have reached adulthood, still hasn’t awakened my inner wolf. It was only when Griffin revealed that I am a half-breed that I finally comprehended the uniqueness within my own body.“And yet, even if I am a half-breed, the Goddess of the Moon gave me a strong Alpha Lycan as my mate.” I will be attracted to my mate’s scent and body. However, I have to remind myself that it is not because of love. “I must hate him,” I said to myself. After hearing Griffin’s account of Aaron’s ruthless behavior as an Alpha Lycan, it’s only natural for me to harbor feelings of animosity toward him.“Sure. It was my fault that I took the blame, and I understand why he made my life a living hell, but
Olive’s POV “No! Please! Don’t touch me!” I begged. The man, gripping both of my hands tightly, leaned in close and whispered in my ear, “Your scent is impossible to ignore. It’s best to surrender and enjoy yourself with us.” He playfully stuck out his tongue and sensually licked my ear, causing an involuntary moan to escape my lips. “A-Ahhh...” I managed to utter in a trembling voice. “Undress her,” he commanded. As they gently laid me down on the grass, a sense of impending danger surged within me, pounding relentlessly against my rib cage. I was well aware of the imminent threat, but my strength was insufficient to fend them off. “Don’t touch me! Please! Someone help me!” I felt a sharp tug on my clothes, and before I knew it, they were ripped apart. The other person leaned in and kissed my lips, but I pursed them closed, and tears streamed down my face. “Hmm!” “Stop fighting,” a voice growled. “N-No!” I tried to wiggle free, but someone held my legs down. Suddenly, I fel
Asmund’s POV Anna, my dear friend and a female-wolf from the Red Light Pack, graciously offered to drive me back to the desolate road where she had spotted Olive. This road, rarely traversed by drivers, served as a connection to the distant lands of other Packs. As we approached the location, Anna informed me “She said that she needed to go back to where I picked her up. So, my guess is that she already came back here." She then skillfully parked the car on the side of the road, bringing it to a halt. Feeling a surge of anticipation, I swiftly unbuckled my seatbelt, opened the car door, and eagerly stepped out onto the empty road. Squinting my eyes, I aimed to enhance my visual perception and scanned the surroundings, hoping to catch any sign of Olive's presence. The road's edge leads to a dense forest, where the only source of illumination is the gentle glow of the moonlight. Doubt began to creep into my mind. “It’s weird that a beautiful woman like here is living all alone
Olive’s POV As I regained consciousness, I found myself in a room engulfed in a captivating aroma that left me feeling lightheaded. Surprisingly, I couldn't muster any dislike towards it. The ceiling and the decorations above appeared unfamiliar to me, yet my body was inexplicably drawn to them. I blinked my eyes slowly, attempting to shake off the remnants of deep sleep when I heard a voice urgently calling out my name. "Olive! Olive! Can you hear me? Hey!" What an obnoxiously loud voice, I thought to myself, feeling a tinge of irritation. Letting out a sigh, I shifted my gaze towards the man who had approached my bedside. He was undeniably attractive, but his presence somehow managed to annoy me. However, this dislike didn't stem from the depths of my heart. “Are you feeling alright?” he asked. He raised his hand and displayed two fingers. “How many fingers do I have?” Two. The answer was so easy that I didn’t bother answering the question out loud. Instead, I faced him d
Olive’s POV "Please, Aaron, let me go!" I pleaded desperately as he forcefully pulled me along, ignoring my pleas and refusing to meet my gaze. With unwavering determination, he continued to lead me toward an unknown destination that existed solely within his own mind. I reluctantly followed him, feeling utterly helpless against his strength as a formidable Lycan. My eyes fixated on the hand that tightly grasped my wrist despite his anger at my attempted escape. Surprisingly, his grip was surprisingly gentle, as if he was doing his utmost to avoid causing me harm. This contradiction left me utterly bewildered. As Aaron and I passed by the maids, they wisely chose not to impede our path, fully aware of the futility of intervening. Eventually, we arrived at a small, dimly lit room shrouded in darkness. Upon entering the room, an inexplicable sensation of unease washed over me, causing my heart to race. Aaron guided me to the center of the dimly lit space, where a faint moonlight se
Olive’s POV His had slipped up to grip the back of my neck. My eyes flew open as Aaron kissed me! As our lips made contact, I shuddered. The moment I thought about drawing back, Aaron pounced. “Hmm!” I struck his chest, but Aaron only pressed further, stroking his tongue into my mouth. His tongue slid over my teeth, caressing my palate so skillfully that it felt as if he had kissed me a thousand times before. It kindled a strange warmth in my lower belly. ‘A warmth etched from deep within. And I felt no revulsion at this man’s touch.’ Was it really all because of the bond we shared as each other’s mates? “Ahh….Aaron…” I let out a soft moan, my voice filled with desire, as Aaron’s arms enveloped me against the wall. Without a moment to protest, he pressed his lips against mine in a deep, passionate kiss. His hand firmly held my waist while the other gently cradled the back of my neck. The intensity of the moment sent waves of heat coursing through my body. I could feel the fl
Olive’s POV After Aaron left me in that dark room, I was escorted by the head maid of the castle, Janella, to a different room. This new room was a stark contrast to the previous one. It was spacious, cozy, and aesthetically pleasing. As I took in my surroundings, I noticed a faint scent that was familiar to me. It was as if I had lived in this room before. Questions flooded my mind. Had I stayed here in the past? Why was I being given such a beautiful room when I was Aaron's prisoner? Could it be that he had allowed me to use it after discovering that I was his mate? As I pondered these thoughts, the head maid called out my name, "Luna Olive." The sound of my new name caused me to frown. I was still not accustomed to being called Luna. Even so, I replied to her, “What is it?” “I have prepared the bathtub with warm water. You can take a bath now,” Janella said. As she observed me from head to toe, it dawned on me that I probably smelled due to the encounter with the rogues who
Olive’s POV I woke up the following day, and I found myself still in the castle of Lycan’s Aaron. ‘So, it wasn’t a dream.’ It was not a dream when I met him outside the cabin when I encountered three rogues and when he brought me here to his castle. “They weren’t nightmares,” I mumbled, sitting up. Chirp. Chirp. My attention was caught by the sweet melodies of birds. I looked out the window and saw the beautiful sight of the blue sky. This room has an amazing view. “And I stayed in this room in the past?” I asked myself. It was annoying that I always saw evidence that Aaron wasn’t bad to me in the past. “Haa. It is difficult to force yourself to hate someone rather than force yourself to love someone.” Brrr… Hah. I laughed. I couldn’t believe my stomach growled at the time I was in deep thought. “Well, I tired myself last night because I kept on running. That’s why I am so hungry right now.” Should I go out and ask a maid if there’s any food to eat? Just wh