Olive’s POV Aaron cautioned me to steer clear of his sibling, and I was inclined to heed his advice. Regrettably, Asmund resorted to taking the half-breed Omega maid as a captive simply because he could not kill me then. ‘I don’t want someone to die because of me.’ And that’s why I ended up in his room, cleaning. His room's state was free of clutter or mess. However, despite this evidence, he persisted that the room was in disarray and filth. “Oops, I dropped my coffee,” said Asmund, who intentionally dropped the cup on the floor. “What to do? You should clean this as well.” I realised that his room wasn’t dirty, but he would make it dirty purposely so he could tire me out. ‘I would rather harvest tomatoes under the scorching sun than accompany this rude man.’ If Aaron were evil, this guy would go above evil. Krk! Just when I finished cleaning the coffee, he spilt on the floor; Asmund broke a vase. “Why am I so clumsy today? Look, I broke another thing again.” He grinned
Olive’s POV Upon departing from Asmund's quarters, I was consumed with a potent mixture of frustration and bewilderment. With a scowl, I cast a final glance toward his room before striding away. “I know he wanted to torment me, but that’s too much,” I complained while walking to the castle hallway with nowhere to go. Clearly, Asmund has no intention of making me his lover, nor is he really infatuated with me. “Does he really think I’ll fall for his trap if he uses his face?” I stopped walking and recalled last night’s event with Lycan Aaron. ‘Asmund’s seduction did not work. But what about Aaron?’ I deeply regret my actions and feel ashamed for telling Asmund that I would remain loyal to my boyfriend Vincent when I allowed Aaron to kiss me and even go beyond just a touch. Although I did not engage in impure behavior, I am troubled by how my body responded to Aaron. ‘Even when I first saw him in the mating ceremony, I was already attracted to him, although he has a girlfriend.
Olive’s POVWithout warning, Angelica lashed out with a swift kick to my shin. The impact was sharp and painful, sending a jolt of agony through my body.Thwack! Bam!"Who the hell do you think you are? Did you really believe you could just waltz in and take everything yourself? How dare you steal the man I've been eyeing!”“A-Angelica, please stop it.”As I extended my hand towards the rear of her skirt, a sudden force propelled me downwards, causing me to land on the ground with my arms restrained behind my back.“Ahhh!”"Keep your filthy hands off me, you wretched killer!"She hurled a random punch on my shoulder, and my whole body felt sore; my skin felt like it was being poked with needles.Thwack!“Ptoo!”Spitting.“B*tch! You irritate me!”Angelica spat sideways as she cast a disdainful glance in my direction.Her eyes, cold and unfeeling, bore me with heartless intensity.I had always been unlucky regarding Angelica, and this time was no exception. The beating I received at he
Olive’s POV I should have suspected Asmund when he saved me from Angelica and pulled me. Among all the places he could bring me, he shoved me in front of Lycan Aaron and his guests! Right now, my body is a canvas of pain adorned with bruises, wounds, and blood. Asmund shoved me, and I fell to my knees, my hands and knees pressing into the unforgiving ground. My gaze was fixed on the glossy tiles beneath me, watching as my blood dripped down in a macabre dance. The weight of my injuries was too much to bear, and I couldn't lift my head. My heart pounded in my chest, threatening to burst through my ribcage. Upon seeing me, I was unsure of the reactions of Lycan Aaron and the other guests. My nerves were too frayed to muster the courage to look up and gauge their responses. Instead, I kept my head lowered. "I happened to overhear the conversation earlier," Asmund declared with a hint of superiority. "This so-called Doctor had the audacity to request my brother's permission to work i
Olive’s POV After returning to my cramped room, or should I call “My little Jail,” I found myself in Dr. Griffin's company, diligently tending to my injuries with the utmost care. At present, he was delicately applying betadine to the scratches on my hand, his skilled hands moving with precision and expertise. As I sat across from him, I observed his striking features. Dr. Griffin's thick, expressive brows framed his piercing gray eyes, further accentuated by his fluttering long lashes. His straight, regal nose added to his overall air of sophistication, while his fair complexion only enhanced his already impressive appearance. At that moment, I couldn't help but compare him to the most handsome man I had ever laid eyes on - Aaron. However, upon seeing Dr. Griffin, I realized that Aaron had finally met his match in terms of sheer physical attractiveness. Not only that… ‘He resembles Greypi a lot upon much closer.’ While carefully aiding me with betadine and cotton buds, Dr. G
Olive’s POV“Doctor!”I gasped when something tickly and wet touched the wound on my hand and started to rub. My heart was beating so fast as I looked at Dr. Griffin, who was licking my palm. It was an attack I did not expect to receive.And just when I was about to pull my hand from his grip, I noticed that the bitter pain in my hand ceased, and the blood flow had stopped.Red blood was smeared on Dr. Griffin’s clenched lips. I got goosebumps.It was so strange that he did not look uncomfortable even after licking me. Holding my hand tightly, Dr. Griffin smiled.“You have been cured,” he said.When I looked at my hand, the wound really was healed.“W-What was that?” I asked while the heat on the back of my neck was sizzling. I struggled to suppress the heat from going up to my cheeks.“It was one of my specialties as a doctor,” he said.I tried to hide my hand behind my back but was caught up in his swift movements.“Wait. I have to clean it,” he mumbled before taking a clean cloth a
Asmund’s POV The doctor's arrogance was truly appalling! How could he have the audacity to act so fearless in front of my brother? After all, he's nothing more than a Beta's son and a mere doctor! Initially, I was vehemently against Lycan Aaron accepting him and allowing him to work in our mansion. However, when I stumbled upon 0315, who was covered in wounds and blood, my first instinct was to keep the doctor and have him treat her immediately. Why did I do that? Did I feel pity for Vera’s murderer? I approached my brother's office and overheard a conversation between him and Angelica. The door was slightly ajar, and I could see that Angelica was on her knees while my brother stood before her. "L-Lycan Aaron. It was her own doing! 0315 committed an offense that warranted punishment." "And what was this offense?” "She spoke ill of Vera!" My brows frowned when I heard Angelica’s answer. She twisted the story. The prisoner did not say anything about Vera! "Whenever I see that
Aaron’s POVVera’s grandmother, Abuela, demanded to go back to my castle and return to her work as the gardener. Vera doesn’t want to see her grandmother working because she’s old. However, it was obvious why Abuela demanded to return to work despite her age.[“Please, Lycan Aaron. Let me work as your gardener again. And give me my granddaughter’s murderer. Let her assist me with my work.”]I allowed Abuela to take 0315 under her. She has the right to punish my prisoner because the criminal took her granddaughter's life.‘You punished her enough, Aaron. Just how much do you want to torment your mate?’ Zack was whimpering again, demanding me to go and check whether my prisoner was having a difficult time.I stayed silent and did not rebuke Zack, which I always did before. Then, I exited the castle and secretly investigated the garden from afar.As I gazed from afar, I saw 0315, who was huffing and puffing while wiping the beads of sweat off her forehead. She was toiling away under the