Olive's POVâGrandma. You gave my name âOliveâ, right? Why did you choose Olive?â âBecause the word âOliveâ is another way to love someone without having to say love.ââReally? Then, if I want to say I love you too Grandma, I can just tell you âOlive youâ?â âOh my silly pumpkin. Who taught you to be this adorable? Of course, dear.ââOlive you, Grandma. Thank you for giving me the sweetest name.â âOlive you too, baby. I pray to the Goddess Moon to give you a life apparent to your name.â Notwithstanding being a half-breed, my grandma treated me like the most wonderful person ever. For that, I had promised to live up to the name she bestowed on me. But one day, the name I have been treasuring ages ago vanished. Four digits replaced the meaningful âOliveâ, only to remind me of the crime I witnessed that rainy night.â0315! Are you listening?!âPhysically incapable, I looked at the maid who called me with the inmate number, showcasing my position as Veraâs murderer.Absolutely grimace,
Aaron's POVâTake off your clothes.âHer widened eyes showcased perplexity at my request. When I saw that reaction, and the way her snow-like skin blushed like a ripened tomato, there was a turmoil inside of me.I could not help but watch how her brown hair fell beautifully despite getting tousled. Her green eyes, round shape, and downturned corners evoked a strong sense of gentleness, and they complement her glass skin.Her appearance, and small stature â she barely reached my chin â made her look more ethereal than anyone I laid my eyes on. And her strong odor, f*ck, it was like a mixture of nectarines, freesia, and roses. I had never smelled anything like this before, and I was entranced.My wolf, Zack, was so excited that he kept on urging me to pull her closer and kiss her right away.âI canât resist her smell, Aaron. Go and get her!â Damn it. What a great irony that the Alpha Lycanâs partner was his girlfriendâs murderer!âShut the f*ck up, Zack. You know how much I detest thi
Aaronâs POVâ0315!âAs I called out the name of my prisoner, an eerie silence permeated the room, causing a growing sense of unease within me.My wolf, Zack, intuitively picked up on my agitation as he grew anxious deep in me. Despite my attempts to stay rational and composed, my body betrayed me, and I found myself impulsively rushing towards the bathroom door to investigate the unsettling silence.It was then that I realized why my mateâs scent got weaker. 0315 was lying on the ground and was unconscious. She didnât even finish wearing the clothes I prepared for her to wear. Holding the shirt with one hand, sheâs lying on cold ceramic tiles with only her brassier and undergarment.I shouldnât feel empathy towards my girlfriendâs murderer. But when I saw that delicate woman looking so weak, I let out a massive roar with my Alpha voice.I rushed over and quickly held her in my arms. She felt like she would snap like a twig if I were careless.âAngelica! Angelica!âUpon my summons, the
Griffinâs POVI am a General Surgeon who has been practicing medicine for 7 years, and high rated in 37 conditions. My top areas of expertise are Pancreatic Cancer, Familiar Pancreatic Cancer, Pheochromocytoma, and Splenectomy. I chose this path and even studied abroad to fulfill my promise to a friend.âI will be the best Packâs Doctor so I can treat my friendâs Grandmother.â Therefore, I planned to search for my friend and visit her soon as I returned to my country and went home. However, I received an urgent call from Alpha Lycanâs castle.[âWe need the best Packâs doctor to treat the Lycanâs prisoner! Come quick!â]The Packâs hospital recommended I take over the situation as they believed I could satisfy the Alphaâs needs. The other doctors told me I should be careful dealing with the Alpha because heâs not in the right state.The Lycanâs Alphaâs girlfriend died recently together with their unborn baby. Alpha Aaron was holding his prisoner in his castle, and it was said that he t
Aaronâs POVThe opulent beam of moonlight cascaded through the ajar window of the guest chamber. I stood by the window, enraptured by the full moon's radiance, reminiscing about the nights I spent admiring the celestial splendor with my beloved Vera.Wasnât it three months ago?We ventured into the guest room and spent a pleasurable night together. After that, we stood beside the window and discussed our dream future.âIt was three months ago. And Vera was three months pregnant when she died,â I said to myself before grinding my teeth in madness and pain.Reflecting on the tragic event, my heart ached with empathy for Vera and her loved ones. Vera's life was cut short three months ago, and she was three months pregnant at the time. The thought of her untimely passing filled me with a deep sense of sorrow and anguish. And yet, I wanted to remember all the memories I have with her to remind myself whom I should seek revenge for. But then, I couldnât stop thinking about my prisoner, 0315
Griffinâs POVThe resplendent rays of the sun danced off the window, casting a luminous glow throughout the room. My gaze fell upon Olive, who lays in a peaceful slumber upon the opulent bed. Her once feverish state had subsided, and her complexion was now calm and serene.âThank the Goddess, youâre finally okay,â I said as I sat on the bed beside her.I stared at her face, which seemed like a work of art made by the Goddess of the Moon. I knew she was already cute when we were just kids, but calling her âbeautifulâ right now was an understatement.Every curve from brow to ankle was precisely to match my dream desire. Even her gentle expression while sleeping tugged another string in my heart. Watching her punched the mute button on my thoughts, and any words to say flew from my mind. I could only gawk at her, rapt and speechless.âWhy did you grow up so gorgeous, Olive?âLooking at her, I felt an overwhelming urge to reach out and touch her cheek. But then I remembered that Olive was
Oliveâs POVAs I stood in my grandmasâ garden, a young boy approached me holding a precious little white rabbit.âOlive! Olive! Look at this! I brought a rabbit! Isnât it cute?âMy heart melted at the sight of the charming creature, and I couldn't help but express my admiration. "Oh my, how absolutely adorable!" I exclaimed with genuine delight.âI wish I could take this fluffy little bunny home with me,â the boy said.He pouted his cheeks, and as I observed him, he appeared to resemble a squirrely hastily collecting and storing nuts into his cheeks. I took the rabbit from his grasp and inquired, âThen why donât you take it back home?âHe responded, âI canât. My father prohibited me from bringing pets into our residence. He said I am a predator and should not show mercy toward prey.â"Hey, remember when we first met? You were crying while holding an injured bird in your hand and trying to help it fly again. Ever since we met, I have seen you as someone who cannot hurt anyone or anythi
Aaron's POVIt has been forty-eight hours since 0315 has remained unconscious.I proceeded to my quarters to ascertain her condition, but upon approaching the door, I detected commotion emanating from within. Subsequently, I heard footsteps coming to the entrance, leading me to surmise that my captive had regained consciousness. In anticipation of this, I opened the door and apprehended her in the act of attempting to flee."Oh!" she gasped, her eyes getting bigger while looking at me.I was also shocked to see her up and with the vigor to stand up and shout. Nevertheless, I maintained a composed demeanor, crossing my arms and arching my eyebrows."Where do you think you're off to, 0315?" I inquired. "Were you on your way to escape my castle?"She shook her head and responded vexingly, "No, I had no intention of escaping. It's just that... I am uncertain of how I arrived in this unfamiliar location. I feared that I had made an error entering this room."If there was someone who made a
Oliveâs POV The night of the mating ceremony. Veraâs death. Being Aaronâs prisoner. Suffering in his castle. Finding out Vincentâs betrayal. Losing my Grandmother. Loving Aaron. Marrying him. My lost memories. Being fooled by Griffin. Finding out my memories. And marrying Aaron again. Years have passed since my life took a complete 180-degree turn, transitioning from a captive to becoming the beloved of my redemption. As I reflected on that chapter of my life, a wave of emotions washed over me. âMum! Come and see! I found the most beautiful caterpillar!â I shift my gaze towards the source of the voice, spotting an adorable little boy sprinting towards me. With his jet-black hair, round eyes, rosy cheeks, and vibrant red lips, itâs evident that he takes after his father, Aaron, the Alpha Lycan of the Silver Moon Pack. This charming child is none other than Arve, my firstborn. âOh my, Arve, that looks absolutely adorable,â I exclaimed, unable to contain my laughter. âBut
Oliveâs POV âAaron is fine,â Griffin shared the good news. Hearing that, my knees gave in, and I fell, sitting on the bench near Aaronâs hospital room. Anna sat beside me and patted my back. Meanwhile, Asmund asked Griffin, âWas he really poisoned?â I looked up at Griffin and listened to his answer. âYes. It seemed he took the poison before the fight. Fortunately, he was strong. If he had been a little bit late, the poison might have taken his life. AndâŚâ Griffin couldnât continue his words as Asmund grabbed his collar. âYOU SH*T. ARE YOU F*CKING SURE THAT YOU WERENâT INTO IT? You were so desperate to win this fight and steal Olive once again. I wouldnât doubt that you planned this with the Elders.â However, Anna disagreed, âI donât think so.â Everyoneâs gazes turned to Anna. She stood up and explained, âLook at him right now, Asmund.â Asmund let go of Griffinâs collar and observed his situation. He was wounded, and some parts of his body were bleeding. âHe wasnât
Oliveâs POV In my room, I paced back and forth, anxiously waiting for news of the battle. It seemed like neither side had suffered any casualties yet. I pondered, âWhat should I do to put an end to this fight?â As I thought deeper, an idea struck me - I could hurt myself. âIf I pretend to be injured, maybe they will stop fighting,â I mused. I scanned my room for something I could use, but the servants had removed all sharp objects after I had used a vase to harm myself. âMaybe I can break a hanger and use it,â I thought, quickly opening a cabinet. Without wasting a moment, I swiftly opened a cabinet, aware that time was of the essence. As I scanned the contents of the cabinet, my attention was drawn to a mysterious box nestled inside. Curiosity piqued, I couldnât help but wonder what purpose the box served. Acting on instinct, I reached out and slowly opened it, revealing a torn white dress that had been meticulously sewn. My mind raced as I recognized the dress. âThis isâŚâ S
Third Personâs POV âWolf out, and letâs have a real fight,â Griffin said as he wiped the blood on his lips. âWe canât just play around. You knew why I came here, and that is to steal your wife again.â Aaronâs smile faded, and he took a shallow breath, meeting Griffinâs gaze with an impassive silence. âIâll snatch Olive away from you,â Griffin persisted. In an instant, Aaronâs killer instinct kicked in, evident to everyone around him. His gaze transformed, no longer gentle but filled with a fiery determination. His bride. His woman. His chosen mate. As Griffin threatened to steal Olive once again, Aaronâs wolf emerged, his deep blue eyes devoid of mercy. Griffin already knew what was coming next. He swiftly shifted into his wolf form, and in an instant, a massive black wolf stood before him. Everyoneâs eyes widened as they felt a sense of fear wash over them upon seeing the magnificent black wolf. Beta Xyrus, Griffinâs father, witnessed the transformation of the Alpha Lycan
Oliveâs POV Days went by, and the anticipated showdown between Griffin and Aaron finally arrived. The clash was set to take place in the training hall of Aaronâs castle, a grand venue capable of accommodating a vast number of spectators. Even from the confines of my room, the resounding cheers of the eager crowd reached my ears, signaling the imminent commencement of the battle. However, amidst the excitement, I found myself overwhelmed with a sense of despair. âI couldnât prevent this,â I whispered softly, my hands tightly clenched in my lap. Deep down, I dreaded the thought of Griffin meeting his demise at the hands of Aaron, the very person I had grown to love despite the absence of my memories. Determined to take action before it was too late, I made my way to Griffinâs clinic prior to the commencement of the fight. âGriffin?â I called out. As I entered the room, my eyes met Griffinâs figure standing by the window. He turned towards me, a warm smile gracing his face. âHell
Oliveâs POVAaronâs insistence made me feel uneasy about suddenly wearing a wedding dress. However, I reluctantly agreed and put on the stunning white gown. As the serving lady pulled back the curtain, I prepared myself for Aaronâs reaction.His eyes widened at first, but then a gentle smile spread across his face. âYou look beautiful in it, my dear wife,â he said.Blushing, I couldnât meet his gaze and felt the warmth on my cheeks.âIt looks great on her, Sir Aaron,â the serving lady remarked. âAlthough, weâll have to make some alterations to the dress. Itâs a tad too large for her.ââReally?â Aaron responded.I interjected, âHmm, thereâs no need to adjust it for my size. I donât even plan on...â...wearing it. Thatâs what I wanted to say. However, Aaron interrupted me and suggested, âThen, letâs change the size. We might find a use for it in the future.âI have to despise the idea of marrying him again, but I couldnât say anything in response.âIâll go check the measurements. Could
Oliveâs POV Ever since my encounter with Aaron in the training hall, we have not met for a few more days. I heard he was busy training, and he didnât want anyone to bother him. But all of a sudden, I was told that Aaron wanted to hang out with me outside the castle. Thatâs how I found myself sitting in the back seat of the car, with Aaron sitting beside me. Sitting in the back seat, I looked outside the window of the car. The sight outside looked wide and free. âDonât even think of escaping, Olive,â Aaron said. I turned my head to him and caught him looking at me. âI know what youâre thinking right now,â he murmured, staring at the same window I was looking before. âHow wide and free it was outside my castle. However, I wonât let you go.â Suddenly, I felt his hand holding mine. âJust wait until I win the fight. Then, I will show you the whole world. For now, stay with me and me alone,â he whispered, intertwining his fingers around mine. Oddly, even when he clearly told me t
Griffinâs POV Upon standing in front of my father, I was met with an intense slap that sent me staggering backward. The force of the blow was so powerful that it left me momentarily disoriented. âWhat were you thinking?â my father shouted, his voice filled with anger and disappointment. I lowered my head, silently listening to his words. âOur ancestor vowed to stay loyal to Aaronâs bloodline! I protected our family by bowing my head under their family! Why do you have to do this? Why did you challenge Aaron for a duel?!â âYou donât have to worry, Father,â I said, wiping the blood that smeared on my lips. I looked at him and said, âI made an additional deal with Lycan Aaron. My sin is my sin alone. My family wonât be punished along with me. AndâŚâ But before I could finish my sentence, my father forcefully grabbed my collar and pulled me closer, cutting off my words. âYou fool! Do you think I was only worried about our family? I am⌠also worried about you!â father shouted. My ey
Oliveâs POV I hardly got any rest. The news about Griffin and Aaronâs impending fight had been revealed, and it appeared that there was no way to call it off. The fear of one of them losing their life weighed heavily on my mind, making it impossible for me to find sleep. The following day, I felt incredibly unsettled and exhausted. I spent the entire day anxiously waiting for Aaron to return from work, desperately hoping that I could somehow persuade him otherwise. However, upon visiting his room, I discovered that he was nowhere to be found. âAre you looking for Lycan Aaron?â the head maid, who saw me leaving Aaronâs room, asked. âYes, I was looking for him. Do you happen to know where he is?â I replied. âLycan Aaron went to the training room of this castle.â âHeâs already home? Since when?â âAlmost three hours ago, Luna Olive.â He had been in the castle three hours ago, yet he didnât make an effort to see me. âThat means Aaron was avoiding me.â Was it because he knew I wou