Olive’s POV "Join our Pack. Leave Aaron's castle behind. And come live with me." Griffin's proposition was hanging there, tempting me to leave behind the confines of Aaron's castle and start a new life by his side. The idea of joining Lycan Aaron's Pack while breaking free from his control stirred a whirlwind of thoughts within me. I pondered over the idea. Instead of living as a lone wolf, wouldn't it be beneficial to join their Pack? "Aaron still holds the title of Alpha, and we must follow his lead," Griffin explained further. "However, you no longer have to remain in his castle and serve as his maid. You're free now, Olive. You can choose your own path. Consider your goals, your dreams, anything that will bring you happiness." My dream was to marry Vincent, become his Luna, and care for the Star Moon Pack and my grandmother. But those dreams were shattered. I sought revenge against Vincent, and now I feel lost. Where do I begin from here? What kind of dream should I pursue?
Aaron’s POV In my office, I couldn’t wash away in my mind the kiss I shared with Olive. It was intense and heartfelt. I was convinced that nothing could stand in the way of taking things further. However, Olive pushed me away and told me to back off. It was crystal clear - she despised me. Considering she's my partner, she probably enjoyed the kiss, even though she hasn't fully embraced her wolf yet. But if she went as far as pushing me away, it meant she truly loathed me. And who could blame her? I'm the one who brought her here against her will. I made her suffer. It's no wonder Olive wants to escape from me. But I can't help but desire her. Especially now that I've come to terms with my feelings. I love her, and I'm willing to do whatever it takes, in the name of my wolf, to keep her by my side until the very end. ‘I don’t want to lose her.’ "But what if she asked me to set her free?" I pondered. Not long after, my wolf, Zack, responded, "No way. Even if she expressed a des
Olive’s POV "I will go live with Dr. Griffin.” As I spilled out my intricate plan to Lycan Aaron, a flicker of darkness danced in his eyes, a mysterious expression that I couldn't quite figure out. It seemed like a stormy rage was brewing inside him, but it wasn't aimed at me, but rather at the person I had mentioned. A tense atmosphere filled his office, the heat rising with each passing moment. Even though he was in his human form, his powerful presence surrounded me, leaving me feeling exposed and vulnerable. Did my plea for freedom ignite his anger? I was about to explain myself further, hoping to calm his fury, when a loud knock echoed through the door, breaking the silence. "It's me! Helen!" a familiar voice called out. My eyebrows furrowed upon hearing that Vincent's mate, Helen, had come to meet with Lycan Aaron. A sense of unease settled within me, casting a shadow over my already troubled thoughts. "Come in," Lycan Aaron allowed Helen to enter, completely disregarding
Griffin’s POV I was so incredibly happy when Olive agreed to come and live with me. We're going to be together from now on. Maybe Olive doesn't feel the same way about me yet, but I'm determined to win her heart during the time we spend together. We're going to be a family and enjoy the rest of our peaceful days together. I had already envisioned our future as I prepared to leave Aaron's castle with him. However, my gut twisted when I heard a knock at the door. "Dr. Griffin! Abuela has lost consciousness!" a maid rushed in to inform me that the old woman, who had always mistreated Olive, was sick. I had a sinking feeling about this, but I knew it was my duty as a doctor to help others, even if I despised Abuela for how she treated Olive. So, I reluctantly tended to Abuela and gave her the necessary medication to survive. Inside the clinic, Olive sat by Abuela's bedside, watching her sleep. I stood behind her, observing Olive's apologetic expression as she looked at the old woman.
Third Person’s POV Aaron pulled Olive closer, his hands gripping her waist as he locked his lips with hers. The sensation sent a shiver down her spine, her heart pounding in her chest. As he sucked gently on her upper lip, a flood of memories washed over Olive, reminding her of the words she had heard moments before. “I love you.” The voice echoed in her mind, each syllable resonating deep within her. Goosebumps prickled her skin, a mix of fear and excitement coursing through her veins. Part of her wanted to flee from Aaron, to escape the overwhelming emotions that threatened to consume her. But as he extended his tongue and pressed it against the seam of her lips, all rational thought fled from her mind. The touch of his tongue against hers was electrifying, sending waves of pleasure through her body. It was as if the world she had known shattered into a million pieces, and in its place, a new reality emerged. The Lycan before her, the one she had been warned about, loved her.
Warning: Rated 18 scene. Read at your own risk. It took her forever, but Olive was finally thrilled to discover her true feelings for Aaron. "I love you, Lycan Aaron," Olive declared. Those words struck a chord in Aaron's heart. His inner wolf was ecstatic, jumping for joy. She actually loved him! Despite their complicated past, his mate had just confessed her love for him. Aaron couldn't even begin to list all the things he had done for her in his thoughts and dreams during those long days. Even if he tried to recall just a few, he worried it wouldn't be enough. But now, he couldn't contain himself any longer. Not when Olive had come forward and professed her love for him. "Me too," Aaron responded. "I love you so much, Olive." He gently pulled down the shoulder of Olive's dress, sitting up as he began to unbutton his shirt one by one. The well-defined abs peeked through the gaps in his shirt, perfectly positioned. When Olive saw his figure, she had no choice but to swallow he
Warning: Rated 18. Read at your own risk. ** ** Aaron sensually stroked his throbbing manhood against Olive's glistening pool of desire, nestled between her quivering thighs. The sight of her gyrating hips with each touch was an intoxicating delight. His mind raced with thoughts of how to intensify her reactions even further. Driven by his insatiable desire, Aaron plunged his engorged glans into the tight, velvety crevice. Though he only penetrated slightly, the exquisite sensation caused Olive's forehead to crease with a myriad of pleasurable wrinkles. "Ahh!" Olive cried out, a mixture of pain and pleasure escaping her lips. Tears welled up in the corners of her eyes, not from the agony, but from the overwhelming intensity of the moment. Aaron, consumed by his love for her, tenderly caressed her, determined to minimize any discomfort. Leaning in, he passionately kissed her lips, seeking solace in their connection. Despite the intrusion that caused her pain, Olive responded eage
Warning: Rated +18. Read at your own risk. Aaron pressed his glance again to the tiny hole between her legs. “Ahhh,” Olive let out a soft moan as her trembling hands clutched onto a nearby pillow. Her body arched, her mouth twisted in pleasure, and her very core quivered. Overwhelmed by the intensity, tears streamed down her face - she had reached the peak of ecstasy with an insertion. With a strong grip on her hand, Aaron pressed down on her back, lifting her up once again. Thud. Thud. Thud. Thud. With each collision of their bodies, juices overflowed, leaving traces of their love's essence. He had gone deeper than ever before, exploring uncharted territories within her. The sensation of his manhood being enveloped in places it had never touched before only heightened his arousal. "This is too deep!" Olive moaned loudly. "As it should," he whispered seductively. With those words, Aaron thrust into her forcefully, as if he had been teasing her relentlessly. Each touch sparke
Olive’s POV The night of the mating ceremony. Vera’s death. Being Aaron’s prisoner. Suffering in his castle. Finding out Vincent’s 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. “Mum! Come and see! I found the most beautiful caterpillar!” 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, it’s 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. “Oh my, Arve, that looks absolutely adorable,” I exclaimed, unable to contain my laughter. “But
Olive’s POV “Aaron is fine,” Griffin shared the good news. Hearing that, my knees gave in, and I fell, sitting on the bench near Aaron’s hospital room. Anna sat beside me and patted my back. Meanwhile, Asmund asked Griffin, “Was he really poisoned?” I looked up at Griffin and listened to his answer. “Yes. 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. And…” Griffin couldn’t continue his words as Asmund grabbed his collar. “YOU SH*T. ARE YOU F*CKING SURE THAT YOU WEREN’T INTO IT? You were so desperate to win this fight and steal Olive once again. I wouldn’t doubt that you planned this with the Elders.” However, Anna disagreed, “I don’t think so.” Everyone’s gazes turned to Anna. She stood up and explained, “Look at him right now, Asmund.” Asmund let go of Griffin’s collar and observed his situation. He was wounded, and some parts of his body were bleeding. “He wasn’t
Olive’s 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, “What should I do to put an end to this fight?” As I thought deeper, an idea struck me - I could hurt myself. “If I pretend to be injured, maybe they will stop fighting,” 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. “Maybe I can break a hanger and use it,” 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 couldn’t 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. “This is…” S
Third Person’s POV “Wolf out, and let’s have a real fight,” Griffin said as he wiped the blood on his lips. “We can’t just play around. You knew why I came here, and that is to steal your wife again.” Aaron’s smile faded, and he took a shallow breath, meeting Griffin’s gaze with an impassive silence. “I’ll snatch Olive away from you,” Griffin persisted. In an instant, Aaron’s 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, Aaron’s 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. Everyone’s eyes widened as they felt a sense of fear wash over them upon seeing the magnificent black wolf. Beta Xyrus, Griffin’s father, witnessed the transformation of the Alpha Lycan
Olive’s 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 Aaron’s 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. “I couldn’t prevent this,” 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 Griffin’s clinic prior to the commencement of the fight. “Griffin?” I called out. As I entered the room, my eyes met Griffin’s figure standing by the window. He turned towards me, a warm smile gracing his face. “Hell
Olive’s POVAaron’s 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 Aaron’s reaction.His eyes widened at first, but then a gentle smile spread across his face. “You look beautiful in it, my dear wife,” he said.Blushing, I couldn’t meet his gaze and felt the warmth on my cheeks.“It looks great on her, Sir Aaron,” the serving lady remarked. “Although, we’ll have to make some alterations to the dress. It’s a tad too large for her.”“Really?” Aaron responded.I interjected, “Hmm, there’s no need to adjust it for my size. I don’t even plan on...”...wearing it. That’s what I wanted to say. However, Aaron interrupted me and suggested, “Then, let’s change the size. We might find a use for it in the future.”I have to despise the idea of marrying him again, but I couldn’t say anything in response.“I’ll go check the measurements. Could
Olive’s 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 didn’t want anyone to bother him. But all of a sudden, I was told that Aaron wanted to hang out with me outside the castle. That’s 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. “Don’t even think of escaping, Olive,” Aaron said. I turned my head to him and caught him looking at me. “I know what you’re thinking right now,” he murmured, staring at the same window I was looking before. “How wide and free it was outside my castle. However, I won’t let you go.” Suddenly, I felt his hand holding mine. “Just wait until I win the fight. Then, I will show you the whole world. For now, stay with me and me alone,” he whispered, intertwining his fingers around mine. Oddly, even when he clearly told me t
Griffin’s 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. “What were you thinking?” my father shouted, his voice filled with anger and disappointment. I lowered my head, silently listening to his words. “Our ancestor vowed to stay loyal to Aaron’s 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?!” “You don’t have to worry, Father,” I said, wiping the blood that smeared on my lips. I looked at him and said, “I made an additional deal with Lycan Aaron. My sin is my sin alone. My family won’t be punished along with me. And…” But before I could finish my sentence, my father forcefully grabbed my collar and pulled me closer, cutting off my words. “You fool! Do you think I was only worried about our family? I am… also worried about you!” father shouted. My ey
Olive’s POV I hardly got any rest. The news about Griffin and Aaron’s 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. “Are you looking for Lycan Aaron?” the head maid, who saw me leaving Aaron’s room, asked. “Yes, I was looking for him. Do you happen to know where he is?” I replied. “Lycan Aaron went to the training room of this castle.” “He’s already home? Since when?” “Almost three hours ago, Luna Olive.” He had been in the castle three hours ago, yet he didn’t make an effort to see me. ‘That means Aaron was avoiding me.’ Was it because he knew I wou