Olivia’s POV"I'll get the orange juice." I volunteered and reached for the fridge. I took out the jug of orange juice and took it to the dining room, dropped it on the table and went back to the kitchen to get cups. As I was about to reach for the cups in the cupboard they were kept I suddenly felt dizzy.I shook my head to shake off the feeling and my vision cleared once more. I returned the cups to the dining table and the pancakes were already served, Riana couldn't wait to eat as I hungrily devoured my own portion after they said the grace.They gossiped over the meal and Deborah told them of the hysterical patient that had been at the ward who wouldn't stop asking for his mommy all through the night. The man was thirty-five years old and he still cried to be given a lollipop and also requested for his mom's presence. The three ladies laughed at this as well and then they ran out of orange juice.I once again offered to get it and went to the fridge to get an anatomy jug of ju
FlashbackLucien's POVMy lips curled into a wicked smile as I watched the soldiers prepare their weapons and sharpen their swords. A soldier unsheathed his sword and it shone brightly more than the others and I was instantly attracted to it, I signalled for him to come and when he did I gently patted his shoulders and spoke with a loud voice."Whoever manages to kill a hundred men of our enemies I will not only give him a sword made of pure gold but also anything he wants!" I declared.They all cheered and howled loudly, I chuckled seeing their enthusiasm to destroy what was once my pride but I needed to weed out the weeds before they sprout more than usual. Damon strode in fully clad in his armor and arched his eyebrow seeing the men were in high spirits, I tilted my head slightly and smiled."What's up with them?" He asked in more of a whisper."You can ask them yourself, I have them a little bit of a morale. Whoever kills the most will get a price from me." I narrated.He frowned
Marcus POVWhen I was about to go bed tonight and Elina joked about leaving me behind someday just because I didn't offer her a piece of my dessert seemed like a joke to me but as I held her lifeless body in my arms I couldn't help but blame myself for being so stupid. It all started when I got a distress signal from the head guard at the weak spit of our forte and I dismissed it thinking it was the usual alarm when they saw a wild animal but I was wrong, there was tons of things I was wrong about that night.I was also wrong about Lucien, he wasn't my brother no, he was the cruel bastard who took away my mate and soul away from me. I couldn't help but feel nothing at first but then got hit by a huge wave of excruciatingly painful pain and tears couldn't alleviate it. Elina gave her life for me and died in my arms right before me and I couldn't do anything to save her life. I had promised her eternity yet I couldn't guarantee few years for herHer once tender and warm hands now felt c
OLIVIA'S POV.The past three years had not been a not so easy journey for me. I had to leave the pack to birth my child due to the fact that I couldn't bear to face the embarrassment and shame that was associated with having a child out of wedlock. After leaving leaving the pack to give birth, I had sought solitude in a remote cabin deep in the woods, far away from the life I had known. Lucien had been the father of my child, a secret that I had kept hidden from even my own family.I had needed time to regain my sense of self, to come to terms with the conflicting emotions that had swirled around me. Being away from the pack had allowed me to heal, but it had also been a lonely and challenging path. Lucien's support had made it less lonely, but it could only go so far. I had to deal with the rest of the same by myself.As I cradled our child in my arms, I gazed out of the cabin's window. I had given birth to a beautiful, precious life, but it had come at the cost of leaving behind the
I accepted the darkness that filled me up.The pain in Lucien’s eyes when I floated away caused me to rage, he didn’t deserve to mourn me. He had to pay but who would ever teach him that lesson.For so long, all I did was rage and kept moving in the darkness.Was the afterlife supposed to be this way, empty and filled with my pain!One problem was that I just couldn’t remember how I had gotten here and for how longI've been here or how much more I was going to be here but I had to get out of here. I couldn't stay here anymore. The actions that led me here are vague in my memory, I died.I died in the hands of the man that said he loved me…the man that supposedly cared.My legs gave way for me and I collapsed on the floor tired and frustrated. It was too dark in here and I couldn't see anything. I was supposed to get out of here? Back home did anyone even miss me?My child!!!There was no way I was going to let him have her.Was this how the afterlife was designed to look?I couldn’
Olivia's Pov "We're leaving for the palace," the familiar voice rang through my head as I struggled to get out of my dreamland. "Good morning, sweetheart," my mother added. As usual, I should have responded to her greetings but her first statement didn't give room for it. I shifted on my bed, yarning off the night and forcing my eyes open. "What did you just say now, mother?" I inquired from her, my gaze not leaving hers but I could see her smiling sheepishly at me which was rare. Mom never had good looks on her whenever she came to wake me up. "Yes, darling. Good news from me to you…" she uttered and paused to flash a smile at me. "I'm now the new queen of the Lycan king," she disclosed, spinning around gently while my eyes shone out in shock at what she just said. "You're what?!" I cringed and sprang up instantly from the bed, rubbing off sleep from my eyes. "What do you mean?"My mom made a wave with her hands, rolling her eyes too, she said, "You don't have to panic dear. I'm
Olivia's POVI tried to maintain a good posture as I saw them trotting to where I was, each of them having a shocked expression on their face.Suddenly, some sweet fragrance hit my nose and I gulped some saliva down my throat. They were so savory that I couldn't stop sniffling them in. But when I knew it could be from the triplets, I pushed away my thoughts.“But hold on a bit. Why am I feeling their bond?” I asked myself, my eyes roaming from one person to another. I was still thinking about that when the same fragrance hit me again, and it was, then I knew something was wrong. They weren't just my stepbrothers, they were my mates!“Mate!” they both proclaimed again, and I felt my legs become wobbly, making me stagger back in the process.“Why?” I thought to myself. “Why are they, my mate? How is this possible?” It was outlandish, utterly unacceptable to me. Why would my step-brothers be my mate?I was still in my thoughts when they got to me. They gazed heavily at me, their eyes bor
Olivia's POV“She can never be our step-sister. We will never accept her!” Lucas complained and a feeling of sadness hit me. I somehow felt disappointed.Luca chimes in, “You don't mean to imply this is our Luna, right? Why would you go ahead and marry low lives and bring them to the palace?”“What do you mean?” the King suddenly asked, and I sensed his anger around the hall. His sons were starting to piss him off.“I mean, we don't want them!” Luca snapped, and a growl came out from his father.“You mean, you're telling me what to do right now?!” Alpha Herod sneered, but Luca snorted away, not feeling any remorse. Well, I don't blame him. I did the same too. Not like I was also glad to be in their midst.Lucas spoke up again. “We aren't trying to dictate to you, Father, we just wanted to let you see reasons why a lowborn can't be our Luna. She can't be the one replacing our mother.”Now his words were harsh, and they affected his father deeply that he sprang up from the throne, gnash
I accepted the darkness that filled me up.The pain in Lucien’s eyes when I floated away caused me to rage, he didn’t deserve to mourn me. He had to pay but who would ever teach him that lesson.For so long, all I did was rage and kept moving in the darkness.Was the afterlife supposed to be this way, empty and filled with my pain!One problem was that I just couldn’t remember how I had gotten here and for how longI've been here or how much more I was going to be here but I had to get out of here. I couldn't stay here anymore. The actions that led me here are vague in my memory, I died.I died in the hands of the man that said he loved me…the man that supposedly cared.My legs gave way for me and I collapsed on the floor tired and frustrated. It was too dark in here and I couldn't see anything. I was supposed to get out of here? Back home did anyone even miss me?My child!!!There was no way I was going to let him have her.Was this how the afterlife was designed to look?I couldn’
OLIVIA'S POV.The past three years had not been a not so easy journey for me. I had to leave the pack to birth my child due to the fact that I couldn't bear to face the embarrassment and shame that was associated with having a child out of wedlock. After leaving leaving the pack to give birth, I had sought solitude in a remote cabin deep in the woods, far away from the life I had known. Lucien had been the father of my child, a secret that I had kept hidden from even my own family.I had needed time to regain my sense of self, to come to terms with the conflicting emotions that had swirled around me. Being away from the pack had allowed me to heal, but it had also been a lonely and challenging path. Lucien's support had made it less lonely, but it could only go so far. I had to deal with the rest of the same by myself.As I cradled our child in my arms, I gazed out of the cabin's window. I had given birth to a beautiful, precious life, but it had come at the cost of leaving behind the
Marcus POVWhen I was about to go bed tonight and Elina joked about leaving me behind someday just because I didn't offer her a piece of my dessert seemed like a joke to me but as I held her lifeless body in my arms I couldn't help but blame myself for being so stupid. It all started when I got a distress signal from the head guard at the weak spit of our forte and I dismissed it thinking it was the usual alarm when they saw a wild animal but I was wrong, there was tons of things I was wrong about that night.I was also wrong about Lucien, he wasn't my brother no, he was the cruel bastard who took away my mate and soul away from me. I couldn't help but feel nothing at first but then got hit by a huge wave of excruciatingly painful pain and tears couldn't alleviate it. Elina gave her life for me and died in my arms right before me and I couldn't do anything to save her life. I had promised her eternity yet I couldn't guarantee few years for herHer once tender and warm hands now felt c
FlashbackLucien's POVMy lips curled into a wicked smile as I watched the soldiers prepare their weapons and sharpen their swords. A soldier unsheathed his sword and it shone brightly more than the others and I was instantly attracted to it, I signalled for him to come and when he did I gently patted his shoulders and spoke with a loud voice."Whoever manages to kill a hundred men of our enemies I will not only give him a sword made of pure gold but also anything he wants!" I declared.They all cheered and howled loudly, I chuckled seeing their enthusiasm to destroy what was once my pride but I needed to weed out the weeds before they sprout more than usual. Damon strode in fully clad in his armor and arched his eyebrow seeing the men were in high spirits, I tilted my head slightly and smiled."What's up with them?" He asked in more of a whisper."You can ask them yourself, I have them a little bit of a morale. Whoever kills the most will get a price from me." I narrated.He frowned
Olivia’s POV"I'll get the orange juice." I volunteered and reached for the fridge. I took out the jug of orange juice and took it to the dining room, dropped it on the table and went back to the kitchen to get cups. As I was about to reach for the cups in the cupboard they were kept I suddenly felt dizzy.I shook my head to shake off the feeling and my vision cleared once more. I returned the cups to the dining table and the pancakes were already served, Riana couldn't wait to eat as I hungrily devoured my own portion after they said the grace.They gossiped over the meal and Deborah told them of the hysterical patient that had been at the ward who wouldn't stop asking for his mommy all through the night. The man was thirty-five years old and he still cried to be given a lollipop and also requested for his mom's presence. The three ladies laughed at this as well and then they ran out of orange juice.I once again offered to get it and went to the fridge to get an anatomy jug of ju
Olivia's POV“All this while I’ve been sick like you know. I just want to settle some things in the Pack and make sure I’ve handled some things before you come home with our baby. ” Lucien said, looking at me with a very frank look on his face.That gave me the hint that whatever he wanted to say must be so important.My mind was quite unsettled because I didn’t know for sure if he was all better now or he was hiding it from me.“So are you better now or is that what you wanted to tell me?” I walked searching deeply into his eyes.I knew the type of person he was and he would do anything just to make sure I don’t worry about him. That was the whole reason he brought me here and I didn’t want to make things harder for him so I didn’t object.Here it was more peaceful and I had to live among humans but it wasn’t so hard to do with the people I had around. Even if I didn’t tell Lucien about the hee friends I had because he didn’t want to take any chances, I was being careful myself.“I’m
Olivia’s POVOne year later,“I’ve missed you so much, why didn’t you call at least.” I said, trying my best not to ruin the moment with my tears.“I will tell you everything now; no more hiding things from you again. I will always come out to tell you the truth.” He said with a very calm look.A part of me was very excited to hear it while the other part of me was scared that the truth would break me.Still I wanted to know what’s going on, so I can support him through every step of his journey.“Let’s sit down, I’m not going right back, I’m still going to be here with you. I want to see how far you’ve gone with getting used to the baby. I know it has not been anything near easy for you and I’m sorry I hardly showed up.” Lucien walked me over to the garden swing and placed me there.He made me rest my back on his body while he stood behind me.I wanted more of this moment, more than this.Any moment from now this was going to end and I didn’t know why I felt so overwhelmed.I didn’t
Olivia ’s POV“Olivia .” I Heard a familiar voice call out to me.I didn’t want to believe because it couldn’t be and I was probably hallucinating:“Olivia .” The voice called out again and this time around I knew i wasn’t hallucinating:I turned back immediately and I was shocked to see Lucien standing there with a bouquet of flowers in his hands.My heart ached in excitement and surprise at the same time.“Lucien , is that really you?” I said in disbelief that all omg towards him as he stood there with a plain smile on his face.The same Lucien , my husband was here right in front of me.Seeing Lucien made me feel one kind of way, I felt so excited and at the same time I felt weird seeing him again. It’s been almost a month since I heard from him and I could see the difference.His eyes were pale now and from the look of his face it was evident that he was really sick.Why didn’t he let me know what he was going through all this while?Adrian told me he was getting really better a
OLIVIA'S P.O.VI was not sure what was going on with myself or why we were kissing this way. There was only one thing I was certain about at this moment, and that was I did not want this to end until I devoured him, all of him.My fingers sunk into his scalp as I pulled him closer, my fingers fisting into his thick and dark hair. It was as though our closeness was not enough. I repeatedly told myself that I must have gone mad but at this moment i totally did not care anymore, if he was my step brother or not.All caution was being thrown into the wind. I had been placed under a spell, if not something stronger than that and I did not wish to be freed. At all.I felt his hand gliding lower from the small of my back down to my bottom and he suddenly carried me up wrapping my legs around his waist. All hell had been broken loose.Another gasp was wrenched from my now swollen, red and moist lips as he began to move towards my bed, still kissing me like a ravaged beast.He pressed my whole