OLIVIA’S P.O.V
I can’t help it, I can’t stop myself from falling deeper and deeper in love with him. It was a quiet day at the office. Austin was busy in a meeting from the morning and I was busy thinking about yesterday. It was truly a fairy tale, riding into the sunset with him. I’ve never been so close to him before and I really didn’t know that horse riding with him would awaken so many feelings in me. I loved, but I’ve never loved like this. I never thought that I would love someone so deeply and as much as this unrequited love is bringing me happiness, it feels so scary at the same time. To love someone so much that it feels like you are losing yourself, I tried to fight it, I didn’t want this, I didn’t want to fall for him so deeply but here I am, with my world revolving around his. I normally used to wake up at 6, now I wake up at 5, why? Because I started to jog! To look good for him? Nope, I already look good and I kno
AUSTIN’S P.O.V “Dad, you need to realize that I am not a child anymore, I am an independent grown-up man and I have found my mate so I think that it is only fair if I make my own decisions in regards to that” I spoke with authority in my voice. “Son, I will consider you as an adult when you start making rational decisions. You are so happy that you finally found your mate, don’t you realize that you have to reject her! You aren’t just a normal werewolf, you are an Alpha! You aren’t just an alpha you are The Alpha King! Keep that in mind when choosing a new mate, someone who is a werewolf too and not some weak, fragile human! You need a Luna who can rule side-by-side with you and lead this pack! That disgusting human cannot be the Luna of ‘The Stermyer’ pack, at any cost! I will not allow it!” he banged his fist on the table at the thought, but I didn’t flinch, instead, I smirked, challenging him, fuelling him with anger. “I’m afraid that you don’t have a say
OLIVIA’S P.O.VI spent the entire day in my room, more specifically in bed. My bin was filled with the two boxes of tissues that I used up. Just when I give myself courage and tell myself that I don’t need him, another wave of sadness washes over me and I reach for my tissues. No one dared to disturb me today, which made me wonder…are they giving me peace because they know that I am in pain or are they leaving me alone because they don’t even care to begin with.I would like to think that they aren’t all like that, but after all, they are all Hunter’s, they share the same blood, they sat at the dinner table and watched as my heart was being shredded into pieces. No one stood up for me! No one came after me! No one brought me food! No one offered me comfort! Because no one cares!!! Well none of them at least. All I am to them is a business deal, they don’t even see me as a person with emotions.My father should never fin
OLIVIA’S P.O.VIt’s not that I didn’t believe Austin, I knew that he was immature enough to not lie about something like that to me. However, I needed to hear it from someone else, it is not something to easily believe especially if you were now going through the five stages of grief and I was in denial.“Hey Dawn” I greeted as my best friend answered the phone. “Olivia? Oh my word, girl, how are you?” she asked in her New York accent which I missed so much. “I am not doing so well actually, I just heard that something really bad happened to my father, is it true?” I asked and held my breath as I waited for her answer. “You just heard? But Olivia, it happened weeks ago. Your father…well…honey, I’m so sorry but your father is no more” she said and my eyes filled up with tears once again. “I didn’t even know, Dawn” I cried. “I wondered why you weren’t at th
OLIVIA’S P.O.V Austin and I lived in peace for the past three days. We greeted each other, exchanged small talk and ate at the same dinner table. There was no arguing or insulting but neither was there any romance. I encouraged myself to be stronger and looked somewhere else for love but if I am unfortunate and I don’t find it then I promised myself that I would live my entire life being content with loving myself. I thought that Austin and I reached a silent agreement but this morning he decided to prove me wrong… “Morning” I greeted like I normally did as I walked in for breakfast. “Good morning, you aren’t dressed as yet” Austin said, making me stop in my tracks and give him a very confusing look. “I’m done, see you at the office,” Keith said to Austin, giving me a warm morning smile he left the dining table. “Yes me too” Jake followed him. It was really odd because looking at their plates they weren’t even nearly finished with their breakfast, it was almost like
OLIVIA’S P.O.VIt was a quiet drive back to Stermyertina and I drifted into my thoughts. ‘I know that the Hunter family is rich and famous for all the bad and good things that they do around the world, but the people in this town literally worship them. This guy mentioned that they are the law around here, it’s almost as if they own the place. I wonder if they do? Do they own Sterymer? Do they literally own the town and it’s not just a town that they were brought up in? Apart from that, they have gained so much of respect from the people in this town that it actually became a point of fear. This guy undoubtedly fears Austin Hunter! But why? I live with Austin and got to know him enough to know that he is not that dangerous, well maybe he is a Mafia boss but I still believe that the talk about him being responsible for so many deaths is just a rumor. I honestly can’t imagine him killing someone, in fact, I can’t even imagine him hurting some
OLIVIA’S P.O.VI slowly opened my eyes, the lights hurt so I quickly shut them again. “She’s awake” I heard an unfamiliar voice. I tried again, this time I blinked until my eyes adjusted to the light. I saw Austin on my right and a stranger on my left, the stethoscope around his neck told me that he is most probably a doctor. “So she will be okay then?” Austin asked. “Yes, she just needs a lot of rest and she is not allowed to use that arm for a week. Please make sure that she eats, drinks plenty of water and takes all her medication on time. After a week, I would need to come back and check the healing process and if it is okay I would remove the cast.” the man said, referring to my broken arm. “Okay, thank you Doctor and I would appreciate it if this could stay between us,” Austin said as he walked the man out. “Of course Alpha, your wish is my command” I heard him say.A few minutes have passed
OLIVIA’S P.O.VThe morning sun warmed my body and left a glow on my face. I could hear the birds chirping and the slight noise of the morning fresh air traveling in a cool breeze. A small smile crept on my face while my eyes were still shut, I couldn’t bring myself to open them as this is the most comfortable that I have ever been, a warm strong body breathing gently under me, two big arms wrapped around me keeping me safe…Wait! Whaaaat?!I bolted up with a shock, “Ouch” I shouted as pain traveled through my broken arm due to my fast movement. “Liv” Austin groaned and turned the other way before falling off to sleep again. “WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE?” I shouted at him. “Shut up and go back to sleep,” he said, blocking his ears with the other pillow. “YOU ARE IN MY BED!!!” I shouted again, pulling the pillow away from him but he just used his hands to cover his ears instead. “AUST
OLVIA’S P.O.VI’ve never broken a bone before but I’ve never been this happy before either. These past few days have been nothing less than blissful. It’s like I am living a rainbow after a storm. I never thought that I would hear Austin say those 3 special words to me and now that I did, it feels like I am bursting with happiness. Everything has changed, the world has become filled with more color, the chirping of the birds has become sweeter and when I look in the mirror I see the biggest, most genuine smile. I’ve thought that I loved my ex-boyfriend Brad, I thought I felt true happiness when my father bought me my first car… but that wasn’t it… this is it!“So is it true?” I asked, lying on our picnic mat in the garden of Stermyertina. “Is what true?” he asked. “That you are a dangerous man who has blood in his hands?” I asked. “Well, that depends,” he said. “on?&