Olivia P.O.VI hated today! It was exactly like every other day of my life, miserable. My poor stomach was being pressed and squashed together.I looked at the three women who had pitiful expressions for causing me pain as they pulled the lace of my corset together and shook my head, I didn’t blame them. I wasn't even fat but this ball gown always took delight in frustrating me. I had to withstand the pain and not make a fool out of myself,No, not make a fool out of the Dennis Family. They pulled at the corset with all their might, struggling to get my waist to be as small as it used to be when I was ten.That was all I lived for and probably all I ever would. I, Olivia Dennis, was a puppet even at the age of 21, I was still regarded as a child incapable of knowing her left from her right and was expected to obey respectfully, say yes and nod regardless of how I felt. Most importantly, shut up because apparently, my opinions were as useless as mine. My life was basically in the hands
Nathanial Grey P.O.VBeing the most wanted by the most influential people on earth wasn't the easiest thing in the world. I always knew my life was going to be packed with so much responsibility, a pain in the ass, but I didn't know it was going to be a living hell.“Please—” The man's lip quivered as he begged.He sounded so terrified which was quite surprising because a few moments ago, he was brave enough to come into my territory to shoot an arrow at me. He wasn't experienced enough, and I could see that. Hunters never showed weakness and that was one of the reasons, even as humans, the werewolves feared them.They were nothing like humans—no sympathy, no heart. They killed worse than monsters, they had no mercy. I came closer and his pleas increased, I circled around while wondering why they would send an amateur to hunt me down. it infuriated me, to think that the hunters had started to see us as weak that they sent a pickle to fight me!“Who sent you?” I moved around him examin
Olivia P.O.VMy eyes were bleeding from listening to Prince Charles bragging about himself and all he had. My checks were sore because of the occasional smile and fake laughter and at this point I might have just walked away and damned the consequences. Trying to find something interesting to distract myself, I started admiring the chandeliers which hung down from the ceiling, the crystal glass reflecting the light causing it to look like a sparkly ceiling diamond.“Olivia…Olivia?”“hmmm?” I said, almost immediately as he snapped me out of my thoughts.“Weren't you listening to anything I said?”Luckily before I could speak a sound made by a spoon hitting a glass interrupted. I gladly turned to face the speaker finally away from Charles even if it was just five minutes. It was a big relief to me.“Hello” he said with a kind smile “ I hope we all are enjoying our evening” And there was muttered words of yes and he continued “ Well we have no one else to thank but the family of Donny”
Olivia P.O.VBlood was always around me. My entire body trembled as the image of the dead man kept tormenting me. I was terrified by how heartless my parents could be. I wasn't surprised they did it because this wasn't the first time.I had seen so many dead people throughout my childhood years, but I never got used to it. Everything I saw, it was always like the first time and I would go into a state of shock; cold feet, trembling hands... I guess that’s why I was referred to as weak because I was a witch yet afraid of death. This house was so big but yet it felt like a cage. The news was deceiving, there was nothing good and nice about my life, everybody thought it was a privilege to live my life, if only I was wicked enough to let them taste what they desired.“Oliviaaaaa” Jane was literally screaming her lungs out.I rolled over the bed to get my phone, I had forgotten I was on a call with my friends and dropped my phone.“Im sorry,” my voice sounded dull and more tired than usua
NATHANIEL’s POV.I had one way of relieving stress. Drinks or Poker.As casually ambiverted as I might have been about other things , I had this flare when it came down to life. I took life lightly but firm not seriously.I was generous to life and the good gracious life repaid my kind gesture on many occasions, it was like a give and take situation, an uncomplicated open relationship. Knowing I had to give life something to get another in return.I leaned back in my chair and cracked the stiffness in my neck, I could feel the stiffness crawl down through my nerves to my knuckles as I cracked them too, It wasnt untilthen that I recognized the restlessness that had been in my mind and was hovering over it.My mind had been haunted by the thoughts of how close the hunters were getting at their business of hunting the supernatural. As much as I tried to bury my head in the sand that it was not a serious issue we couldn't take care of, the thought of it alone ghosted under myskin and I f
OLIVIA'S POVThe closet thing that I had to a nightclub attire was noting. I stood In front of the mirror wondering if it was a bright idea for me to be there instead of staying at home behind my door reading a harlequin or other anything like that. Of course, I had to agree to myself that living in reality was a lot boring. So I had created a mindset for myself, an illusion to follow and had lived in it .The decision was easier to make than the first, I was not turning back to home and I am going to enjoy the night to its fullest, but would this clothes fit in . I stared at the clothes resting in front of the mirror drawer again.I picked it up and placed it on my shoulders to size myself."Mother shouldn't catch me dead in this ."I chuckled as I stared at the black dress that barely touched my knees.It was black andshimmery, with only two little string of fabricsconnecting them to me, it was paired with a nicer heels that laid near the door."Alright let see how good this would
NATHANIEL POVI hated clubs, I hated parties, I hated everything.From the stench of alcohol to the endless blastful music that were killing my ears I hated everything that had to do with the club .There were no promises of Poker, but there many signs of drinks. That was one out of the things I liked and felt like a draw to me , a win - win. I stared around the room and came face to face with a woman staring, she looked away quickly and I wondered why she had done that.One wouldn't blame one in this situations, this wasn't the most righteous place in the world, it was a place you came to drink, dance and fuck.There was something about the woman though, I thought"as I glanced at her direction again . She appeared uneasy like I was and appeared not to be enjoying the rollercoaster the club had, it was either she just wouldn't fit in or she was a fucking hypocrite. I would go for the formal since I had no idea who she was and it would be wrong for me to judge her while sitting from ac
OLIVIA'S POVHOW does it feel to kiss a total stranger? Well let us say…Perfect. It felt totally perfect kissing this man I knew nothing about.He leaned in on me as he kissed, our lips locking and nibbling against each other as soft music filtered into our eardrums. It took me time and quite a while to realize that this was not music coming from the blasting speakers, it was the music from our heart's, it was two hearts beating as one .I might not have know what a good kiss felt like or if we were both doing it the right way, If the sliding of my tongue upon his was perfectly done as we French kissed, In Fact I was ignorant of what it was to be a good kisser.Yet kissing this man I had even forgotten his name felt perfect, it was like a work of art . A work of art painted by each stroke of our brushing lips."Nathaniel!" I moaned into his lips as he slide his tongue against mine again and twirled at it.Remembering his name made me feel less than a whore and might make me feel b
NATHANIEL POV.It was written in the stars that all of this would happen, meeting Olivia falling in love, running …but at times in life, there is always a twist .That twist—that moment when the unexpected happens and this was just that point in life.When Jane had told us everything, it was shocking to everyone that had listened.I could never have been more proud about this period in time, this time when for once in the race we had an upper hand.Her father was never going to see one coming—Wizard, Warlock or whatever he is—this was beyond what would ever happen.The moon glowed upon us full in all its glory overhead from where we stood. It was the moment we had been waiting for all this while as we trooped out.Two vans drove behind the SUV that was driven by the only one among us that had a sound mind —Alexis.To Her father her was leading me to right where he wanted, but that plan had been turned in my favor and was coming right after him."Take the right turn." Jane leaned in o
OLIVIA'S POVI reopened my eyes again, realizing I was still in this place. What exactly do they want from me? They took my son, now they are doing the same thing to me.I was tied against a chair and I tried hard to fight against the ropes used to tie me tightly. I didn't even have an inch to move my hands from the position it has been tied, the way the rope was tied so tightly.I looked around and realized the room was still the same way, dark with someone sitting at the corner. I gritted my teeth as I saw him sitting there, looking at me with an evil smirk on."So you're finally awake again." He said and I acted like I didn't even see him there. It was obvious he wasn't the one behind this. I can't believe the oh so mighty him was working for someone.It would be believable if I didn't know the kind of man he was. He must have something to gain in return. I heard the creaking sound of the door and I looked at the door.A feminine figure stepped into the room and for once I didn't w
NATHANIEL'S POVThe Good thing about everything was that it touched me in a way that I had never been touched and changed me.It changed my mindset and everything that came with it and left me with this insane mind.I paced around the room, my footsteps hard across the floor. My mind was not in the right frame to think straight. I paced back and forth the parameters of the room, Olivia had always talked about auras and I had taken it as a joke on those few occasions.But not this time…The whole aura was telling me Something was not right, I could feel it.I had taken my wolf on a run twice, pacing the wood in my half animal state but all that had done for me was to increase incessantly the pace at which my heart was going at.How could I deal with all of this?How could I deal with the madness that was roaming through my mind?I had gotten this feeling twice in my entire life: The night my father died and the night we trailed Olivia and Jane.Staring out at the vastness of the univer
OLIVIA'S POVFar away from home, in the gutter and slumps of the underworld I could feel my shoulder retracting back into my body, slowly I gained consciousness again looking round at the now empty room.One would hear my heart beat even from a mile away.I felt a sharp pain from somewhere in my head and as I reached instinctively to where I felt the pain was coming from, I noticed I was restrained.Fuck…I had done everything without thinking venturing into this place that was enough to be called a den of death, it was frustrating for me as well as other things that were roaming through my mind.Naive…that was what I felt like, a part of me wished I had told him before leaving but I knew what he would have said, he most probably would have said something about us waiting and acting later.I didn't have that much patient in me, and in a way it had resulted in this.I tried to get away from the chair but saw that my father or perhaps one of his guards had done a good job with the rope
OLIVIA'S POVI felt like dying at this point, knowing that my son was out there in the hands of a monster.Who knows what they're doing to him? Is he being tortured? What do they want? Why haven't they asked for ransom yet?This is getting scarier than ever and it's so unfortunate that I can't do anything to salvage this matter."Hey, you have to calm yourself down, take it easy on yourself, our son would return safely into our hands" Nathaniel uttered as he placed his hands on my shoulders."You seem so sure about it, heads up first we don't know who took our son, secondly we don't know where he is, thirdly the police we called haven't found him yet? And lastly we don't know what the poor lad is going through in the hands of those monsters...." I stood up, red hot in my anger and I cared less about who I was venting it out on."You have to be calm" Nathaniel was getting me pissed with his solicitous behavior and it was getting on my last nerves."Don't you make mention of that word a
NATHANIEL'S POVI had just spoken to the detectives and came down to only one conclusion: men do feel pain.A very intense pain.Whoever said real men don't feel pain needed to be rechecked cause I could feel every bit of it at this moment.It was a more devastating period for me as a father as much as it was for my mother as the term manhood doesn't signify my inability to feel this much painI never hated in my life but at that moment I felt a kind of hatred for anyone that caused me this much pain.They said hate changed the whole outlook of someone’s, it made them ruthless, it made them bitter, It made them reckless.Hate killed its host but by bit slowly consuming it's soul till nothing was left of the person but in spite of all this I couldn't bring myself to come to terms with not hating the culprit.It could consume my soul for all I know, but I didn't care, I had never let myself hate because I loved to live but when it came down to deciding if I was to lay down my life fo
NATHANIEL'S POVI don't know who it was that took Neil but he must have had something to do with someone on the inside, if not, the culprit wouldn't be able to get in.Neil's room was one of the most secured in the whole building and the fact that someone was able to come in and kidnap my son without any of those foolish guards noticing?They should all rot in the pit of torture …there was a chance I would give them a chance to speak but definitely not now.The rules were I was going to give them a chance to explain themselves on how this ever happened in front of the council and if found guilty then their mates would never hear from them again."Alpha…" Alexis was about to call out to me but I shut him up with a death glare and he gulped gently before continuing his speech. "The guards on duty are already tied up."I looked back at Olivia who was now sitting with Jane s next to her and consoling her.I wanted to assure her that Neil was fine but she wouldn't believe till she saw
OLIVIA'S POVA cold sweat drifted through me. Disaster loomed in the distance and there was nothing I could have done to avert it and now it was here, settling right here and leaving me with the most complicated feeling.It was an hour counting and despite sweating and feeling the whole heat, we had not still been able to reverse the spell.More blood trickled down the nose of another young boy. Young, lifeless eyes. As he laid in the ground dead.It wasn’t going to happen again…I pulled myself out of the seat where I had been sitting criss-crossed and headed toward the frontof the house, ignoring the itch to go in the opposite direction.I felt the need to get closer to him before I could try the magic one more time, my body buzzed with a cool sensation showing that I had more energy.My bare feet paused at the end of the walkway.I stood there for a while soaking in the pressurewhile my heart beat a mile a minute.Jane walked toward where I was in the middle of the room, When my
OLIVIA'S POVFear.I had always asked myself what my biggest fear in life would be and most of the times, I had gotten no answers to my questions.Maybe it was a way of life trying to redirect my thoughts, or perhaps I was scared of the actual truth.It was all down to fear—Fear to admit the truth that of all things I feared most in this life, making the top of the list was losing a loved one..I could take every single form of pain but definitely not that, there was no way I could deal with it and so at that moment.The moment I had opened the door to my baby room and found it empty I was consumed by a murderous type of fear.One that came nibbling right at my soul leaving nothing behind.A piercing shriek filled the room and I wondered whose was it, I was dumbfounded so I guess the scream was not from me.I stood there unable to move or say a word as it looked to me like it was all a type of dreak and I was right in the middle of it all.The sound of my voice kepr playing back iny h