Olivia’s POVI sat my suitcase down on the bed in my new room. Changing hotels was the best thing for me to do. I needed to put space between Alexander and me. Cassandra was back and she was always the first choice of Alexander. I always knew that.As I unpacked my belongings, my mind wandered to Alexander, to the touch of his hands on my skin, the warmth they brought. I shook my head violently, trying to banish those memories. My children needed me strong, not shattered by a complicated love I couldn't disentangle myself from.A sudden knock on the door startled me. I tensed, every fibre of my being prepared for it to be Alexander. My instinctive response was to tell them to leave, but before I could form the words, the door creaked open. Victor walked in. Concern etched on his face."Olivia, are you okay?" he asked softly, his eyes scanning my face for any sign of distress."I'm fine," I replied, my voice steady. But I couldn't bring myself to look at him. The weight of my emotions f
Alexanders povAs I navigated the bustling corridors of the city's pack house, my thoughts were intrusively fixated on Olivia. Her decision to meet the new Alphas was a bitter pill to swallow, and yet, Cassandra clouded my every rational thought. I wished Cassandra would stay back at the hotel and rest, but she had pleaded to come along. Her insistence was as rigid as steel, and I, as evident from my troubled heart, couldn't bring myself to say no.As we walked into the grand hall, the sound of laughter and engaged conversations filled the air. My eyes immediately landed on Olivia, standing alongside Victor, Allen, and Lidia. She was a picture of perfection wearing a beautiful gold dress. My heart did a painful flip as Olivia turned toward the entrance, her eyes finding mine. She quickly whispered something to the others before disappearing with Lidia.She didn't wait or acknowledge me — a dagger to my already wounded heart. The agony of her avoidance was inexplicable. For a powerful A
Olivia's POVThe grand hall buzzed with energy, filled to the brim with laughter and conversations. Yet, I felt more isolated than ever. I did my best to Ignore the feeling of being watched. I engaged in polite conversations with several Alphas. Most were cordial and respectful, but one stood out—Alpha Reed. His genuine kindness and easy manner provided a much-needed respite from the emotional storm brewing inside me.I could feel Alexander’s frequent gaze on me. But I didn’t have any reactions.As the evening drew on and the crowd thinned, I found myself overwhelmed by the suffocating atmosphere. I needed air, a moment to escape the world's expectations and untangle my emotions. Sliding quietly out of the French doors and onto the balcony, I let the cool night breeze caress my face. The city's lights twinkled below like distant stars, offering a small comfort.Closing my eyes, I drifted into a fragile peace. Aura, my wolf, stirred inside me, her presence a mix of strength and caution.
Alexander povI stood there watching Olivia walk away yet again, and my heart and wolf screamed at me to chase after her. But there was no point if I kept pushing her. I would lose her and my children forever. The sound of Cassandra's voice pulled me back."You no longer need to worry about her," she said smoothly, her voice weaving through the night air. "I am back."I turned, meeting her gaze. "It's not that easy, Cassandra," I replied, taking a step back. "Olivia is my fated mate, and we have children together."Silence fell between us, heavy and uncomfortable. For a moment, something flickered in Cassandra’s eyes, an emotion too fleeting for me to grasp. But she covered it quickly, her expression hardening."But you promised to never love another," she said, her voice laced with accusation.Guilt twisted in my gut. She was right; I had been a man of my word all of my life. I hadn't seen how selfish her demand was, how it shackled me with invisible chains. "I was wrong to promise th
Victor's POVI took my seat at the oak table that stretched across the room. The old stone walls seemed to echo their murmurs, filling the air with a palpable tension. My gaze fell upon the elders as they exchanged knowing glances, the weight of their authority pressing down on every soul in the room.A shrill voice sliced through the ambient noise. "Victor," Elder Aldrich called my name, his tone carrying a hint of challenge. I stood up, feeling everyone's eyes fixate on me like wolves eyeing their prey."Yes, Elder Aldrich?" I replied, maintaining an air of composure."We've heard varying reports about your sisters. How are they doing in their meetings with the Alphas?" His sharp eyes bored into mine, searching for any sign of weakness."Olivia is doing exceptionally well," I began, choosing my words carefully. "Her strength and resilience have earned her respect. She's met several Alphas, and the negotiations are moving smoothly.""And what of Lidia?" This time, it was Elder Beatrix
Olivias povEverywhere I went, Alexander and Cases haunted me, but I held myself together, never showing any sign of weakness in front of them. I had arranged to meet with Alpha Reed today. I waited outside for him to finish with yet another meeting with the elders that all the alphas had been called to.I saw Cass walking towards me. What did she intend to do?As she got closer I saw the formula look in her eyes that she used to get when we were children but before I could do anything she brought her hand up, slapping me across the face. The sting of it spread through my cheek, but I held myself steady, glaring back at her.Aurora growled inside me and wanted to hit her back."You think you're better than me.” Cassandra spat, “You will never be better than me you will always be that pathetic wolfless freak. Alexander never truly loved you.” raising her hand again for another slap. But this time, I was ready. I caught her wrist mid-air, gripping it tightly enough and made her hurt.“Ah
Lydia's POVI had been lingering near the entrance, eavesdropping on Olivia and Cassandra's heated exchange. A mixture of emotions churned in me: the old resentment towards Olivia, the spark of newly found respect I had for her after Victor told me about what she had spoken for me. She thought for me and cared about me truly from her heart.I saw Olivia catch Cassandra's wrist and confront her without hesitation. For the first time, I felt a surge of pride for my sister, and for the first time, that's what I saw her as.Deep down, I knew Olivia didn't expect me to come along and save, and i knew that she was more then capable of standing up for herself but i wanted her to know that she wasn't alone in this.With renewed determination, I stepped forward, resting my hand on Olivia's shoulder. She spun around, her expression changing from fury to surprise at seeing me."Lydia?" she stammered. It was clear she hadn't expected me to intervene.I nodded curtly before shifting my gaze to Cass
Olivia's POVLidia and I started to become closer over the next few days; it was nice to finally have a relationship with her. It was something I hadn’t realised I needed. Although she didn’t completely let go of her guarder bitchy personality which I didn’t mind even when she told me I needed to start acting more like a princess, I saw more of the loving, caring side she had that Victor always spoke about.One evening, as we sat in her room, she helped me go through dresses for our next meeting with the alphas. She looked up at me, letting out a loud sigh, and I could tell that she had something on her mind. Instead of pushing her to talk, I gave her a warm, welcoming smile. It had been clear since the minute she had gotten here that she wasn’t interested in any of the alphas and that her heart belonged to another."Olivia, there's something I need to tell you,” She began, her voice barely above a whisper. I sensed the weight of her words and gave her my undivided attention. "I... I t
Olivia's POVThe tension in the room thickened as Cole spoke, his words carrying the weight of a disturbing revelation. "Two of our pack members were on their way here a few days ago with gifts for your victory celebration, but they never arrived. When we got word that they hadn’t made it, we sent out people to search for them." His voice faltered for a moment as if the next words weighed heavily on him. "What we found was not what we had hoped. One of them was dead, the other missing, and the carriage was gone."A chill ran down my spine. I couldn’t bear to hear this. The situation was growing more dire than I’d imagined."Two days ago, we found the carriage," Cole continued, his gaze hardening as he recalled the grim discovery. "It wasn’t far from here. And this morning, we found the other missing pack member."My heart pounded in my chest. "Where did you find him?" I asked, my voice almost whispering, desperate for any hope.Cole's gaze flickered to the others before he spoke again
Olivia's POVThe sun had barely risen, but the kingdom was already alive with energy. The grand celebration for our victory was being planned for that evening, and every pack was invited to join in the festivities. The air was thick with excitement and anticipation.I had just finished speaking with Ethan about his proposal to Lidia. His nerves were apparent, but I could see the sincerity in his eyes. He was nervous, but I knew he was ready. Before I walked away, I placed a gentle hand on his arm, offering him a reassuring smile."Don’t forget," I said softly, "when I say I’d like to thank my sister, that’s your cue."Ethan nodded, his expression shifting to one of determination. "I won’t forget. Everything will be perfect."I gave him a quick nod before heading toward Alexander’s office. As I walked through the corridors, I caught sight of the triplet alphas—Cole, Casper, and Carlson—along with their shared mate. They greeted me warmly, offering hugs and smiles."It’s good to see you
Olivia's POVThe ceremony had come to an end, and the officiant's voice rang out, full of warmth and joy. "You may now kiss your mate."For a long moment, Alexander and I stood there, neither of us moving. Our eyes met a deep, silent understanding passing between us. The world outside the two of us felt distant—almost irrelevant. It was as if time itself had paused, giving us this moment to just be, to finally breathe, to finally have each other completely.And then, as though it was inevitable, Alexander leaned in, his breath warm against my lips. His eyes never left mine, and in them, I saw everything I had ever hoped for—the love we'd both fought for, the bond that had only grown stronger over time.His lips were soft when they first touched mine, and I felt my heart flutter, a thousand emotions rushing through me. But then he deepened the kiss, his hand cupping the side of my face as he pulled me closer. I responded instantly, my fingers threading through his hair, holding him as
Olivia's POVMy heart raced as I took in the sight of the garden, the flowers a stunning blend of colours beneath the glowing moonlight. Every detail had been crafted with care, each petal, each whisper of the breeze, all speaking of the love that had brought us here. But none of it mattered more than the man standing before me.Adjusting the dress that flowed around me like liquid silk. Victor and Allen flanked me, both looking incredibly proud and supportive, but their presence felt like a blur, fading in comparison to the figure at the end of the aisle: Alexander.When my eyes met his, everything else melted away. The crowd, the world—everything faded until only he remained. There he was, waiting for me, his face a mixture of longing and awe. My heart swelled with emotions that couldn’t be put into words. No part of me felt nervous. Everything just felt right.For so long, I had fought the love that bloomed between us, but tonight, under the stars and in the presence of our family,
Alexander's POVI stood before the mirror, adjusting the pristine cuffs of my shirt, the faintest tremor of nervousness threatening to disrupt the calm exterior I fought so hard to maintain. My reflection stared back at me—sharp jawline, hair perfectly styled, the weight of responsibility etched in my gaze. But beyond the Alpha that I am, I saw the man who was about to marry the woman of his dreams for the second time, but this time, I would not take her for granted. I would treat her the way that I should have from the start.My chest tightened as I ran a hand over the collar of my suit. Everything was perfect. The flowers, the guests, the setting. But all I could focus on was the one thing that had eluded me for far too long—the realisation that this was the life I had always wanted yet failed to see for long, and I hated myself for that.A soft knock at the door drew my attention, and I turned to see Ethan standing in the doorway, his usual confidence absent, replaced by something
Olivia's povThe shop door chimed softly as we entered. The dressmaker, a kind older woman with an eye for detail and warmth to match, greeted us with a beaming smile. Bolts of exquisite fabrics lined the walls, their colours are vibrant, each one telling its own tale. I knew the one I held within my heart today—a tale of love, resilience, and hope.Lidia followed me closely, her earlier doubts seeming to melt away amid the excitement of the shop. "I’ve been waiting for this," she confessed softly, leaning closer as she took in the palatial display of elegant gowns. "Getting to see you in your wedding dress is like a dream."We approached the mirrored dais, where an array of wedding dresses awaited—each one a masterpiece of lace and silk and dreams sewn into reality. As I stepped upon the dais, emotions welled within me, teetering precariously on a tide of sentiment and expectation. I reached for a gown gently, fingers trailing over the delicate beadwork, feeling the promise imbued w
Olivia's povI knew Ethan was trying to muster his courage. His hands trembled slightly as he thumbed the edges of the box, cooling his earlier confidence. Finally, he opened the box, revealing a stunning ring. The large moonstone at its centre caught the light, casting an ethereal glow that seemed to shimmer with life."Olivia, this ring has been in my family for hundreds of years," Ethan said, his voice tinged with reverence and nerves. The raw honesty in his eyes touched me deeply.“It’s beautiful," I murmured, genuinely captivated by the artifact's majesty and the legacy it represented.Ethan went red-cheeked, the usual bravado he donned so effortlessly slipping away. "I was wondering if you would…" He paused, his words stumbling over one another like a landslide. I waited, offering him patience and a soft smile of reassurance.After a moment, he cleared his throat and started again. "I mean, I'm here to ask for Lidia's hand in marriage. I haven't seen Victor yet, but he'll under
alexanders povThe anticipation that pulsed through my veins was far stronger than any battle I'd waged, any beast I'd fought. Tonight was the night Olivia and I would affirm what we already knew in our hearts: that we were meant to be together. Our bond had withstood countless trials, and now it would be sealed under the moonlight with the people we loved.Despite the day’s beauty, echoes of concern lingered. Red flags flew in my mind every time I thought of Reed. His absence was like a splinter under my skin—a constant irritation that could not be ignored. But tonight was not about him. Tonight was about Olivia, about our family, and about the life we were building together.The palace was bustling with excitement. People flitted about, preparing for the evening’s festivities. I had instructed everyone to keep the atmosphere relaxed yet festive. Even though she opted for a simple ceremony, Olivia deserved a night filled with joy and laughter.Maneuvering through the busy rooms, I fi
**Olivia's POV**I took a breath, the pleasant scent of roses filling my nose. The garden was alive with nature's symphony, a perfect backdrop for what could be the most significant day of my life. Alexander had already set to arranging everything needed for our moonlit wedding. Tonight would be magic.I left the garden, excitement twirling within me as I ventured toward the dressmaker to see if she had anything that I could wear tonight with such short notice. I noticed there was no time for me to have something made, but I didn't care. The dress was not important; marrying my mate was the only thing that mattered. My footsteps echoed softly off the cobblestone path, each step a rhythmic countdown to becoming Alexander’s wife.As I approached, the gentle hum of early morning activity filled the air. People were setting up stalls for the evening's festival, laughter mingling with the scents of freshly baked goods. We hadn’t had a true celebration in so long; spirits were high, and eve