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 POVReed whispered something into my ear, his warm breath sending a shiver down my spine. “You look stunning, Olivia. Absolutely radiant.”A blush crept up my cheeks. "Thank you, Alpha Reed. You clean up well yourself."As the music swelled, I allowed myself to be whisked away into a dance. Reed held me close, his touch gentle yet commanding. In moments like these, I could almost forget the lingering shadows of my past. As the song came to an end, I excused myself from reed and made my way to the bathroom. But on my way there, I heard arguing, and one of the voices sounded familiar.It was Lidia, her hand gesturing sharply at Alpha Derek, who stood rigid, his face contorted in anger. I strained to hear, my sharp senses catching fragments of their heated conversation.“You think you're too for me; you are nothing but a pathetic whore.” Alpha Derek's voice cut through the air.I stepped forward, my wolf already stirring within me. "Is there a problem here?" I asked, my tone icy
Olivia's POVLight filtered through the curtains, illuminating the dimly lit room as I cautiously stepped inside. My heart pounded as my eyes scanned for any signs of danger.Suddenly, a figure jumped out from behind the couch. "Boo!"I spun around, my wolf surfacing, ready to protect. Instead, I was met with the sight of Liam and Sarah, their faces lit up with mischievous grins. Relief washed over me as I placed a hand over my racing heart."Mummy!" they shouted in unison, charging toward me with open arms.I knelt down, engulfing them in a tight hug. "I missed you both so much," I whispered, feeling their warmth seep into my soul, filling the emptiness I'd been carrying."We missed you too, Mum," Liam said, pulling back slightly to look at me with his big eyes. "More than anything!"Sarah chimed in, her voice soft yet full of emotion. "Allan told us you’d be happier if we were here. Is that true?"I glanced up at Allan, who stood by the door with a gentle smile. Tears pooled in my ey
Olivia's POVThe next morning, the twins bounded into my room, their eager voices filling the space before the sunlight could."Mummy! Can we see Dad today?" Sarah asked, her eyes wide with anticipation. Liam, less patient, tugged at my arm, mirroring his sister's hopeful expression.I tried to muster a calming smile, but their request weighed heavily on me. "We'll see," I replied noncommittally, aware of the disappointment that flashed across their faces. "Let me talk to Allan first, alright?""Okay, but promise you'll talk to him soon?" Liam's voice was tinged with desperation."I promise," I said, squeezing their little hands reassuringly. "Now, why don't you both go and get dressed? I'll sort things out."They shuffled out, leaving me alone with my thoughts. I knew that seeing Alexander would be complicated, but the twins deserved an answer. I needed to pull myself together and face this.Allan walked into the room a minute after the twins had left a coffee in their hand."They wan
Alexander's POVI glanced at my watch for what felt like the hundredth time, then heard the sweet, unmistakable voices of my twins."Daddy! Daddy!"I turned around just in time to see Liam and Sarah running towards me, their faces splitting into wide grins. Without thinking, I dropped to one knee and opened my arms. They collided into me with the force only children can muster, their small bodies filling my arms and heart with warmth."Hey there, my little warriors," I said, squeezing them tightly. I drank in the scent of their hair and the feel of their little hands gripping my shirt.Liam pulled back slightly, his eyes—the same shade as mine—gleaming with excitement. "Daddy, can we go to the park today?""Yeah, and can we get ice cream, too?" Sarah added, already bouncing on her heels. “Of course,” I replied, ruffling Liam’s soft hair. "Anything you want.""Have them back before dark, Alexander," Allan’s voice interrupted the moment. I looked up to see him standing a few feet away, l
Reeds povI didn't know how long I had been trapped in that cave with the witches' burnt and rotting bodies. Everything was a blur, and my mind struggled to piece things together, only fragments passing through every now and again like echoes of a fading nightmare. I vaguely remembered their chants, the strange words resonating in a rhythm that seemed to align with the throbbing pain in my leg. Natasha lay nearby, her eyes open but unseeing, a haunting reminder of what happened when the moon's light came through that cursed cave.As the days passed, the fog obscuring my thoughts began to lift. My survival instincts took over, pushing me toward a gruelling reality: I needed to escape, to move before they found me.With grim determination, I dragged myself from the darkness of the cave, the memory of Natasha and the others burning in my mind. I felt disconnected from the world around me, hollowed out and raw from the loss of my leg. Pain lanced through me with each movement, a constant
Olivia's POV"Olivia, please, rest a bit more," Alexander entreated gently, echoing the concern etched into every line of his face.I shook my head, feeling a vibrant energy coursing through me. "I can’t, Alexander. I’m fine. There’s something I need to tell everyone," I insisted, leaving no room for argument.He hesitated, the protector within him battling his respect for my strength and autonomy. He nodded finally, prioritising my needs, even as the remnants of his worry shimmered in the space between us. "Alright," he conceded, a soft smile breaking through the storm.With a sweep of the moment, new resolve firmed my steps as I dressed, each garment a shield of confidence and renewed purpose. As I moved with care not to wake the twins, the thrill of life seemed to pulse through my veins.Word of my rise had spread quicker than wildfire, and as I stepped out, taking in the warmth of the morning sun, I found a vast sea of faces waiting. Their collective expectation hummed in the air,
Olivia's povI watched as Selene turned to leave, her steps light and deliberate as though she floated. My heart clenched, a surge of questions and emotions compelling me to follow. “Wait, please! I still have so many things to ask you,” I called out, my voice catching in the chilly air.She paused, turning back toward me with a serene smile that held the weight of ages in its curves. "When we meet again, I will answer all that you have to ask, but I hope that is not for many more moons," Selene promised, her eyes twinkling with ancient wisdom.The promise in her words was comforting yet bittersweet. I nodded, grappling with the sense of finality that lingered in the moonlit air.“It’s time for you to go now. There are many hearts missing you dearly. Go celebrate your victory.” Selene said, bowing her head slightly.Before I could reply, she seemed to dissolve into the starlit sky, vanishing as if carried away by the winds of time. The scene around me darkened, the picturesque world s
Olivia's povMy gaze drifted over the shimmering expanse of the ocean, a melody of thoughts threading through my mind. Despite the beauty surrounding me, an invisible weight tugged at my soul, reminding me of the battles still to fight and the loved ones I needed to protect."what will happen next with those witches?" I asked, turning my head to meet Selene's serene eyes. "Will they continue to stir up trouble?"Her expression remained calm, yet there was a flicker of something—satisfaction, perhaps—in her gaze. "The witches have become prisoners of the moon," she replied, her voice a soothing lull yet imbued with undeniable authority. "Their struggle against you exhausted their magic, leaving them weak and confined."As Selene spoke, she gestured gracefully as if painting the air with her fingertips. With a subtle wave of her hand, the sand at our feet swirled upwards, cascading around us like a whirlwind. The scene shimmered into existence, vivid and real, enveloping us in a world s
Alexander's POVOlivia's fragility lying on the hospital bed. Her skin was pallor that seemed out of place for someone as vibrant as her. It felt as though she was caught between realms, her spirit elsewhere while her body remained beside me.Liam and Sarah refused to leave her, their small forms locked in, fighting off the claims of sleep as they nestled at her side. Their presence, though reassuring, brought an ache to my heart. How do you explain to a child the cruelty of the world that places their mother in such a vulnerable state?They were brave, our twins. Sarah clutched Olivia's hand tightly, refusing to let go, while Liam focused his will on staying awake, his eyes fixed on his mother more intensely than his years should allow. I had tried more than once to coax them back to the hotel with Allen, believing they needed rest, but their connection to Olivia was fierce and unyielding.Victor stepped into the room, his usual confident demeanour replaced by cautious hesitation. He
Olivia's POVThe vast expanse of sand stretched before me as I followed Selene's lead, each step further removing the haze between dreams and reality. The salty aroma of the ocean filled my senses, an intoxicating blend of freedom and nostalgia. We walked side by side, accompanied by the rhythmic lullaby of the waves, until we reached a large rock overlooking the infinite ocean.“Sit with me, Olivia,” Selene suggested, settling upon the ancient stone. Her presence brought solace. Her words whispered truths that calmed the storm within me.I lowered myself beside her, the cool rock grounding me in this surreal yet comforting world. Together, our gaze captured the horizon where the sea met the sky, a seamless union as eternal as the forces guiding me.For a while, the symphony of nature wrapped us in silence, a shared understanding passing unspoken between us. Finally, the question clawing at my heart found a voice. "Will I ever see my family again?"Selene turned her gaze upon me, the
Olivia's POVA blinding light penetrated my closed lids, and I instinctively squeezed them tighter to ward off its impertinence. The sound of waves mingled with my heartbeat, which thudded loudly against my ribs in question. Where was this place? I cautiously opened my eyes, squinting against the unfamiliar brightness. As I sat up, the world wobbled, and I blinked to clear my vision. My surroundings took on shape—the sand beneath me warm, the air tinged with salt and freedom, yet stark in its refusal to reveal any hints of familiarity. "Where am I?" I murmured, my voice lost amidst the symphony of crashing waves and whispering winds.A voice from behind me answered, gentle yet commanding, "Do not worry, my child; you are safe."My senses jolted to alertness, instincts primed for confrontation. I spun around, my heart a wild drum, only to lock eyes with the most ethereal figure I'd ever seen. A woman stood there, her silver hair cascading like moonlit waterfalls, her skin luminous, and
alexanders povMy heart thundered painfully in my chest as I carried Olivia swiftly toward the healer’s chamber. The fear of losing her was an ice-cold grip on my soul, even as adrenaline urged my legs to move faster than ever before. Lidia rushed beside me, her face a mask of determination and disbelief, the same storm raging inside her, underscored by the urgency thrumming between us all.When we reached the healer's chamber, the air inside was thick with the mingled scents of herbs and sterile remedies. The healers moved with practised skill, immediately taking Olivia from my arms and gently setting her onto the bed. I lingered my body tense with a mix of dread and hope, torn by the need to be beside her and the haunting pull of helplessness.Olivia lay still, her chest rising and falling with shallow breaths. The sight twisted something inside me, a visceral ache that threatened to unleash my wolf's protective ire. I turned away for a moment, desperate to hold onto some semblance
Olivias pov Gasping, I focused on the beating of my heart, which seemed to drum a hasty rhythm as fear clawed at me. Aura’s voice wavered in my mind, her once bright presence dimming to a mere echo. A terrifying thought struck me: what if she faded entirely? The world tilted sharply, and I clung to the wall, desperate for anything solid to anchor me.“Olivia!” The voice was distant yet persistent, weaving through the haze that threatened to overwhelm me. Each breath became a labour, a battle against the suffocating pressure in my chest.I willed Aura to return, to guide me through the fog, but silence was my only answer. Panic twisted in my gut, and I squeezed my eyes closed, blocking out the churning room. When I opened them, Alexander's face hovered before me, his expression a mask of worried intensity.His words reached me as a blur, each syllable dipping in and out of clarity. Yet, it was the fear in his eyes that cut through the murk clouding my mind. I tried to speak, but my vo