Olivia’s POVI stood in front of the mirror, looking at my reflection; every inch of my body was calm despite the evening ahead. The Gathering of the Elders was upon us, an event I dreaded but could not avoid. The elders firmly believed in these gatherings, insisting they strengthened the alliance between packs. Skipping the event would lead the others to think I didn't consider myself their equal, a notion I was determined to refute.Taking one last look, I left the room and headed downstairs to meet the others. Taking the last step, Alexander turned to look at me. His eyes met mine, and a warmth spread across his face, his love for me illuminating his gaze. "You're breathtaking," he murmured, stepping forward to meet me. His hand found mine with the ease of a well-worn ritual, and my heart swelled in response. “Victor and the others are meeting us there.”As we left, heading toward the Gathering of the Elders, the air between Alexander and me was rich with a newfound understanding.
Olivias pov“What are you doing here all on your own, Olivia?” Carlson chimed in, his tone a mockery of concern. “Seems like you could use some company. Might get lonely, waiting for Alexander to rescue you.”I straightened my spine, meeting Carlson's gaze with unwavering confidence. He wanted to get under my skin, but he’d have to try a lot harder.The energy in the room felt charged, an electric hum vibrating just beneath the surface as I continued to face Carlson and his brothers. They were predictable, their tactics a woven tapestry of arrogance and bluster. It was a pattern I had seen too many times, one that no longer held sway over my emotions."I'm never alone," I responded with a calm laced with steel, "especially when surrounded by such esteemed company." My words sparked a ripple in the crowd, drawing the curious and speculative gazes of many alphas.The air crackled with anticipation, the eyes of the alpha elites glued to us. They wanted a spectacle, confirmation of their
Olivias pov As the night wore on, the noise and light from the Gathering felt suffocating, the weight of whispered judgments clashing with the silent realm outside. I excused myself, stepping beyond the threshold of the elders' hall to inhale the crisp, calming air. The moon shone brightly above, illuminating the leaves that rustled gently in the soft breeze. It was a moment of solitude that I craved amidst the tumult of conflicting emotions and expectations.The chill of the night wrapped around me like a comforting embrace, cooling the lingering heat of confrontation. It was moments like these when I could truly reflect, taking stock of what had transpired in the intertwined worlds of werewolves and politics. They doubted my power, yet I stood unwavering, proving time and again that I was more than capable despite their prejudices.A familiar, subtle tingle crept up my spine, an instinct honed by years of survival and caution. I knew someone was approaching, not with ill intent but
Olivias povI went to walk around him, making it clear while still being polite that I didn't want to talk to him. As I did, he stepped in front of me, blocking my way. "Olivia, why don’t you stay a moment? It would be a shame not to catch up."Every instinct told me to distance myself from him, but his influence was pervasive throughout the packs, making any open defiance risky. This interaction required delicate maneuvering, a facade of politeness that belied the tension underneath.I turned to Reed, adopting a mask of polite indifference. "Thank you, Reed," I said, my voice measured and controlled. "But I really must be going." My words were clear, and my intentions unmistakable.Yet Reed, unperturbed by my refusal, leaned in as if my words were nothing more than passing rain. "I just wanted to commend you," he continued, a sly smile creeping onto his lips. "You were impressive against the triplet alphas. They didn't see you coming."His comment caught me off guard, but I quickly c
Alexander's POVThe room was alive with conversation, a current of words threading through the assembly. I stood with a group of alphas, trying to stay focused, but my attention was elsewhere. The markings on my hand, ancient and deep-rooted, began to thrum with an unearthly energy. A warmth spread across my palm. I glanced down, watching as the symbol glowed to life, its luminescence both thrilling and unsettling.Instinctively, my senses snapped to attention, and I scanned the room for Olivia, knowing the glow heralded her presence or a shift in our dynamic. It didn’t take long to spot her amidst the crowd, standing mere feet away from Reed. The sight ignited a firestorm inside me, my wolf growling in response. Yet I couldn’t act on it, not here. To do so would risk tipping the balance we’d worked so hard to preserve.Gathering my resolve as I approached them, I noticed Reed walking away, his shoulders tense with anger. He bumped into me, but didn't stop to acknowledge it, continuin
Olivia’s POVThe golden light of dawn filtered softly through the curtains, casting a gentle glow over the room. I stirred, feeling a comforting presence wrapped around me. As my senses awakened, the warmth of strong arms cradling me reminded me of where I was—next to Alexander, who was still lost in peaceful slumber. His steady breathing and the steady rise and fall of his chest created a soothing rhythm that eased the recollection of last night’s intensity.The tenderness of the moment was a stark contrast to the chaos that awaited us. Tonight was the night of the challenge with the triplet alphas. The anticipation of it lingered in the air, a constant reminder of the battle to prove myself.Carefully, so as not to disturb Alexander, I slipped from his embrace, the cool air a shocking contrast against my now-exposed skin. A quick glance at the clock confirmed what I already knew—there was time yet before the world would demand our focus. I needed every moment of it to prepare, both
Olivia’s POVI smoothed down the fabric of my outfit, casting a final glance in the mirror. The reflection staring back was a blend of strength tempered by vulnerability, a visual armour for the challenge ahead. Deep down, I felt the echo of Arua’s presence, her confidence bolstering mine.Alexander's voice resonated through our suite, signalling it was time. I emerged, greeted by the warmth of his smile—a potent mixture of pride and encouragement that never failed to steady my resolve.“Ready?” he asked, offering his arm like a knight to his queen.I nodded, a smile gracing my lips. “As always.”We descended to the lobby of the hotel, where my family gathered like guardians of fate. Victor, Lidia, and others were a united front, each bearing expressions of support and expectation. The tension was palpable, an undercurrent between familiar glances and whispered words.Together, we ventured into the heart of the forest, leaving behind the city’s complexity for something far older and r
Olivias povMy eyes flew open at his words, bracing myself for the fight ahead. The triplet alphas—Cole, Casper, and Carlson—moved together like a well-oiled machine, and each step synced as if they could read each other's minds. Their confidence filled the clearing, a thick air meant to scare me. But I held my ground, ignoring their attempt to intimidate me.Cole was the first to attack, springing forward with deadly speed. His movements were quick and sharp, but my instincts took over, guiding me to sidestep him just in time. He stumbled slightly, thrown off balance. Seizing my chance, I spun around and delivered a powerful kick to his chest, knocking him to the ground. The crowd gasped, surprise evident in their murmurs. But I knew there wasn’t any time to celebrate.Next was Casper, the second brother, who came at me with no hesitation. He was more strategic, watching me closely to figure out my next move. Arua and I worked as one, dodging his attempts to catch me. We moved togeth
Alexanders povI watched in utter helplessness as Sarah's uncontrollable fire drew the attention of the merciless riders. A deep roar of frustration bubbled up inside me, but my voice felt like a whisper. My fists clenched at my sides, trembling with the sheer force of my fury. I willed myself to calm down, knowing the last thing I needed was to let my rage cloud my judgment."Grab the child!" the leader bellowed, his gaze shifting to Sarah.Within moments, two of his men closed in on her. "No! Leave her alone!" I screamed, but my words were swallowed by the gales whipping through the garden. I ran towards her, dodging the dragon's claws and tail as I did. Sarah's fiery breath gave way to frightened sobs as they bound her hands, her small frame no match for their force. My heart shattered at the sight, a visceral pain that overshadowed my anger."Alexander, protect them!" Olivia's voice pierced through the chaos as she was dragged away by the leader. Her desperate plea sliced through
Olivias povJust as the officiant began to speak, a sudden gust of wind whipped through the venue, tearing petals from their delicate stems and sending them swirling into the air. My grip on Alexander's hand tightened. Everything else seemed to disappear as a dark shadow loomed overhead.All eyes turned skyward, gasps and murmurs rippling through the crowd. “Dragons!” a panicked voice screamed from the crowd.Three dragons, their scales glinting ominously in the sunlight, descended upon us. Their riders, clad in dark armour, exuded a menacing aura that sent chills down my spine."There she is!" one of them roared, pointing directly at me. Panic set in as I realised they were the figures from my dreams. My heart raced. The leader dismounted, striding towards me with purpose."No!" Alexander shouted, stepping in front of me protectively.The rider smirked, a sinister glint in their eyes. "We have no quarrel with you, Alexander. Hand over Everly's daughter, and no one else needs to get h
The day of our wedding dawned bright and clear. I couldn't help but feel a rush of excitement—and nerves—as I prepared in my room. My heart was a whirlwind of emotions, excitement mingling with the lingering of fear from my dreams, but I pushed that down. Nothing was going to wreck today.Sarah and Liam, our spirited flower children, were busily inspecting their flower baskets. Their antics brought a smile to my face and lightened the oppressive anxiety that had settled in my chest."Mummy, do you think dragons like flowers?" Sarah asked, her eyes twinkling with innocent curiosity.I knelt to her level, smoothing down her dress. "I think they love them, dear. Just like how everyone will love how beautiful you and Liam look today."Just then, the sound of hooves clattering on stone paved the way for Alexander's arrival. I peeked out the window to see his carriage framed against the backdrop of our beautiful garden. He emerged with a dignified grace, looking as handsome as ever. My hear
Over the next few days, the wedding preparations consumed my every waking moment. It was as if the entire world had narrowed down to a singular goal: ensuring that every little detail was perfect. The twins were a handful, their boundless energy and endless questions adding to the chaos. Alexander was a rock, always there with a reassuring smile or a gentle touch on my shoulder, grounding me when I felt like I might float away in the whirlwind of tasks. Late at night, when everything was finally quiet, I would open my mother's diary again. Her past, her struggles, and her love became my escape from the day's stresses. But every time I closed the diary, sleep would bring more dreams—dreams that felt increasingly real, and I knew that it was the dragon kingdom. One night, after settling the twins and ensuring everything was in place for tomorrow, our wedding day, I decided that I needed to talk to Alexander about my dreams to see if he could help me understand why I was having them an
With a final, reassuring glance at Alexander, I retreated to the sanctuary of my room, the weight of the diary heavy in my hands. I closed the door softly behind me and settled onto my bed, the anticipation building as I opened the worn cover. The first few pages were filled with my mother's elegant script, and I could almost hear her voice narrating her past. As I read, I was transported back to a time before I was born, when Everly was a high-ranking dragon in the northern Dragon Kingdom. The vivid descriptions painted images in my mind, and I found myself lost in the tales of her courage and the brutal politics of her homeland. She wrote about her life, her status, and the expectations placed upon her. There were entries detailing her meetings with Nicholas, the cruel Dragon King who sought to control her through a forced marriage. The fear and desperation that leaked through her words made my heart ache. Everlys Diary Entry: "I knew I had to escape. His presence suffocated me.
Lidia's saying yes to being my maid of honour was a step in the right direction; everything was slowly starting to fall into place. If only I could get the twins to control their powers and somehow find all the answers about mine and their dragon side, then everything would be perfect. I returned to Alexander and Victor as they were coming out of the victors' office. I greeted them with a smile. As soon as Alexander's eyes met mine, a smile grew around his face, making my heart flutter. "How did it go?" he asked, his voice warm and steady."It went well," I replied, moving to stand beside him. "Lidia agreed to be my maid of honour."Alexander's eyes sparkled with happiness, and he took my hand in his, kissing it gently. "That's wonderful, Olivia. Everything is falling into place."Victor cleared his throat, drawing our attention back to him. "We need to finalise some details, like where you would like to hold it and who you would like to invite."I glanced at Alexander, feeling a sud
Olivia's POVThe decision was made in the quiet moments of intertwining fingers and shared dreams. We didn't want to wait any longer. We wanted to be married as soon as possible. We made our way to Victor's office hand in hand. Victor was just about to walk into his office as we got there. He paused as soon as he saw us. “Happy birthday, Olivia,” he said before pulling me into a hug. As he let me go, he saw the beautiful ring on my finger. “That's quite something.”I smiled from ear to ear. “Thank you. Alexander made it for me. But we didn't come to make small or show off my ring.” Victor looked from me to Alexander with a knowing smile. “Is everything okay? Are the twins okay?” he said with a hint of panic in his voice.“The twins are fine. They are with Lida. We want to start planning our wedding.” Alexander said, his tone infused with excitement.Victor's eyes lit up, and a grin spread across his face. Without a word, he gestured for us to follow him into his office. As I went to
Olivia's POVThe warmth of Alexander's body against mine enveloped me, making the world fade away until it was just the two of us. Tears of joy mingled with the intoxicating scent of blooming roses. For a moment, everything was perfect—more than I could have ever dreamed, all the fears and worries that I had left me completely.His strong arms only tightened around me as if he were afraid I might disappear. "Olivia," he whispered, his breath tickling my ear, "Happy birthday."I pulled back slightly to meet his gaze, our foreheads almost touching. "Thank you," I said, cupping his face. "This means everything to me. You mean everything to me."Alexander's eyes softened, a slow smile curling his lips. "I wanted this to be special because you deserve the world and more."He hadn't just handed me a ring—he had given me a piece of his soul, a testament to the love we'd shared and the future we were promised. Words felt insufficient, yet they tumbled out anyway. "It's perfect... you're perfe
Alexander's POVThe rhythm of my heartbeat quickened as I made the final touches to the ring I had been crafting for Olivia. I had kept this project a closely guarded secret, sneaking away whenever time allowed. The ring wasn’t just a piece of jewellery; it was a symbol of everything we had been through and the love that we had endured despite all odds.As sunlight streamed in through the workshop’s tiny window, I held up the ring to inspect it under the golden light. It glinted, capturing the morning rays. The band was delicate yet strong, a precise representation of our bond. I could only hope it would meet her expectations.Today was Olivia's birthday, and I couldn't wait to present it to her. The day we first met felt like a lifetime ago, and yet every memory was vivid. Every touch, every shared glance had led us to this moment. I wiped the sweat from my forehead, feeling a mixture of nervousness and excitement.Taking one last look at the ring, I carefully placed it into a small