Olivia's POV"We will head to the Triplet Alpha Pack first," Victor announced, eyes scanning the crowd of anxious faces. His words carried weight, commanding attention as everyone listened intently. "We'll then work our way along the southern border to find the pack hit the worst."A murmur of agreement rose amongst the assembled wolves, though whispers of doubt lingered, floating like uneasy ghosts through the crowd. My heart thudded against my ribs, tension winding tighter with each spoken word. The soldier who had arrived earlier had provided scant information before succumbing to his grim injuries, leaving us with more questions than answers.Running into this blind terrified me. Each of us charged into the unknown with only our instincts to guide us. But it was a necessary gamble—we had to protect as many as we could. Taking a steadying breath, I let the familiar heat shimmer through my body, bracing for the transformation. I sensed the first ripple in my bones, aligning my spiri
Olivia's POVI knelt beside the injured man, my heart pounding with urgency as the chaotic scene unfolded around me. His breathing was shallow, his face contorted in agony. Just as I was about to assess his injuries, a commotion behind me caused me to turn."Alpha!" The desperate cries pierced the devastation, signalling the arrival of the triplet alphas. Cole, Casper, and Carlson. My heart twisted as Cole came to a halt, his powerful form suddenly seeming so frail. He shifted, collapsing to the ground, a broken figure amidst the chaos.The expressions on their faces revealed the weight of guilt they bore. Cole’s eyes were pools of sorrow, reflecting the blame he placed upon himself for failing to protect his pack. His brothers rushed to his side, helping him stand, concern etched into every line of their faces.Unable to bear their grief any longer, I turned back to the injured man, determined to help. "Where are you hurt?" I asked softly, trying to pull him from the brink of darknes
Alexander's POVThe afternoon sun waned, casting a sombre hue over the scene of devastation. My heart constricted painfully as I moved from one wounded figure to another, striving to provide what aid I could until Olivia arrived. It was a task born of necessity. With every whimper and groan, my heart ached a little more. I spotted Victor amidst the chaos, his brow furrowed as he tended to the injured. As he finished tying a bandage on a wolf's arm, he glanced up, eyes locking with mine. The weariness was evident, but so was the ever-present concern for his siblings and fellow alphas."Alexander," Victor called, striding over. "It's strange, don't you think? There's no sign of the dark rogues anywhere. What if they've moved on to another pack?"I paused, wiping the sweat from my brow before the act itself reminded me of bloodstains to be washed away. Straightening, I met his gaze with a gravity that matched the situation. "I hope no other pack suffers through this," I said, allowing t
Chapter 283Olivia's POVAs I stepped outside the palace, though, the atmosphere was anything but gentle. Shadows stretched across the grounds, deepening with the descending sun, creating an intricate lattice of light and dark that mimicked the tangled web of emotions within me.The aftershock of the day's events clouded my thoughts like thick smoke, but I knew there was no time to dwell. Our safety was a fragile thread that could unravel at any moment. The survivors inside the palace needed more than just reassurance; they needed protection.Victor was already coordinating defences among the remaining standing wolves, their faces hard with determination—the triplet alphas conferred with them, directing strategies with concise precision. I took a deep breath, allowing the air to cleanse the remnants of despair clinging to my spirit. This battle was more than physical—it was a test of will, resolve, and unity. It required us to stand strong, even if our hearts trembled.Taking a deep
Alexanders pov The blood-red moon hung above us like a harbinger of doom, glowing ominously against the backdrop of the darkening sky. Its stark radiance cut through the clouds, casting the landscape in shades of crimson that sent shivers down my spine. As I turned, I saw Olivia transfixed, her gaze locked on the eerie celestial spectacle above us.A pang of fear threatened to take hold of me, a primal instinct awakened by the lunar phenomenon. The red moon was never a good sign, and its appearance now felt like salt on the raw wound of our situation. But I couldn't yield to panic; it wasn't an option."Listen," I urged, my voice commanding yet steady despite the turmoil within. "We need to lead them away from here, into open land. We can't let them attack where the vulnerable are gathered."The triplet alphas, Cole, Casper, and Carlson, huddled close, understanding the urgency of the plan. Casper, usually the most sombre of the brothers, looked up, resolution etched on his face. "We
Olivias povAs the night deepened, a silence fell across the land, eerie and unsettling. The shadows seemed poised as if holding their breath, waiting for a moment to strike. I stood at the front of the warriors, my heart a mix of steely determination and raw fear. The palace loomed behind us like a solemn guardian, its stone walls a testament to the hope we had to protect.I turned my attention back to the warriors. These wolves were more than soldiers; they were a pack, a family united by shared purpose and resolve. I couldn't let them see my own fear, so I cloaked myself in the armour of leadership, knowing that their faith in me was both a responsibility and a strength.I could feel the spirit wolf within me responding to this shift, a surge of power coursing through my veins as I focused on the task ahead. Protecting the pack wasn’t just my duty; it was my heart's deepest calling.As the wind whispered secrets between the trees, the first tendrils of an impending conflict wove the
Olivias povAs the rogue slammed into me, the world spun and tilted wildly. The impact knocked the wind from my lungs, and I hit the ground hard, dust swirling around me. Pain sparked in my side, but it was fear that truly threatened to immobilise me. I gazed at the creature—a dark rogue, fur bristling, eyes gleaming with a malevolent hunger.Time shattered into fragments, each second stretching into an eternity. The rogue reared above me, its jaws wide, fangs bared, preparing for the strike that could end it all. In that heartbeat of terror, something shifted inside me, a whisper of power that flared to life.I knew it was now or never. Clutching the earth beneath me, I drew in a breath, and with every scrap of willpower, I visualised the spirit wolf that lived within me. She was there, a brilliant light in the darkness, a guide and guardian."Please," I whispered, not even sure who I was pleading to—maybe Aura, maybe my own courage. As I lifted my hands, the light grew stronger, spi
Alexander's PovAs I raced through the winding stone paths of the town, urgency pushed every step I took. The cold air bit at my skin, a reminder that the dark rogues were nearby. I couldn't stop thinking about Olivia, who was surely outpacing me with her speed and grace, responding to that haunting scream that had frozen my heart."Stay back and guard the palace!" I had commanded the others, even though every part of me wanted to keep them close. My decision felt heavy, but it was necessary. The safety of everyone depended on it. Yet, my mind couldn't escape the image of Olivia's fierce eyes and the fire in them.The town centre approached—a scene of chaos. Warriors battled shadowy figures, the dark rogues blending with the night as if performing a dance with the darkness. Their nearly invisible presence sent chills down my spine, memories resurfacing of training sessions with Olivia and how I could sense the air more around me when she was about to strike."Olivia!" I yelled, knowing
Victor's POV The soft morning light filtered through my office window, casting a warm glow over the wooden furniture. I sat behind my desk, fingers drumming anxiously on the oak surface as I awaited Lydia’s arrival. The weight of the conversation I was about to have with her had been pressing on my mind. The door creaked open, and Lydia stepped in, her eyes guarded but curious. “Victor, you wanted to see me?” she asked. I nodded, gesturing for her to take a seat. “Yes, Lydia. There’s something important we need to talk about.” She moved cautiously, sitting down across from me. It had always pained me to see the rift between them, a rift that I knew stemmed from misunderstandings and old grudges. Today, I intended to set things right. “Lydia,” I began, taking a deep breath, “I want to talk about our past, about our father.” Her eyes narrowed, and she crossed her arms defensively. “What about him?” I could hear the bitterness in her voice, the same bitterness that had spoiled her
Olivia’s POV As I stood there, watching Alexander bond with Liam and Sarah, a whirlpool of emotions churned within me. My heart was full. I thought of the path that led us here—a journey punctuated by heartbreak and healing. Seeing Alexander with the children was a new beginning, one I’d longed for. Alexander glanced over at me, his eyes filled with unspoken gratitude and a depth of emotion words couldn’t capture. For a brief moment, our souls intertwined through that look. Tears prickled my eyes with tears of happiness. "Olivia, do you want to join us?" Alexander's voice seemed to pull me back to the present. The children glanced at me, their innocent eyes filled with curiosity and welcoming warmth. I smiled, walking over to sit beside them. Sarah immediately handed me another doll while Liam resumed his focus on his puzzle. "Mummy," Liam began, his eyes wide and curious, "Are you okay?” I took a deep breath and nodded, reaching out to ruffle his hair. "Yes, darling. I'm more
Alexander pov As I made my way down the corridors, my heart pounded in my chest. I had faced countless battles and perilous situations, but nothing compared to the nerves fluttering within me now. I was about to meet my children—Liam and Sarah—two souls I had longed for yet had never met. My palms felt clammy, and I could feel my pulse drumming in my ears. When I reached the hallway, Olivia was already there, pacing slightly. She turned as soon as she heard my footsteps and walked over to me, taking my hand without a word. Her touch was comforting, helping to steady my racing mind. I wanted to meet my children so badly, but Olivia's desire to do it so fast caught me off guard. We reached the door, and she paused, looking at me with a smile that held the weight of so much unsaid. "Are you ready?" she asked softly. I took a deep breath, trying to steady my beating heart. "As ready as I'll ever be," I responded, my voice barely above a whisper. Olivia opened the door and led me in
Alexander's POV The moment I saw Olivia standing at the edge of the ballroom, it felt like time itself paused. The red dress she wore seemed almost like a mirage, a whisper of the past conjured into the present. Memories of nights long gone surged through my mind—her laughter, our kiss that night. I froze, mesmerised by her beauty, when she turned around to look at me, a smile played on her lips, and her eyes bored into mine. The air seemed to crackle with unspoken words and bottled emotions. I could feel my heartbeat echoing in my ears as I watched her from across the room. She looked like a dream, a vision I had conjured up during sleepless nights spent longing for her. Slowly, I began to walk towards her as if drawn by some unseen force. Each step felt heavy with the weight of our shared past. Our eyes stayed locked together. The crowd around us buzzed with conversation and laughter, but all I could hear was the sound of my own breathing, punctuated by the rapid thump of my hear
Olivia's POV Standing in front of the mirror, I took in my reflection. The red dress clung to my frame. It was very similar to the dress I had worn before I ran away from Alexander's kingdom. I brushed a tendril of hair away from my face, a smile spreading across my lips as butterflies swirled inside me. This night was important; I wanted Alexander to see me. My heart beat fast and unevenly as I fastened the delicate clasp of my necklace and took one last look at myself. The smile that graced my lips felt genuinely hopeful as I made my way out of the room and down the staircase. The air was charged with anticipation, and the gentle murmur of guests echoed through the grand hallways. As the ballroom doors swung open, I stood there for a second, scanning the room, taking it all in. My eyes landed on Victor and Lidia standing over, talking to some people. I made my way over to greet them, the excitement building within me, anxious to find Alexander. "Olivia, you look stunning," Victo
Olivia's POV I spent the night tangled in my sheets, thoughts of Allen and Alexander colliding in a restless tumult. My mind was a storm of worry and fear. I'd given instructions to one of the palace maids to notify me the second Allen was seen. I had to be prepared. I needed to steel myself for the conversation, imagine what I'd say, how I'd react—anything to avoid being caught off guard. Morning broke with the usual palace bustle, and I pushed my scrambled nerves aside as I dressed for breakfast. I didn't take in much of what was going on around me; everything felt muted compared to the anxiety gripping my heart. Just as the last fork clattered down onto a plate, the maid hurried in, her face painted with urgency. "Princess Olivia, Allen is here. He’s looking for you," she said breathlessly. My heart dropped into my stomach. The moment I had dreaded was here. Nodding to the maid, I rose from my seat, feeling a cold shiver run through my spine. I made my way to the front of the p
Olivia's POV I hadn't been able to stop thinking about what happened between Alexander and me. My feelings for him had grown stronger than I ever thought possible. Every moment we spent together, I felt them growing stronger. But wanting to be with him scared me. I could see that he had changed from the cruel man he once was, but what if it didn't last? And how was I going to handle things with Allen? The last thing I wanted was to hurt him. The kingdom bustled with excitement as preparations for the victory ball got underway. Victor had decided to let Alexander stay on for the celebration, a gesture that filled me with both hope and fear. I found peace in the twins' room, watching them play, their laughter soothing my troubled thoughts, and I didn't want to let them out of my sight, not after fearing that I would never get to see them again. "Mommy, look! I'm a bird!" exclaimed Liam, running around with makeshift wings strapped to his back. "Me too, me too!" cried Sarah, gigglin
Olivia's POV Seeing Victor was a relief. I hadn't allowed myself to think too much about him while we were in the snow forest, and I couldn't. I looked over to Lidia, who was standing behind him and stepping around Victor. I throw my arms around Lidia, catching her off guard. “It's so good to see you, Lidia. Thank you so much for looking after the twins.” Lidia stood frozen for a moment before awkwardly patting my back. “It's nothing,” she murmured, her terse tone showing her discomfort. She pulled away quickly, a forced smile on her face. “I’m just glad you’re… both okay.” I gave her a warm smile before turning back to Victor. "Victor, I need to tell you something," I said. Victor’s eyes narrowed with concern as he held my gaze. "What is it, Olivia?" I took a deep breath, the memory of the mysterious woman resurfacing in my mind. "Alexander and I... we fell from a cliff and ended up in the Snow Forest," I started, my voice steady but low. I told him everything besides what I had
Victor's POV My body screamed at me with pain as I slowly opened my eyes. Each blink felt like lifting a mountain. Groggily, I took in my surroundings, I was back in the palace. Immediately, my gaze fell upon Lidia. She was slouched in a chair by my bedside, her eyes red-rimmed and worn. She looked up as she heard me stirring, and relief flooded her face. "Oh, thank God you're awake!" she exclaimed, her voice a mixture of joy and exhaustion. "Victor, you had us all so worried." "Lidia," I croaked, my throat raw and dry. "What happened? How did I get here?" My mind struggled to piece together the fragmented memories—the rogues, their menacing grins, the fight ... "You were attacked," Lidia explained, her voice trembling slightly. She leaned closer, taking my hand in hers to offer some comfort. "Rogues surrounded you. But you fought them off. The guards found you passed out and badly injured, trying to make your way back to where Olivia was tending to the wounded. You've been uncon