Olivia's POVIn the aftermath of the confrontation, I fought to steady my racing heart, pushing aside the lingering sting of Alpha Kyle's words. The tension hung thick in the air, but there was no time to dwell on it. The fate of the pack and our home demanded my focus, and I couldn’t afford to falter.The sky above had brightened. Yet, even with daylight, an uneasy stillness pervaded the atmosphere as if the world held its breath for what came next. Exhaustion gnawed at me, but I refused to give in."Keep gathering the bodies," I instructed the remaining warriors, attempting to focus on the task at hand. "Stack them over there, and we'll decide on another way to deal with them."A chorus of nods followed my command, determination etched across the faces of those who had survived the night. They moved as one, driven by necessity more than anything, doing whatever it took to protect what was left of our home.As I turned to join the effort, a firm grip caught my arm, halting my stride.
Alexander's POVHer eyes had said one thing, but the way she vanished into thin air was unlike anything I'd ever seen. Her expression had been etched with fear, a silent scream for help that echoed long after she disappeared."Olivia, tell me what's wrong," I had pleaded, desperation seeping into my words.Her response was to turn away, a simple, haunting "I have to go," before she ran for the door. And then, just like that, gone.Frantic, I raced outside, heart pounding in time with my footfalls. The palace grounds stretched vast and empty, save for the soft whisper of wind through the trees. The chill in the air was sharper, more biting without her presence."Olivia!" I shouted into the creeping darkness, hoping against hope for a response. My voice echoed back at me, hollow and unnerving. The absence of her was a tangible thing, a gap in the fabric of my world that threatened to unravel everything.Victor was approaching from the path leading up to the palace, his stride purposeful
Olivias povMy heart pounded in my chest aura stirring with in me warning me of something horrible that was about to happen. I closed my eyes, feeling the warmth of Aura—the spirit wolf that resided within me—pulsing through my veins, guiding me with an insistent urgency. Her strength was always there, whispering truths only I could hear. But now, her voice filled me with dread, a low hum that demanded action.With breaths heavy and sure, I called upon Aura, letting her essence flow through me. Reality blurred at the edges as the world around me disappeared in a kaleidoscope of swirling lights and shadowy figures. Teleporting was still unfamiliar, a skill that twisted time and space, requiring trust and precision.When I finally opened my eyes, the scenery settled into clarity—the familiar outlines of the town centre emerged. The world spun briefly around me as I steadied myself, taking in the forgotten familiarity of the place I'd once called a sanctuary. My return felt both unexpect
Olivias povAs the rogue came at me, I felt the fatigue settling over my muscles once more, a weight threatening to drag me down. I gasped for air, pushing my body to its limits. Every instinct screamed for me to move, to act, to save my own life and those of my friends. But deep inside, I also knew that this moment was essential, a turning point, a test of my resolve and the power I held within.Aura simmered beneath my skin, her presence like a burning flame, casting light upon the darkness encroaching on us. I let her energy ripple through my limbs, igniting my spirit with the pure brightness of her existence. Her voice was a gentle whisper, urging me on, her courage infusing mine. With a burgeoning sense of purpose, I brought forth all the strength I had left, channelling everything into a single point of focus.The rogue leapt towards me, a threat of claws and gnashing teeth destined to tear me apart if I faltered. But I didn't falter. Arms outstretched, my hands projected a blos
Olivias povMy body trembled as the adrenaline slowly left and my mind swirled with questions I hated not knowing anything about these dark rogues I made a promise to then and there that when this was ove everything that we had learnt about them and defeating them would be recorded so that if this ever happened again they would not go into it blind. "Olivia," a familiar voice called from behind, pulling me from my racing thoughts. I turned to see Cole, the triplet Alpha I had saved, his face ghostly pale with a mixture of gratitude and weariness."Cole," I greeted softly, recalling the brief flash of fear in his eyes during the attack. We both stood amidst the chaos, a silent kinship forming from shared survival. "Are you alright?"He nodded, though the faint tremor in his hands betrayed him. "Thanks to you, yes," he replied, his voice steadying as he met my gaze. "I owe you my life, Olivia. We all do."A part of me wanted to shrug off his gratitude, to dismiss it as simply doing wha
Olivia's POVIn the best Royal Hospital's delivery room, my sister, our Luna Queen, was giving birth to her baby. She had a perfect family and a perfect marriage. My mother clung to my father, and my sister's Beloved husband, Alexander, our Alpha, stood anxiously by the door, his fist clenched, praying for good news.And also me, Olivia Miller, a family member who seemed like an outsider. I stood a little away from them and leaned on the wall. During the long wait, my thoughts flew to some past bad memories.A red cigarette butt pressed hard against the top of my hand. I screamed out in agony, covering my arm as I stumbled and fell."Olivia, do you like the new scar?" My sister asked, looking at me with a smile.I don't say a word, looking down in silence. She snorted softly and left with her friend laughing.My sister had always been the most favoured one in the family. She earned all of the attention of my parents and even the whole pack while I was the invisible daughter of the fam
I stood at the top of the stairs, my footsteps were a little tramping, ever since Alexander accused me of seducing him at the funeral, my mom hated me even more and my dad never cared for me anymore. And my situation in the pack got even worse, people started bullying me, every place I went I was accused of having no shame in seducing my own brother-in-law, not to mention that Alexander was our Alpha king, the dream of countless she-wolves. I had completely become the bitch they called me.I had tried to defend myself, but the word of our Alpha King Alexander was authority and I had no chance to get rid of the sin.I saw my dad and mom sitting downstairs at the dining room table, no one talking, and I walked over to them and sat down. Mom rolled her eyes at me, and Dad didn't even look at me, just focusing on his paper."Hey, Mum and Dad, I have something really important to tell you," I began nervously.My mom crossed her arms and raised an eyebrow. I'd been stupid to think that they
The pain from my poor choices yesterday woke me up. I still can't believe how stupid I had been, letting their words get to me the way they did and allowing my anger to take control of me. I hardly paid any attention to my wounds yesterday. All I wanted to do was go to sleep. I didn't bother going to my parents about what my bullies did to me. I would have just been wasting my time going to them. I told them when I was younger about being picked on, my mum just ignored me, and dad told me not to go outside. If I stayed home, then they wouldn't be able to get to me. I've learnt over the years to deal with my pain alone.Going to the bathroom, I grabbed some concealer to cover my bruises as best as I could; I didn't want to leave the house looking as bad as I did.Standing in front of the mirror, trying to hide the bruises as best as I could, a voice suddenly echoed in my mind. It was soft and familiar. "Olivia," it called out gently.Startled, I looked around the empty bathroom, wond