Olivia's POVWarmth enveloped me as Alexander's arms cradled me close. The world around us was chaotic, yet in his embrace, I found a sliver of peace. But the moment was fleeting as a voice pierced through the clamour. "They're retreating!"Slowly, I pulled away, peering down to see Reed's dark army vanishing into the thick forest. Shadows swallowed their forms, leaving only the thrum of uncertainty in their wake."What do you think they're doing?" Alexander's voice held a mixture of curiosity and caution."I don't know." I tilted my chin, scanning the horizon as if the answers lay hidden. The forest seemed to sway, whispering secrets I couldn't grasp. "But we can't let our guard down. Everyone, stay on high alert!" I commanded my voice firm, carrying over the din.Alexander was at my side as I moved, instinct drawing us toward the elders. "Are you going to tell them about the twins?" he asked, his gaze steady on me.I hesitated, weighing the risk. "No," I decided, resolve hardening m
Olivias pov As we stepped into the room, the aura of tranquillity wrapped around us, a stark contrast to the turmoil outside. Liam and Sarah were nestled on the plush carpet, absorbed in a game only they seemed to understand. Their laughter was like music, softening the edges of my wearied heart."Mummy! Daddy!" Sarah sprang up at the sight of us, her excitement infectious, a glowing reminder of why this fight was worth every sacrifice.Liam followed suit, his small form rushing into my open arms with unrestrained joy. "We've been playing with Uncle Ethan!"Ethan, always the steadfast guardian, sat nearby, offering a lazy grin. "They've kept me busy," he admitted, his eyes warm with a mix of affection and respect."Thank you, Ethan," I said, grateful for his unwavering support. He nodded, the understanding between us needing no elaboration. “I better go find Lidia and see if she needs a hand with anything.” he turned and left the room, closing the door behind him.Sarah wandered to
Reed's POVThe trees whispered as I moved deeper into the forest, their secrets swirling around me in the half-light. Rage coiled within me like a living thing, a beast demanding satisfaction. My failure gnawed at me, a constant reminder of what I'd lost and what I had yet to gain.I stopped in a small clearing, my hiding place that lay veiled far from prying eyes. Here, among the shadows, I was king, free to unleash the fury that throbbed beneath my skin. With a growl, I slammed my fists into a tree, the bark crunching under the force, a brief balm to my anger. Removing my mask I needed to be free from the confinment it gave me.From the corner of my eye, I saw a movement. Natasha emerged slowly, her presence as unsettling as ever. Her eyes flicked to my face—a mixture of horror and something else, something she tried to hide. Was it fear? Disgust? I didn't care."Natasha," I hissed, ripping the mask from my face. The cool night air kissed the black lines that marred my skin, twistin
Natasha's POVI slipped away from Reed, my steps barely audible as I moved through the forest. His anger was palpable, its weight pressing down like a suffocating blanket. Yet, my mind was elsewhere, tangled in a web of my own making.Reed believed I was some sorceress at his beck and call, but he failed to recognise my true intentions. The werewolves needed to fall, and I was growing tired of how long it was taking. I was starting to believe that I had chosen the wrong wolf to fool into helping me.Finally, free from prying eyes, I paused, letting the cool air wash over my skin. Closing my eyes, I whispered the incantation that connected me to the circle of witches aiding my cause. Their faces flickered to life, suspended in the ethereal glow of magic."Natasha, what news?" one witch asked, her voice echoing in the silent forest."The dark army failed me," I replied, frustration lacing every syllable. "Reed's force is crumbling. They're weak, and I fear Olivia and Alexander's powers
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
I stood in front of the mirror, tugging at the hem of the white dress that hung awkwardly on my body. The fabric was scratchy against my skin, and I couldn't help but feel out of place in it. It was clear that this dress was not made for me; it was a hand-me-down from my sister, who had a better figure than me.As I fidgeted with the neckline, trying to make it suit just right, I couldn't shake the uncomfortable feeling that settled in my stomach. This wasn't what I would have chosen to wear to meet Alexander, it was given by my mom. She handed me the dress with an evil smile, saying that she would not be wasting any of her time or money on getting me a new dress.I sighed as I smoothed down the skirt; it didn't matter how uncomfortable or out of place I felt in this dress because I didn't have a choice but to wear it; if I walked out in anything other than what my mother had chosen for me, she would punish me worse than ever before.The sickening feeling in my stomach kept growing
Natasha's POVI slipped away from Reed, my steps barely audible as I moved through the forest. His anger was palpable, its weight pressing down like a suffocating blanket. Yet, my mind was elsewhere, tangled in a web of my own making.Reed believed I was some sorceress at his beck and call, but he failed to recognise my true intentions. The werewolves needed to fall, and I was growing tired of how long it was taking. I was starting to believe that I had chosen the wrong wolf to fool into helping me.Finally, free from prying eyes, I paused, letting the cool air wash over my skin. Closing my eyes, I whispered the incantation that connected me to the circle of witches aiding my cause. Their faces flickered to life, suspended in the ethereal glow of magic."Natasha, what news?" one witch asked, her voice echoing in the silent forest."The dark army failed me," I replied, frustration lacing every syllable. "Reed's force is crumbling. They're weak, and I fear Olivia and Alexander's powers
Reed's POVThe trees whispered as I moved deeper into the forest, their secrets swirling around me in the half-light. Rage coiled within me like a living thing, a beast demanding satisfaction. My failure gnawed at me, a constant reminder of what I'd lost and what I had yet to gain.I stopped in a small clearing, my hiding place that lay veiled far from prying eyes. Here, among the shadows, I was king, free to unleash the fury that throbbed beneath my skin. With a growl, I slammed my fists into a tree, the bark crunching under the force, a brief balm to my anger. Removing my mask I needed to be free from the confinment it gave me.From the corner of my eye, I saw a movement. Natasha emerged slowly, her presence as unsettling as ever. Her eyes flicked to my face—a mixture of horror and something else, something she tried to hide. Was it fear? Disgust? I didn't care."Natasha," I hissed, ripping the mask from my face. The cool night air kissed the black lines that marred my skin, twistin
Olivias pov As we stepped into the room, the aura of tranquillity wrapped around us, a stark contrast to the turmoil outside. Liam and Sarah were nestled on the plush carpet, absorbed in a game only they seemed to understand. Their laughter was like music, softening the edges of my wearied heart."Mummy! Daddy!" Sarah sprang up at the sight of us, her excitement infectious, a glowing reminder of why this fight was worth every sacrifice.Liam followed suit, his small form rushing into my open arms with unrestrained joy. "We've been playing with Uncle Ethan!"Ethan, always the steadfast guardian, sat nearby, offering a lazy grin. "They've kept me busy," he admitted, his eyes warm with a mix of affection and respect."Thank you, Ethan," I said, grateful for his unwavering support. He nodded, the understanding between us needing no elaboration. “I better go find Lidia and see if she needs a hand with anything.” he turned and left the room, closing the door behind him.Sarah wandered to
Olivia's POVWarmth enveloped me as Alexander's arms cradled me close. The world around us was chaotic, yet in his embrace, I found a sliver of peace. But the moment was fleeting as a voice pierced through the clamour. "They're retreating!"Slowly, I pulled away, peering down to see Reed's dark army vanishing into the thick forest. Shadows swallowed their forms, leaving only the thrum of uncertainty in their wake."What do you think they're doing?" Alexander's voice held a mixture of curiosity and caution."I don't know." I tilted my chin, scanning the horizon as if the answers lay hidden. The forest seemed to sway, whispering secrets I couldn't grasp. "But we can't let our guard down. Everyone, stay on high alert!" I commanded my voice firm, carrying over the din.Alexander was at my side as I moved, instinct drawing us toward the elders. "Are you going to tell them about the twins?" he asked, his gaze steady on me.I hesitated, weighing the risk. "No," I decided, resolve hardening m
Reed's POVI stood away from the chaos, my soldiers mounting one final assault against the weakening shield. The sounds of their efforts filled the air, but my mind was elsewhere—bewildered, angry, and more determined than ever.How was it possible? Alexander should have been gone—a distant memory, shredded by Natasha's magic. Yet he lived, his presence like an irritating thorn that refused to loosen its grip. His return changed everything, forcing me to rethink every part of my plan.I stalked through the dark woods, the shadows dancing and twisting around me as if mocking my frustration. My fists clenched and unclenched, trying to contain the seething fury that had taken hold of me. "Useless witch," I muttered under my breath, the words dripping with venom.Natasha appeared beside me, her face hidden beneath the hood of her cloak. Her eyes glinted in the dim light, sharp and unreadable. "I sense your anger, Reed, but things aren’t as simple as they once were."I stopped abruptly, tu
Alexanders pov "Stay with the twins," I ordered Ethan, my voice firm yet laced with trust. He bowed his head in acknowledgment, a silent vow to protect Liam and Sarah. Every second was precious, and I could not afford to waste even a moment. I had to reach Olivia; she needed me now more than ever.I moved with renewed vigour, feeling the strength pulsing through my limbs, a testament to my rapid recovery. As I approached the towering wall where the battle raged, eyes turned toward me. My presence elicited astonishment—surprised whispers and awed gazes acknowledging the impossible feat of my return to health. But there was no time to revel in their amazement.Victor greeted me with a fierce hug, relief and solidarity in the simple gesture. Our bond was unspoken but unbreakable, forged in the heat of battle and suffering. "We thought we'd lost you," he said, his voice gruff with emotion."You know it takes more than a little poison to take me down," I replied, my eyes flicking past him
Olivia's POVHours ticked by as the rising sun painted our hotel room with hues of hope and renewal. The warmth of light grazed Alexander’s face, highlighting the recovery that seemed nothing short of miraculous. The twins nestled deeper into my embrace, their innocent dreams a reminder of everything worth fighting for.A knock on the door interrupted the calm, and I called out with an expectant, "Come in." As the door swung open, Ethan stepped inside, his expression a mixture of joy and disbelief."Alpha, you're awake," he uttered, gratitude lacing his voice.Alexander smiled gently, filling the room with warmth. "Thanks to my amazing family." His hand squeezed mine in silent acknowledgment of the bond and strength we shared.Ethan's face darkened, urgency creeping back into his demeanour. "The shield is cracking, Olivia. It won't be long before Reed breaks through."I stood, something fierce igniting within me. "I'm coming," I announced, brushing aside any lingering uncertainty."Ol
Reed's POVThe night seemed endless, a dark canvas broken only by the shimmer of stars that mocked my ambitions. The chill bit at my skin even though I stood at the heart of power, surrounded by an ever-loyal army. But it wasn't enough. Not yet.My frustration grew as my eyes lingered on the shimmering shield that Olivia had somehow conjured. How had she managed it? Anger burned within me, turning my thoughts to chaos. This wasn't part of the plan. She was supposed to be defeated and crumbled under my pressure.Natasha sauntered over, her steps barely audible against the rustling leaves. Her eyes narrowed as they met mine, the faintest hint of satisfaction playing on her lips. "She's powerful," she stated, though her voice carried no trace of defeat."Do something, Natasha!" I bellowed, the frustration bleeding through my words. "I won't let them make a mockery of us."Her response came slowly, deliberate. "I didn't know she possessed this strength. But don't worry Reed; it won't last
Olivia's POVI found myself drifting, the fatigue of endless battles pulling at the edges of my consciousness. The room around me faded as I sank deeper, my eyes fluttering closed of their own accord.In this fragile world of dreams, a familiar warmth enveloped me. Two white wolves, their fur gleaming with an ethereal glow, emerged from the mist that gathered around my thoughts. They watched me with knowing eyes, eyes that both challenged and comforted, eyes that seemed to understand the burdens that weighed so heavily upon my shoulders."Please," I found myself whispering, my plea carried by the winds of this dreamscape. "Help me. Show me how to stop this war and save Alexander."The wolves, laden with centuries of wisdom, turned their backs as if my words had failed to reach them. Desperation clawed at my heart, urging me to call out once more, "Please!" My voice echoed through the dream, desperate and raw.It was then that the gentle yet insistent voices of the twins reached me, ca