I stepped down from the carriage, rushing towards the man, ignoring Alexander's calls from behind me. "Move! Get out of the way!" I shouted at the pack members blocking my path, pushing past them with determination. I could feel Alexander's presence behind me, trying to catch up and stop me, but I couldn't let anything stand in my way of helping this man.As I knelt down next to him, I could see the fear and pain in his eyes. His breathing was laboured, and his hands were trembling. I reached out a hand to gently touch his shoulder, offering what little comfort I could in that moment."Stay with me," I whispered softly, trying to reassure him.Victor's voice echoed through the town centre. "Fay, what are you doing?"I glanced over my shoulder briefly, meeting Alexander's worried eyes, before turning my attention back to the man in front of me. "He needs help," I said simply, my focus unwavering.With gentle hands, I inspected the wound on his head, assessing the severity of his injuri
Alexander's POVI followed behind Fay, something I had gotten used to doing lately, as we made our way to her room. She was tense, her body language rigid as she walked ahead of me. When we reached her room, she didn't even spare me a glance before storming off into the bathroom and slamming the door behind her. I understood why she was mad because what Victor had said to her was out of line, but he also made a point that she shouldn't have rushed off to help that man like she did. A smile played on my lips as I thought back to how amazing she was today helping that man. It reminded me so much of something Olivia would have done.I stood there for a moment, unsure of what to do next. Eventually, curiosity got the better of me, and I decided to take in my surroundings. Fay's room was cosy and inviting, with soft colours and warm lighting. It was strange how much she reminded me of Olivia. Even the scent in her room reminded me of her.I wandered over to her bed and sat down, running a
Olivia's povI stayed in my room, not wanting to go out and face anyone, my head throbbing with pain, but I did my best to ignore it because I didn't want to be around Alexander. But as I was reading a book about healing, trying to distract myself from the chaos going on inside my head, there was a knock on my door.I hesitated for a moment before getting up to answer it, not wanting to see who it was. But when I opened the door, I saw one of the pack guards standing there, his expression grave. Behind him, leaning against the doorframe with his arms crossed, was Alexander."What is it?" I asked the guard, trying to keep my voice steady.The guard cleared his throat nervously before speaking. "Princess Fay, it's Alpha Victor. He was injured when rogues came onto our land."My heart clenched at the news of my brother being hurt. Panic surged through me. “Take me to him”, I ordered.The guard nodded and motioned for me to follow him. I didn't spare a glance at Alexander as I hurried out
Alexanders povStanding back in the village, I watched as Fay greeted everyone with a smile, her kind eyes showing genuine concern for each pack member. They all thanked her profusely for helping the man the other day, and she took her time listening to their worries and offering comforting words. It reminded me so much of how Olivia used to be as my Luna.As I observed from a distance, Fay made her way over to me with a strawberry in hand. She popped it into her mouth and let out a contented sigh before saying, "God, these strawberries are the best I have ever eaten. And I've eaten a lot of them because they're my favourite."I couldn't help but smile at her. She always found pleasure in the simple things. My wolf nudged at me in my mind, reminding me that Olivia's favourite fruit had always been strawberries.As we walked along the street, I couldn't shake the feeling that Fay and Olivia were so similar in their love for strawberries. It was uncanny.Suddenly, a pack member came rus
Olivia POVI stood there looking at the man sitting in front of us, my heart pounding with feral, but before I could do anything, the guards came rushing around the corner. "Princess Fay, are you okay?" one of them asked me. I nodded my head, just watching them as they grabbed the man and dragged him away.We rushed back to the palace. Not wanting to waste any time, I wanted answers from this man for many reasons. It wasn't just the smell of rosemary that made me think he was the person that attacked me. It was also his voice. I remembered his voice from the night I escaped death.As we entered the palace, Allen rushed to my side and asked me if I was okay. I assured him that I was fine, but he turned to Alexander with anger radiating from his every pore."Are you behind all of this?" Allen growled at Alexander, his eyes blazing with fury.Alexander's expression softened as he shook his head in disbelief. "No, Allen. I had no idea that one of my guards was here in the kingdom. The onl
Alexander POVI slammed his fist on the table, causing the guard to flinch in fear. "Tell me why you were here!" I demanded, my voice filled with anger and frustration.The guard's eyes widened in terror as he spoke, "Please, Alpha, have mercy. I-I was just following orders.""Whose orders?" I growled, leaning closer to the guard. "Who sent you here?"The guard swallowed nervously before finally speaking up. "Please, if I tell you, they will kill my whole family".I scoffed at his weak attempt to plead for mercy. "Do you think I care about your family? You have one last chance to tell me the truth, or I swear, what I will do to you will be worse than anything anyone else could ever do."The guard's eyes filled with tears as he begged, "Please, Alpha, have mercy on me."I clenched my jaw in frustration and turned around to see Fay standing behind me. Her eyes flickered towards the guard, a hint of recognition flashing through them."Fay," I called out to her, wanting to make sure she w
Olivia's POVI walked out of the room and leaned against the door. The guard is one of the people who chased me and made me fall into the wolfbane hole three years ago.Seeing him reminded me of that horrible night.I would never forget his face. So, it was easy for me to know that Rebecca had something to do with it."Enough!" Alexander's rage-filled voice came from the other side of the door. "Do you have any idea what you have done not only to me, your Alpha, but also the pain you have coursed other people"There was a loud bang in the room, telling me I needed to go in there and stop Alexander from killing this man because the pack members deserved the chance to decide his fate for the loss that they went through.Going into the room, Alexander had the man picked against the wall. Fear was clear in the man's eyes as he begged his alpha for his life. "Stop. He will answer to the pack, and they will decide his fate," I ordered.Alexander let the man go. Allen came in, taking the man
Alexanders povStaring down at her, a mix of emotions swirled inside of me. How was this possible, and how did I not know? I had noticed so many familiar things about her, but if Olivia was true, mate, how did I not know it before? My mind was reeling as I tried to make sense of everything that was happening in front of me. Olivia, my lost wife who had run away three years ago, was standing right in front of me, her mask finally falling off to reveal her true identity.As Allen rushed to Olivia's side and helped her up, I couldn't help but feel a surge of possessiveness. This woman, my mate, belonged with me. I couldn't let her slip away again."No," I growled, stepping forward to stop them. I reached out and grabbed Olivia's arm, causing Allen to push me away."Unhand my wife," Allen demanded, his eyes flashing with anger."She is not your wife," I snarled back at him. "She is mine."Olivia ripped her arm away from me, her eyes blazing with defiance. "I am not your wife anymore," she
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