Olivias pov Sitting in Victor's office waiting for him, I could feel panic overtaking me. I felt weak, just like I had been back when I was forced to become Alexander's wife. Victor finally entered the room, his eyes immediately locking onto mine. "Olivia, are you okay?" he asked, his concern in his voice.I forced a smile and nodded. "I'm fine," I replied, trying to sound strong despite the fear that was eating away at me. "But I'm worried about my children and their safety."Victor's expression softened as he took a seat beside me. "I promise you, Olivia, Allen and I will do everything in our power to protect you and your children. You have nothing to worry about."Just then, Lidia burst into the office, her face twisted with anger. "You can't have Alpha Alexander removed from the kingdom!" she exclaimed.Victor stood up, facing her with a determined look. "I have no choice, Lidia. For the safety of Olivia and her children, he needs to be taken away."Lidia's eyes widened in disbel
I watch as Victor enters the playroom, his shoulders slumped and his eyes heavy with exhaustion. I can see the pain etched in his features from the recent rogue attack, and my heart aches for him. He shouldn't have to endure this kind of suffering, especially not because of me.I gestured for the maid to take the twins, Liam and Sarah, out to get something to eat. As Liam got to the door, he paused, turning to look at me with a big smile. "I'll be back soon, Mummy," he said before running off to join his sister.I couldn't help but smile at his sweet gesture. With his dark hair and piercing blue eyes, Liam was the spitting image of his father. But he was kinder and more loving than his father could ever be, and I hope so much that he stays that way and never turns out like his father.Sarah, on the other hand, modelled herself after me. She had my blonde hair and grey eyes, but she also had my stubbornness. She was fiercely independent and never wanted help with anything.I smiled bac
Alexander povI watched as Olivia walked away, her words burning into me like hot knives. She was right. She didn't owe me anything I owed her. I knew I had to find out the truth about Cassandra's death, and the only person who could give me answers was Rebecca. I made my way down to the cellars where she was being kept prisoner.The air in the cellars was musty and cold, sending shivers down my spine as I approached Rebecca's cell. She looked up at me with weary eyes, a mix of fear and defiance swirling in them."What do you want?" she asked, her voice hoarse from disuse."I need to know what really happened to Cassandra," I said, trying to keep my tone steady despite the emotions raging inside me.Rebecca looked away from me. "And why should I tell you?"I gritted my teeth, frustration bubbling up inside me. "Because I know you were there that night, and I know you had something to do with it.”She got up from the floor coming towards the door with tears in her eyes. “You already kn
Olivia's povWe gathered in the great hall. I sat by Victor's side as we watched the pack members file in. Everyone was still talking about my face being revealed. Rumours spread about why I hid my face, but Victor had hushed them as fast as they came. As Victor stood at the front of the hall, the atmosphere grew tense. The doors were closed, and all eyes were on him. His voice boomed through the room, commanding everyone's attention."We are here today for justice," Victor began, his gaze sweeping over the crowd. "Justice for the criminals that infiltrated our pack and caused so much pain."I felt a knot form in my stomach as I watched Rebecca being brought in by guards alongside the guard from Alexander's kingdom who had aided her. They still hadn't found the other culprit responsible for the chaos that had ensued.Rebecca's parents stood amongst the crowd, their faces etched with a mix of sadness and embarrassment. My heart ached for them, knowing the shame they must be feeling for
“I have sent for the maid from Alexander's kingdom who wrote the confusion letter,” Victor said as he placed the letter down on the table. I played with the food in front of me. My appetite was suddenly gone. "Why do we need to bring yet another person here who is tied up in Rebecca and Alexander's drama?" I asked.Victor looked at me with a stern look. "Olivia, we need to get to the bottom of this. We cannot make any rash decisions without all the information. Rebecca's family is demanding a fair trial, and we can not give that without putting all the pieces together," he replied.I laughed. “a fair trial. How is she worthy of that after everything she has done?”. I pushed my plate away, leaning back in my chair. Victor sighed, running a hand through his hair. "I understand that all this is bringing up old wounds, and I'm sorry to tell you, but it is going to bring up more," he said softly. "The maid has told people about the things Cassandra did to you, and as you know, Alexander
Guilt ate away at me; I was a horrible husband to Olivia, and I struggled to find a way to make her ever forgive me. I made my way to my room, my skin still tingling from where I had held her. The weight of my actions pressed heavily on my chest, suffocating my every thought. As I walked down the corridor, I heard voices.Allen's voice was unmistakable, a deep rumble that always commanded attention. At first, I thought nothing of it, but then I heard a woman's voice that wasn't Olivia's. Curiosity piqued, and I slowed my pace."I can't wait to be alone with you later," she purred, her voice laced with a mix of excitement and secrecy. I glanced around, ensuring no one would see me, and stealthily made my way to the edge of the wall, peering around the corner.Allen stood close to the woman. Their body language spoke loud, telling the story of what they wanted to be doing to each other."I will see you tonight at six," Allen murmured, his voice low but crystal clear in the silent hallwa
Olivia's Pov "Mummy, look what I draw." Liam held a picture in front of my face. I forced a smile, focusing my attention on the crayon scribbles. "That's wonderful, Liam. Is that a dragon?" "No, it's a dinosaur!" he giggled and ran back to his twin sister, Sarah, who was diligently stacking blocks taller than she was. I glanced at Sarah and marvelled at her focus, hiding the emotional storm brewing inside me. Ever since Alexander found out the truth about Cassandra, my mind had been clouded with guilt for ruining his cherished memories of her. The playroom was a sanctuary for the twins, filled with bright colours, plush toys, and the innocent laughter that echoed off the walls. Today, it felt more like a cage to me, trapping me with my thoughts. I tried to keep myself busy with mundane tasks, but the growing unease was impossible to shake off. A muffled conversation drifted through the half-open door. I paused, straining to listen. "You can't be in here," said one of the mai
Alexanders Pov My heart was aching; I never thought Olivia would actually reject me as her mate, but she had. The sting of her words echoed in my ears, and the image of her cold eyes still lingered in my mind. I could barely put one foot in front of the other as I walked through the palace halls, the pain that radiated through my body slowly crushing me. Reaching the top of the staircase, a cold voice called out my name. "Alexander," I looked up to see Allen coming towards me. "You need to leave this kingdom and never return," Allen hissed, his eyes burning with rage. "Get out of my way," I said to him, trying to push past him, but he blocked my path. Rage started to boil inside of me. "You have done enough damage already, Alexander. Olivia made her choice, and you—" he spat the words—"are not part of it. So leave my wife alone and get the hell out of this kingdom and never return." "You don't deserve to call her your wife." Allen let out a bitter laugh, the sound cutting
The soft crunch of leaves underfoot marked our journey through the dense forest. The symphony of chirping crickets and the faint rustle of nocturnal creatures created a haunting yet soothing backdrop. But my thoughts were far from the serenity surrounding us, caught instead in a relentless loop of urgency and frustration.Hours had slipped by since we began this trek, each passing hour a new knot of tension coiling within me. The sense of time slipping through my fingers like grains of sand was maddening. I cast a glance at Tinsley, her expression unreadable as she navigated the underbrush as though it understood her silent command.“Just a little further,” she murmured, her voice a gentle reassurance that erased none of my impatience. It wasn't enough. The thought of Olivia and our children, their lives tethered to the whims of a tyrant, burned in my mind like a branding iron.“Tinsley,” I barked, the restraint in my voice unravelling. “If I shift into my wolf form, I can carry you.
Alexander's POV The sun hung low as I approached the palace gates, an ominous silence filling the air. There, waiting with a posture that promised a steadfast determination, stood Tinsley. Her silver hair caught the fading light, a beacon against the encroaching dusk. “Are you ready to make this journey to the magical land?” she asked, her voice both soothing and filled with the gravity of the impending quest. Her words resonated with the weight of destiny and the urgency of our plight. I nodded, the resolve firm within me, though uncertainty lingered like a shadow at the edge of my thoughts. Just as we began to move forward, a familiar voice shattered the fragile calm. “Daddy, wait!” Liam’s voice reached me like a lifeline, pulling me back from the precipice. I spun around to see my son running toward me, his little legs moving with desperate urgency. My heart clenched painfully, each beat echoing with his cries. Lidia trailed behind, her voice gentle but firm as she called, “Li
Olivias povI moved forward towards the voice. The tunnels bent and swirled around me, a labyrinth that seemed to stretch into infinity. I called out again, gentler this time, "Hello? Is anyone there?" My voice felt tiny in the vast darkness, threading through the heavy silence. Suddenly, I caught a whisper—a voice faint yet persistent—a single word that seemed woven from the air. "Olivia..." I hesitated, feeling a tremor of both hope and fear. That voice, so distant yet unmistakably real, beckoned me with a familiarity I couldn’t ignore. My grip on the wall tightened, anchoring me as I ventured further in, letting the whisper guide me. The passage narrowed, its cold stone brushing against my arms as if ushering me onward. I heard more voices then, a soft scuffle mingling with the breeze that funnelled through the maze. Despite the chill, determination warmed my skin and coaxed courage from my bones. Ahead, a glow illuminated the gloom—a flickering light that pushed back the shado
Olivias pov We began our descent, a part of me wished this ride could last forever. Eventually, Pyrrhus landed softly in a secluded courtyard, his scales catching the last rays of the setting sun.Elijah slid down first, turning to offer his hand to help me dismount. I took it, feeling the warmth from his touch lingering even after my feet touched the ground. I walked around the front of Pyrrhus and patted him gently on the head.“Thank you, Pyrrhus,” I whispered, the dragon’s eyes reflecting understanding and acknowledgment before he curled into a rest.The walk back to my chambers felt longer than it should have. We finally arrived at my door. As I turned to face him, his eyes bore into mine, a flicker of something unsaid reflecting deep within them.Taking my hand, he brought it to his lips, his breath warm and gentle against my skin. “Thank you for trusting me, Olivia,” he murmured, his voice almost husky. “I had an amazing time with you.”A knot formed in my chest. Something in
Olivias pov Sitting on the bed, my heart was filled with worry for Sarah. The sound of the door being unlocked snapped me out of my thoughts. I looked up right as the door started to open. I readied myself for another meeting with King Nicholas, but instead, in walked his son.“Good morning, Olivia.” he greeted me as he bowed his head to me. I sat there silent, my mind still swirling. Elijah’s presence did little to ease the pounding in my chest. His politeness was almost unsettling in the midst of everything else.“Elijah,” I acknowledged tersely.He offered me a soft smile, one that tried to reassure me. It did nothing to pierce the dread hanging over me. “I thought a tour of the palace and a ride around the kingdom might lift your spirits today.”I hesitated. “I don’t think I’m in the mood.”He looked at me, his eyes filled with disappointment that seemed to come from a deeper place. “I understand. But maybe some fresh air and a change of scenery will do you good. For now, let me
Alexander's POVMy mind whirred with thoughts half-formed, worries and strategies crisscrossing in a tangled web. I moved briskly, packing essentials, etching Tinsley’s instructions into my memory. But I knew I couldn’t leave without seeing Liam one last time.I found Liam sitting in the garden, his eyes staring down at his hands in his lap. Linda was sitting next to him, watching his every move. I could tell he wanted to cry. He missed his mother and sister but was trying to be brave. My heart ached for him, and I wished I could take his pain away. Walking slowly towards him, I called out his name. “Liam,” his eyes meant mine, and a smile grew on his face. “Daddy,” he said as he stood up and came towards me. I picked him up, holding him close to me. For a moment, we stood there in silence, the weight of the situation threatening to crush me whole. But I couldn’t let him see my fear. “Listen, buddy,” I began, my voice soft but firm, “I have to go now, but I’m going to bring Mummy a
Alexander's POVThe guard’s words slammed into me like a jolt of electricity. I straightened up instantly, my breath catching as hope flickered in the depths of my exhaustion. "Bring her in," he commanded, his voice steadier than I felt.Seconds stretched into an agonising eternity until the door opened again. And in walked a lady. She paused in the doorway, her eyes wide with the weight of her message. Recognition sparked in my mind; she was the one who had guided us out of the treacherous forest. Her presence brought both a rush of hope and an undertow of dread.“Where is Olivia and Sarah!” I demanded. She stepped inside, eyes darting around the room, assessing the situation. Her expression remained solemn as she gravitated toward me, her hands clasped in front of her as if in prayer."Alexander, Victor," she began, her voice a mixture of urgency and sorrow. "My name is Tinsely, and I am bringing news about Olivia and your daughter, Sarah.""Tell us," Victor pressed, the tension i
Alexanders povThe world around me was a blur when I woke up, my body heavy and head throbbing with a pain that seemed to reverberate through my entire being. Darkness curled at the edges of my vision, but through the haze, I realised I was in a small, unfamiliar room. Panic surged through me, and I bolted upright, immediately regretting the swift motion as dizziness threatened to pull me back under."where am I?" I croaked out, my voice raw from disuse. I glanced around, taking in the clinical white walls and the beeping monitors next to my bed. Fluorescent lights buzzed overhead, casting a cold, harsh light on the room.A figure moved in the corner of the room, drawing my attention. It was a woman in a nurse's uniform, her face lined with concern as she stepped closer, making soothing motions with her hands."Easy now, Alexander," she said, her voice steady and calm. "You've been through a lot. You need to rest.""Rest?" I echoed, incredulous. "How long... how long have I been here?
Back in my dimly lit room, I closed the wall softly behind me, the faint sound of the lock clicking into place echoing in the silence. The heavy atmosphere pressed down on me, and worry ate away at my insides as I paced the room. My heart ached, an incessant thud against my ribs that matched the urgency in my footsteps.Time seemed to stretch endlessly, each minute feeling like an eternity. I paced the small confines of my room, every clink and clatter from outside jarring my already frayed nerves. Aura, usually a voice of calm within my mind, was eerily silent.Then, the unexpected sound of my door creaking open splintered the silence. I turned abruptly, my breath catching in my throat. Nicholas stood in the doorway, his cold gaze piercing through me. And behind him—Sarah. Relief washed over me, and I rushed toward her without a second thought."Sarah!" I cried, reaching out, but before I could touch her, a guard stepped in my path, blocking me. His arm was like a steel barrier, unyi