One year later.
"You don't actually like that woman, do you? I'm the better choice for you,"
I was about to knock on the door when I heard a familiar woman's voice.
I was here at Alexander's study to ask him his opinion on something about the up-and-coming ball we are holding here for Alpha Victor from the neighboring kingdom.
I pause, taking a step forward to look through the crack that's in the door, seeing my sister's best friend Rebecca standing in front of Alexander.
Rebecca said confidently, her eyes locked on Alexander's. As the best friend of my departed sister, Alexander had been kind to her and in these years, Rebecca had frequently visited the palace and acted like she was the female host of this place.
From her behaviour, I knew she wanted to replace me and be together with Alexander.
“Rebecca, mind your words. You’re Cassandra's best friend. Do you want to replace her, too?” Alexander coldly stared at her.
“No no, my King,“ Rebecca hurried to explain for herself, “ You know that Cassandra’s death also pains me. I suggest this because she had advised me to take care of you before her death. ”
"You're not really in love with Olivia, are you?" She asked the question again to confirm something.
My heart couldn't help but beat faster. Rebecca's family was much more powerful than mine and she had my sister’s words, so their marriage would make sense, but hearing her ask him sent pain shooting into my heart. I stood there holding my breath as I waited for his answer.
There was silence for a few seconds as Alexander seemed to contemplate her words.
"I haven't given my love to her," he finally replied, his voice cold.
His words cut into me like a dagger piercing into my heart. It was stupid. I knew that his heart would always belong to my sister, but it still hurt to hear that he would never care about me.
"Then why not let me replace her? I know you better than anyone else, Alexander. I can make you happy in a way that she never could." Rebecca placed her hand on his chest, her expression hopeful.
I stepped away from the door, unable to hear any more of the conversation, tears burning my eyes, threatening to spill out at any second I held them back. Taking a breath, I pulled myself together, walking away from the door, not wanting to hear anymore.
I have tried my hardest to be what he wants me to be, but it was clear I was never going to be good enough for him, and soon I would be replaced by Rebecca when he rejects me as his mate and remarries her. Their words kept echoing through my head. It was stupid how much it hurt me. I already knew that he had no place for me in his heart, but hearing him say it to her made it so much more real.
The night of the ball came around fast. I stood alone in a room full of people, watching as Alexander danced with Rebecca. Rebecca smiled and whispered things in Alexander's ear, but the whole time, he kept his face in the same unreadable expression. I couldn't stand there and watch them anymore.
The pain in my chest was too much. I turned away, trying my best to hide the pain on my face. As I did, I felt a hand on my shoulder. I looked up to see Victor, the star of the ball.
"Would you like to dance, Luna?" he asked, extending his hand towards me with a charming smile.
I hesitated for a moment, unsure if I wanted to be seen dancing with someone other than my mate. But something about Victor drew me in: his warm smile and kind eyes, which were the same grey colour as mine. I started to feel curious about him now.
Without saying a word, I placed my hand in his and allowed him to lead me onto the dance floor. The music swirled around us as we moved together.
As we danced, Victor looked at me with an intensity that made my heart race.
Victor twirled me around and leaned in closer to me. What was he gonna do to me? He was so close and as if he was about to kiss me.
It was strange, we had just met and never spoken too much. But, some things about him attracted me. It was not love but something I couldn’t explain. Did he feel the same for me?
He hovered there for a second, staring deep into my eyes, but before anything could happen, Alexander grabbed my arm, pulling me away from Victor, anger clearly visible on his face as he held me close to him.
Alexander's POVIt has been one year since my marriage to Olivia. The hardest thing has been controlling my wolf and not letting it overtake me. I don't know why, but my wolf is crazily infatuated with her. My wolf has never acted in this way to Cassandra.Olivia is the younger sister of my dead wife. I shouldn't have any feelings for her, and neither should my wolf, especially since I promised Cassandra that I wouldn't fall in love with another woman again. I find myself watching Olivia sometimes from a distance, my wolf always telling me to want her the same way it does.Sitting in my study, trying to focus on my work, the voice of my wolf started whispering in my mind."She's so beautiful, Alexander. Can't you see that?"I shook my head, trying to push away the thoughts that were flooding my mind. "No, we can't do this. She's off limits.""But why? You deserve happiness, too. And she stirs something in me that I can't ignore. Please, just consider it," the wolf pleaded.I rubbed my
Alexander's PovFor some reason, when I saw another man touching Olivia, the anger in my heart could no longer be suppressed. I took her away from Victor. I didn't care if he was only looking at the colour of her eyes; I didn't want him or any other man near her. Taking her over to a deserted corner, I held her close to me as I stared down into her eyes, which were filled with surprise and confusion."What are you doing?" Olivia asked softly, her voice barely above a whisper. It was clear by her question and how tense her body was that being this close to me made her uncomfortable. "I don't want anyone else touching you," I replied, my tone firm and possessive. Without giving her a chance to speak, I leaned in and captured her lips with mine. The kiss was intense, fuelled by the emotions that had been building up inside me.At first, Olivia seemed taken aback by me kissing her after all I hardly kissed her at all. But as our lips moved together, she melted into my arms, slowly starti
I sat in the dimly lit room, my hands trembling with fear as I tried to come up with a plan. Alexander stood before me, his eyes cold and accusing."Why are you lying to me, Olivia?" he growled, his voice laced with anger. "You know what you did to my wife.""I didn't do anything!" I protested, tears welling in my eyes. "She was cruel to me, but I could never kill her. She was my sister and despite all the horrible things she did to me, I loved her."Alexander's expression changed from rage to a terrifying calm."Shut up! How can you say that about your sister? Slandering Cassandra will only make it worse for you." He looked at me with dark eyes, and what he said broke my heart again. "someone saw you fighting with her the day before you died and that you were alone with her hours before when she went into labour, and everything went wrong."Cassandra was always a kind and pure person in his heart. And I was framed for her murder and no one believed me.Panic gripped my heart as I sta
I sat there, lost in my thoughts, trying to come up with a plan. I heard the guards outside the door talking to a female who sounded familiar. Their voices were hushed but filled with malice. I got up and crept over to the door, trying my hardest not to make a sound.I pressed my ear against the door, straining to hear what they were saying. The woman's voice was familiar - it was Rebecca."I'll make it worth your while," she said, her voice dripping with greed. "Just get rid of her quietly and quickly. I don't want any loose ends.""But what if Alpha finds out?" one guard whispered, his voice filled with fear.Rebecca's tone turned sharp and commanding. "Alpha won't find out if you do it right. And trust me, it will be worth your while.""Just tell Alexander that she was trying to escape, and you had no choice. think of all the riches and power that will come your way if you do this for me," Rebecca continued.I clenched my fists, anger bubbling up inside me at the betrayal unfolding
Slowly opening my eyes, everything was blurry. I looked around, seeing that I was in a hospital room with white walls and beeping machines surrounding me. Panic started to set in as I tried to piece together what had happened. My head was pounding, and my memory was foggy. I tried to sit up, but a sharp pain shot through my body, causing me to wince."Olivia, you're awake," a familiar voice said from beside me. I turned my head to see Victor sitting in a chair next to my bed, his eyes filled with relief."What...what happened?" I managed to croak out, my throat dry and scratchy."you've been in a coma for a week", he said softly as he took my hand in his. he went on telling me how he had found me and made the choice to bring me back to his kingdom with him, only some of his words sinking in as my mind flashed back to me escaping. I shook my head, making myself focus on what he was telling me."I heard some of Alpha Alexander's guards searching for someone, so I followed them and came
Alexanders pov. As I stepped out of the cell, my mind was filled with a whirlwind of emotions. Olivia's eyes haunted me, pleading for me to believe her innocence. But something didn't feel right about the whole situation. I couldn't shake the feeling that there was more to the story than what we had been told. I made my way to my office, my footsteps echoing in the empty hallway. I could hear the distant howls of my pack members outside, a reminder of the chaos that had erupted within our once-peaceful community.As I settled into my leather chair, I looked at the two photos on my desk: one of my late wife Cassandra and the other of Olivia. The two women who had captured my heart in different ways were now gone from my life in tragic circumstances. I couldn't help but feel guilt for not being able to protect them both.But as I stared at their images, a thought crept into my mind. Cassandra had died in childbirth, and why now were people saying that they had seen Olivia in her room h
Olivia's pov. As I examined my reflection in the mirror, I couldn't help but sigh. I had become used to wearing a mask every day, never letting anyone see my face, but it had become such a big part of me that I had started to forget who I was without it. The delicate lace mask that covered half of my face seemed to mock me, a constant reminder of the secret I harboured and the danger that loomed if anyone was to ever find out who I really was."Olivia, are you ready?" My handmaiden's voice interrupted my thoughts, causing me to jump slightly. She stood at the door, her eyes filled with concern as she watched me carefully adjust the intricate design of the mask."Yes, I'm ready," I replied softly as I turned to face her. "Let's not keep Victor waiting."Together, we made our way down the corridors of the palace, the soft rustle of silk skirts echoing around us. As we approached the grand hall where Victor had told me to meet him, I felt a familiar knot form in my stomach. It had been
I waited in my room trying to steady myself. The ball was starting in just a few minutes and I couldn't shake the nervousness that had been eating away at me all day.Standing there adjusting the delicate lace on my royal blue silk dress, my heart raced at the thought of seeing him again after all these years. The mere mention of his name sent shivers down my spine, igniting a whirlwind of emotions within me.there was a light knock on my door. I straightened my mask one last time, making sure it was securely in place before opening the door to find Beta Allen standing there, looking handsome in his tuxedo."you look absolutely stunning," Beta Allen said with a warm smile, his eyes admiring my dress."Thank you, Allen," I replied, feeling the heat rise to my cheeks."Shall we?" he said, offering me his arm. As we made our way down the grand staircase, the sound of music and laughter grew louder, signalling that the ball had already begun. My heart pounded in my chest as we were about
Alexanders povThe morning had barely begun, yet the weight of the world pressed heavily on our shoulders as Olivia and I walked down to the triplet alphas' office. The hallway was alive with murmurs, everyone eager to thank Olivia. Each gesture of gratitude was a vital reminder of just how much we owed her. The warmth in their eyes contrasted sharply with the shadow of worry that clung stubbornly to her face."Olivia," a young omega called, offering a shy smile as we passed. "Thank you for saving us."Olivia nodded, though her eyes betrayed her restlessness. I could feel her tension like an electric current between us. The dream she had last night weighed on her like lead, and I understood her fear—it was the fear that gnawed at me, too. Our thoughts were locked on our children, Liam and Sarah, who were miles away in the city, possibly at the mercy of dark rogues.As we entered the office, the room was already buzzing with discussions on our next move. The triplet alphas—Cole, Casper
Olivia's povI found a spot overlooking the pack grounds, where I could see the far horizon painted with hues of twilight. Sitting down, exhaustion overwhelmed me. My body ached from the turmoil of the past days, and my eyelids were heavy, struggling to remain open. Despite knowing I should stay alert, sleep tugged at me with relentless persistence. Just a moment, I told myself, my eyes slipping shut as I drifted off.In an instant, I was home, laughter echoing around me. Liam and Sarah, my joyful twins, ran ahead, their giggles a balm to my weary soul. Chasing after them, I called out, the evening's gentle glow transforming suddenly as the sky turned an ominous shade of black."Time to come inside!" I shouted, but only their laughter answered. Confusion churned in my gut as I searched the darkening landscape. The shadows around swirled, their movements taunting and elusive. Panic flared sharply as the twins' laughter ceased, replaced by silence."Liam! Sarah!" I yelled, desperation c
Olivia's povWith my heart drumming loudly in my ears, I watched Victor. He lay still, his breathing shallow as the Glass warmth kissed his lips. My hands lingered close, trembling with uncertainty. "Drink, Victor, please," I urged softly, my voice barely above a whisper, a prayer wrapped in hope.I held my breath, time moving languidly, stretching uneasily around us. The weight of the moment pressed heavily upon my shoulders. Each heartbeat felt like an endless echo, my pulse a desperate chorus in the quiet room. And just when doubt threatened to choke me, Victor’s lips parted softly. His throat moved, taking in the liquid, a small sip at first, then another. Relief washed over me, the tension slowly uncoiling as I watched the colour gradually begin to return to his cheeks. With every drop he swallowed, I felt the oppressive heat that had wrapped around him like chains begin to diminish.I didn’t allow myself to get too hopeful, not yet—not until I was sure. But the change was undeni
Olivias povI turned sharply, and the chill that ran down my spine got colder when I saw what the panic in Alexander's eyes was about. On the floor lay Victor, my brother, motionless. Alexander was kneeling beside him, urgently checking his pulse."Victor!" I cried out, racing to his side. My heart pounded so loudly that it drowned out any other noise. Kneeling down, I reached for his hand. It was cold and clammy, a stark contrast to the fever emanating all around us. A knot tightened in my stomach."He collapsed just now," Alexander explained, urgency bleeding into his tone. His hand was on Victor's chest, listening to the shallow rise and fall of his breath. "He must have tried to hide how he was feeling to help the others."A heavy, suffocating wave of fear threatened to pull me under. Victor was always the strongest, the rock of our family, alongside our shared purpose to protect. Seeing him so vulnerable was a blow I wasn't prepared for.At that moment, only one thought pulsed th
Olivias pov"What's happening, Victor?" I asked, my voice steady despite the fear and panic swirling inside of me.He hesitated, eyes flickering with an emotion I couldn't quite decipher—worry, seriousness. "It's the pack," he finally said, each word carrying the gravity of bad news. "Many of them are very sick—and it's spreading fast."My heart thudded, a drum pounding within my chest. "Sick? How?" I pressed, urgency soaring through every syllable."It started an hour ago with the members who were near the fire, inhaling the smoke. We just thought that it was from breathing in too much of that toxic smoke and would go away once they got some fresh air and rest," Victor explained, his eyes briefly meeting mine, filled with uncharacteristic vulnerability. "But now it's spreading wider, reaching even those who were not directly affected."Panic began its insidious climb within me. "We need to see them," Alexander interjected, his voice a steady beacon of purpose.Victor nodded, leading
Olivia's povI stood on the balcony, watching the grey clouds climb higher—the leftover ashes of the dark burning up. The sharp smell filled the air, making it hard to breathe, yet it was a burden we had to carry. As much as I wanted to rest, a nagging feeling kept me awake. The rogues haunted us, their threats hiding in every shadow, reminding us of the danger we faced.The night quickly draped around us, its shadows reaching out like curious hands, but I couldn’t bring myself to leave the sight of the smoke rising into the evening sky. Frustration threatened to overflow; I was exhausted beyond words, yet adrenaline kept me tied to what lay below. Each heartbeat carried the hope that this would be the end of it.A soft sound broke the silence, and I turned to see Alexander standing there, concern softly marking his face. His presence was warmth against the cold pressing in, and I fought the urge to collapse into his arms."You should be asleep, Olivia," he said, his voice gentle.I s
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
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 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