Oliver's P.O.V.
My legs propelled me forward, faster than I had ever run before. My body weaved in and out of the trees as I pushed toward my mate. Nothing would be harming them today, of that I was certain.
I would destroy every wolf that even looked their way before I let my family be taken from me.
The smell of the rogue grew stronger the closer I got to the house, and as their scent mixed and thickened, I knew they weren't alone. There were multiple, hunting together. Whether it was me they were after or Lana, I couldn't risk it.
The putrid scent surrounded me as I reached the tree line of the house. I came to a stop before exposing myself in the open area behind the building.
They were here. I could sense them slinking their way around my mate's den, looking for the best method to attack. It was rare for rogues to go after humans, but not unheard of.
A small head popped up in the window with a bright smile, and I
Lana's P.O.V. The horrid sounds of the animals fighting outside had the small hairs on my arms and neck standing at attention. Each whimper and cry of pain made me flinch as I imagined my wolf hurt or possibly dead. There was a pain in my chest that restricted my breathing as I imagined anything happening to Olly. Maddie curled up in the bed. Her tear-streaked face and runny nose was a heartbreaking sight, but she kept calm as I walked into her room behind her and turned the television on. Even with the poor reception, the static-covered show was a relief as it helped to mask the growling. I was hoping the sound of the small picture box would distract her enough from what was happening outside for her to fall asleep. "I'll be right back. Try to go to sleep, okay?" I asked, but the sound of a wolf yowling in pain made my spine straighten. My heart was pushing me to grab my gun and go help, to protect Olly, but my brain was telling me not to get in the middle of a pack of wild wolve
Lana's P.O.V. The sound of Maddie giggling as she sprinted down the hallway made me wake. The blanket over me fell as I jumped to my feet searching for my weapon. I shoved my hand between the cushions, feeling that disgusting truth that I needed to vacuum the couch and armchair, but no gun. Not having time to waste, I picked the blanket up from the ground, pausing slightly when I realized it was the same one I had placed over our uninvited guest, but ignored it, more focused on the lack of anything metal falling from the fabric. If he had my weapon and my daughter, I was screwed. I grabbed the fire poker, holding it up like a bat as I moved around the corner to the hallway. The door to Maddie's room was open, and I tiptoed over quietly. He shouldn't have been able to move from the extent of his injuries, let alone walk all the way down the hallway. Maddie was talking, explaining how her doll used to be a princess but became a
Oliver's P.O.V. The entire time Lana was in the kitchen, she was watching me. Every few seconds, she would look up and find me with her beautiful pale green eyes narrowed at me. When the sun came in through the window, they almost appeared to be baby blue, taking my breath away. She was stunning. It was the glare she would send my way like she was waiting for me to attack one of them, that made me feel worried. I knew that trying to hide everything last night would mess with her head, but I also wasn't ready to tell her the truth. The probability of her shooting me was very high with how on edge she was. That was not something that I wanted to go through. As much as it pained me to say it, watching her move around the kitchen was torture. I kept picturing how her towel had fallen off two nights ago, and the way she confidently walked around naked as she dried her hair. It was imprinted in my brain as one of the best nights of my life. Maddie let out a groan as her mother placed a
Lana's P.O.V I couldn't help but watch Olly as he walked away toward the forest. His head was low, and his tail was tucked down like a beaten dog. My heart hurt as he got further away. The connection I felt to him was pulling, like a rubber band being stretched. The need to call him back was on the tip of my tongue, but I couldn't do it. How could I risk having a man I didn't know who could turn into a wolf around my daughter? She didn't know that he wasn't just an animal. A small part of my own brain was still denying that fact, but I wasn't stupid. There were too many things that signaled it wasn't my imagination. Having him listen and do as I said was the straw that broke the camel's back, confirming he understood me. I wanted answers, but I also wasn't ready for them. I could barely handle the world as I knew it. How could I justify adding werewolves to it? If they were real, what else was out there? My head shook as I tried to fight that train of thought. That was exactly wha
Oliver's P.O.V My heart broke when I witnessed that rogue tear run down Lana's perfect cheek. She didn't deserve this, any of it. I would give her time to process this, just not too long. Then I would be right back at her doorstep, as a fully clothed human, to explain. In the meantime, there were several things I needed to do. The first was to take care of the bodies from last night. I had pulled them away from the house with what energy I could muster, but I was too weak to do anything more than drag them until I had healed more. Their stink was rapidly growing, and each time the wind blew, the smell of their corpses would pollute the air around my mate's home. My nails broke the ground as I dug as quickly as I could, needing to get deep enough that their bodies wouldn't be found if another rainstorm would hit. The last thing Lana needed was a bunch of people swarming around her house and questioning her if someone stumbled upon a pile of naked humans who had been mauled to death
Lana's P.O.V. I had expected a full meltdown after the way Maddie acted this morning when she woke up from her nap. The cold shoulder she gave me was hard to experience as it was the first time she had ever done that to me, but as I was already stressed about going to the store, I was also secretly glad for it. As long as she was shunning me, she wasn't pulling attention to either of us. We had been able to go through a fast drive-thru and get all of our shopping done without any hiccups. Maddie groaned at the large amount of oatmeal, pasta, rice, and canned veggies I bought but still refused to say a single word. The deer in the freezer would last us a while, and when that was done, we would be moving on to the canned chicken I bought. Fresh meat was too expensive and would eat through our savings faster than we could afford. I also found a book on how to set snares, and I had high hopes that I would be able to catch a few smaller creatures to keep us sustained, but that would be
Oliver's P.O.V. I was in agony. Every time I walked away from that house, and could no longer hear or see my girls, I felt like my heart was being ripped out and left behind. But it pushed me. It helped to motivate me to return home sooner. It had been a week of watching them from a distance. A week of suffering. Yet, I honored Lana's choice and kept my distance while also keeping busy. Each day there would be a new rogue scent near the house, and I did everything possible to get rid of them. When they weren't breaking any rules by being on no man's land, they were also extremely hostile. I had tried countless times to just speak to them, to get answers. It wasn't normal for so many rogues to be in one area, and their numbers were growing by the day. Rogues usually had a wild and territorial side that didn't like other wolves, even other rogues near them. Once a wolf went fully rogue, whether by choice or from banishment, its animal would start to take over. Even if they chose t
Lana's P.O.V. He was in my dreams. Every night for the past week, I would close my eyes and see him. My stress from the day would melt away as he wrapped his arms around me. I would lean back against his chest and tell him about my day. He would kiss the side of my head and hold me close. It was the only time that I felt at peace. I found myself sleeping more than usual. Every nap Maddie took, I took one too. If I wasn't sleeping, I was alone. Even with my daughter in the same room, I was on my own. She refused to talk to me, which was probably a world record for a kid her age, and when I did get her to talk, she would just yell and argue against anything I said. Her accidents were happening more frequently as she refused to ask me for help or tell me when she had to go to the bathroom, and she was refusing to eat more than a bite or two at meal time. I was terrified for her and was doing everything that I could to make sure she stayed healthy. The connection she seemed to have to
Oliver's P.O.V - 14 years later There wasn't a single person who knew where I was. I had snuck away in the middle of the night and left. I needed to get to her, and that desperate need caused me to chase her over a hundred miles away. I had been lying in bed next to my beautiful mate, and yet all I could think about was her. There was a desperate need to see her. My wolf was on edge and sad with her so far away. I hated that she left me. So, we went after her. The sun was beginning to rise, and I sat in the tree line impatiently, waiting for her to leave for the day. The door to her building was just barely visible, but I knew that as soon as she stepped out, I would be able to see her. She hadn't been responding to any of my messages, and it was driving me insane. A simple 'hello' or 'I'm okay' wouldn't be that hard. I would even accept a, 'please stop messaging me'. One of the last things she said to me had broken my heart, but I would never stop
Lana's P.O.V. The pack had been over the moon when we announced our pregnancy. Having a baby who had been directly blessed by the Goddess was huge to our people, and I could only hope that they wouldn't put too much pressure on him. It had only been a few days, but I had already given up arguing with Oliver over the possibility that it could be a girl. He was so positive we would have a son, that he convinced me. We had picked out several names, prematurely as we hadn't even made it past the first trimester yet, but the excitement was driving us to do all the things they say you shouldn't. We told everyone, picked names, and started thinking about how we were going to design the nursery. The news that our house was next on the list to be worked on made me giddy. Everything was falling into place. The front door to the pack house slammed open, and I watched as several members of our pack split in different directions. The party was still in full swing, but no
Lana's P.O.V.For the past several months, I couldn't help but feel like I was failing Oliver. He was so calm and collected, yet each month when I took that test and received only one pink line in response, it broke me. He knew that it did.Oliver would come to find me, and he would hold me until the tears stopped, whispering that it would happen and that it just wasn't our time yet. But I wanted it to be. More than anything in the world, I wanted two pink lines to look back at me and tell me that our next child was growing inside me.Maddie was more impatient than I was, and her disappointment hurt me even worse. Her smile would fall when she would ask when her sibling would get here. We would tell her that we were still working on it, and she would get really quiet for the rest of the day. It was heartbreaking.But Oliver continued to insist. He would tell me that he knew for a fact it would happen when it was the right time and that we would have a whole litter of children by the t
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