Thank you so much for reading! And for those of you who were waiting for Olivia's book, thank you for your patience! A lot of life happened in the last few months and writing had to take a backseat. But I'm so excited to finally tell her story. Thank you for joining me!
Olivia “It’s okay, I’ve got you. Livvy!” I hear a voice talking to me and feel myself lifted into someone’s arms, but I can’t focus on any of it. Pain. My body is wracked with it. Ripping, gnawing, searing, shredding. All of it at once. It’s all-consuming and demands every ounce of my attention. I have vague memories of the pain I suffered when my mates betrayed our unacknowledged bond. But that all blissfully stopped the night they refused to believe my claim. Maybe the months since have dulled my memory of that time, but I can’t remember it ever being as excruciating as this. Something scratches at the back of my mind as Mason carries me to the car. This pain serves a purpose, right? It will bring something good. But the band around my abdomen contracts again and the thought slips away again. Maybe I pass out. Or maybe my mind just shut down completely, protecting me from a reality I’m not ready to face. But the next time awareness creeps back in, it’s to the sound of people
Declan “Pardon me, Beta.” I swallow the grumble threatening to escape at the arrival of the junior warrior currently poking his head in my door, interrupting what little progress I’ve made on the report in my hand. “Come in recruit. What can I do for you?” I school my features into something that looks like, well hopefully not a scowl, and give him my attention. ”Sir, uh, one of the men did not show up for patrol, leaving the east perimeter team down a man. I’d like permission to-” “So why are you bothering me?” I cut him off with a bark more than a question. They all know Kaden is in charge of patrol. “I, um, couldn’t find the Alpha, Sir.” I can smell the blatant lie but I don’t blame the kid. “Can’t find the Alpha” has become code for “I’m a recruit in a tenuous position that I’m not willing to risk by calling him out on his bad behavior.” Behavior that’s only gotten worse over the last several months. “I’ll take care of it.” I tell him with a resigned sigh. “Send someone to
OliviaBeep . . . . . . . . beep . . . . . . beep, beep, beep. The world fades back in the same way it faded out. Or maybe I died and went to hell and this is the Goddess’ way of torturing me. Incessant beeping for all eternity. I try to open my eyes but they feel like they’ve been glued shut. So I give up and try moving a finger instead. Little by little, my muscles respond, until I can wiggle all my fingers and toes. It’s a small victory but maybe I’m not in hell after all.“Lady?” I call for my wolf.Panic surges through me when she doesn’t respond but before I can muster a scream, I feel her stirring in my head. “Puuuuup.” The word is slurred and her voice is groggy but it lights a fire in me that burns through the heavy fatigue and rouses me to life again. My eyes snap open and I lurch forward when a searing pain rips through my chest, knocking me back again.“What the-” I pull the hospital gown away from my body and peer inside. A fading pink scar runs from my sternal notch a
Olivia Kellan Finnick and Deacon Zayne are the most beautiful creatures I’ve ever laid eyes on. The minute Mason placed them in my arms, all my sadness, every ounce of heartache just vanished. All I feel now is adoration, devotion, and overwhelming awe. Not even the fact that they are perfect replicas, a daily reminder of their fathers, can taint the joy in my heart. I feel the weight of Ellie’s stare, her eyes narrowed as if she’s trying to grasp something that’s just out of reach. She may not figure it out today, but she will soon. Maybe it was naive of me to think I could hide their paternity, but now it’s painfully clear my secret has an expiration date. “You’re coming home with us, Olivia. End of story!” Mason’s insistent tone recalls my attention. I reluctantly tear my enamored gaze from my two precious miracles to scowl at my brother. We’ve been having this same argument for two days, him all but demanding the twins and I return to the packhouse with them and me refusing t
Olivia2 Years Later The man charges toward me, his fist swinging out in a wide arc meant to take me down from the side. But I’m faster, ducking under his punch a heartbeat before it connects. With all my strength, I spring forward, thrusting my shoulder into his diaphragm then, as he doubles over, I send him to the ground with a final elbow to the kidney. Kyle rolls to his back with an agonized groan. “Remind me again why I agreed to spar with you.” He stares up at me with that teasing grin I always find so endearing. “Because you’ve deluded yourself into thinking you’ll win.” I offer him my hand to help him up but he catches me off guard, pulling me to the ground beside him. He rolls on top of me, straddling my hips and pinning my arms over my head. “Looks like I just did.” He smirks arrogantly when I fail to buck him off. “You cheated! Now let me up!” I growl playfully. He cocks his head to one side and hums thoughtfully. “I don’t know. I kind of like having you at my mercy
Kaden “Fuck!” I throw myself down on the bed of our hotel room, exhaustion and frustration so deep I can feel it in my bones. Two years! Two fucking years, and Declan and I still haven’t found our mates. We’ve been on the road more than we’ve been home and all we have to show for it is one fruitless search after another. It’s like she doesn’t exist.After my Beta handed me my ass all those years ago, I was pissed. But once I had time to settle down, I realized he was right. I’ve worked hard to clean up my reputation in those two years and become the Alpha my pack deserves. But I need my Luna! My pack needs her too, but I can’t find her anywhere.I feel the knot tighten in my stomach, the one I get everytime I think about the strange experience Declan and I had that day so long ago. Sometimes I even dream about it, that feeling that I’d just lost something important to me but had not idea who or what it was, and I wake up gasping for air. More and more, I wonder if it was her, my mat
Declan “The other attacks were much smaller scale. They appeared to be rogues hunting for food, testing our borders to scavenge our stores.” Uncle Reegan explains.“ This is the first time they fought back when the patrol intercepted them. If they had gotten violent sooner, we would have called you home.” “You’re not the Alphas anymore!” Kaden bellows. “That’s not your call to make. Whether you like it or not, this is my pack now and I decide what’s important and what’s not. If I’d known, I would have fortified the borders. Then maybe none of our men would be hurt.” “Then you should have fucking been here!” Reegan roars, then takes a deep breath and starts again in a calmer tone. “Look son, running a pack is not a part-time job. You can’t do it if you’re never home.” “You know where I was!” Kaden growls. “You knew exactly what I was doing. I’m not out there just fucking off. I’m trying to find my Luna for this pack!” “Nobody is saying that’s not important, son.” Uncle Ryan steps in
OliviaKyle sits across from me, staring into his plate of pasta without taking a bite. We’re at the new Italian restaurant in town but he seems miles away. In fact, in the time that we’ve been dating, it seems to be happening more and more. . “Where did you go?” I reach out and squeeze his hand. His head snaps up, a grin plastered on his face that doesn’t quite meet his eyes.“I’m right here with you.” He starts, then shakes his head when I stare back with raised brows. “Sorry. Just a difficult surgery coming up.”His voice is steady but his pupils dilate a fraction, telling me he might be lying, or at least not divulging the whole truth. But that’s okay, he’s entitled to his secrets. Goddess knows I have a few of my own. Speaking of secrets, Kyle still doesn’t know the biggest one I keep. I know I can’t put it off forever, but we’ve just been getting to know each other as more than friends. Why lay myself bare to him if things don’t work out between us?If I’m being honest, even
Brynlee Who am I? It’s the last thing I ask myself before I fall asleep and the first thing that comes to mind the minute I wake up. Who am I now that the person I used to be no longer exists. Sweet, innocent Brynlee is gone. She died the moment Xavier cornered her in that coffee shop all those weeks ago, even if she didn’t know it yet. But when he, and then his son Xander, put their hands on me, brutalized me in unspeakable ways, there was no coming back from that. No, sweet, innocent Brynlee, the girl everyone loved, who never put a toe out of line, she burned to ash in those moments. But what’s awoken in her place is something I can’t begin to wrap my head around. Contemplating a question I can’t stop asking myself but that has no easy answer is hard. Going to sleep and never waking up would be easier. But I don't. I won’t. For them. Everything I do is for them, the people that love me. My family who would never recover from my loss. A sentence I can’t impose upon them, even if
Olivia "That's the last box," I announce, setting down a container marked 'Isla's stuffed animals' in what will become the nursery of our new packhouse. The sprawling structure sits perfectly between Glass Lake and Crimson Moon territories, a physical representation of the bridges we've built between our packs.Through the window, I watch Ryan and Reegan directing the placement of outdoor furniture while Kat and Declan’s mom, Isabella, supervise the unpacking of the kitchen. Having Kaden's and Declan’s parents move in with us feels right – the pups adore their grandparents, and after everything we've faced, keeping family close has become even more important.My own parents chose to stay in their home, a decision I understand completely. Brynlee needs the familiar comfort of those walls right now, needs the safety of the place she's known her whole life while she heals. The haunted look in my sister's eyes is slowly fading, but her recovery will take time. Time, and probably vengeance
OliviaSunlight streams through our bedroom windows as I drift awake between my mates. Every inch of my body tingles with pleasant soreness, marked and claimed exactly as it always should have been. Kaden's chest rises and falls steadily against my back while Declan's arms wrap around me from the front, both of them holding me close even in sleep.Last night was . . . transformative. The "do-over" of that pivotal moment didn't just create new memories, it healed something deep inside me I hadn't even realized was still wounded. Every word they spoke, every touch they bestowed, every mark they left replaced old pain with new joy.Memories of last night flood through me, making me shiver between them. The way Kaden's voice broke when he finally said the words he should have said years ago: "My wolf has been reaching for you since that first moment." How Declan's hands trembled as he traced reverent patterns on my skin, whispering "Our missing piece, always our missing piece."Kaden stirs
Declan I never considered myself much of a voyeur, never saw the appeal of watching others have all the fun. But with Liv, I could watch her in the throes of pleasure, her gorgeous body writhing in ecstasy all damn day. The only thing better is bringing her that pleasure myself. And now, it’s my turn. "My beautiful Luna," I breathe, crawling over her body where she reclines against Kaden’s chest. "I was lost without you, even when I didn't know what I was missing. Every instinct told me to protect you, to keep you close, but I fought it because I thought I had to." Kaden lifts her thighs, placing them on either side of his, opening her wide for me. Her pussy lips are swollen, her clit peeking out from under its hood. And a mixture of her slick and Kaden’s cum drips from her cunt. The sight is fucking erotic. "The day you left Glass Lake, something in me broke.” I whisper against her lips, kissing them softly and swallowing her moans when I scoop their cum onto my fingers and push
Kaden Olivia writhes beneath me as I eat her out like a man possessed. I lap at her folds, not wanting to miss a single drop of the delicious juices she’s making just for me. I won’t stop until she’s squirting all over my face. But not yet. I feel her struggling to focus as my tongue moves between her legs. She thinks I’m teasing her, taking my time, and it’s making her desperate. That’s how I always want her, desperate for me. But it’s not my intention to torture her, not tonight anyway. "I should have accepted you the moment you told us," I breathe against her skin, my warm breath over her sensitive nub making her cry out. "The way my wolf reached for you, the emptiness I felt when you left . . .” I trail off so I can circle her entrance with the tip of my tongue, missing the delicious taste of her. “I was so caught up in what I thought I needed that I missed what was right in front of me."I suck her hard little clit into my mouth and flick it with my tongue. She trembles benea
Kaden Listening to Olivia confront Kyle twists something in my chest. Her words about those lonely years, about crying herself to sleep knowing we were so close yet couldn't see her, they haunt me. Even though she's forgiven us, even though our mate bonds now pulse strong and true, the guilt gnaws at me."You're brooding," Declan observes as we wait for her outside the prison."I'm thinking," I correct him, an idea forming. "About that horrible fucking night. The first time she tried to tell us about the bond."Understanding dawns in his eyes. I don’t need a mate bond to feel his own regret surge, to see it in his eyes. "The ballroom, the night before we left for training.""We should have recognized her then. Should have felt what she was trying to tell us." The memory of her face that night, hopeful and terrified, makes my wolf whine. "What if we could do it over?"Declan raises an eyebrow. "You want to recreate that night?""But do it right this time. Give her the response she dese
Olivia “Where are you off to, rosebud?” Declan steps out of the office doorway just as I’m walking by. I was hoping to sneak out without having this conversation but apparently fate isn’t on my side today. I sigh, knowing I can’t lie to him and knowing he won’t like my answer. “I’m going down to the cells to see Kyle.” I answer honestly. “What did you say? Because I’m sure I must have heard you wrong.” Kaden’s gaze meets mine as Declan ushers me inside the office, anxiety radiating off of both men. "I need to see him," I say quietly, watching Kaden and Declan's expressions darken. "I need answers.""Like hell you do," Declan growls, pacing the room. "Kyle worked with Xavier, Olivia. He was part of everything that's happened. You know this. Why would you want to see him after everything he’s done?"Kaden's silence is almost worse than Declan's anger. Through our mate bond, I feel his rage warring with the need to protect me from more pain."He saved my life," I remind them softl
Olivia"I want to forgive them, my parents" I say quietly, curled between Kaden and Declan on our oversized couch after putting the kids to bed. "I need to."Kaden's fingers thread through my hair while Declan's thumb traces circles on my palm. Through our bonds, I feel their immediate support, though tinged with protective concern."Are you sure?" Declan asks, his voice gentle. "I know things have gotten better between you. But after how they dismissed your pain, can you really forgive them completely?""That's why I need to do this." I lean into Kaden's touch, drawing strength from his steady presence. "Watching Brynlee fight her way back, seeing how fragile life can be . . . I don't want to carry this weight anymore. And with Hester's chaos spell possibly influencing them . . .""It doesn't excuse everything," Kaden points out quietly. "Spell or no spell, they should have believed their daughter.""No, it doesn't excuse it. But maybe it explains some of it." I sit up, looking at bot
Kaden “I’m so sick and fucking tired of this shit!” I throw myself down in my office chair while Declan watches my tantrum with amusement. “Weeks, Dec! It’s been weeks we’ve done nothing but try to track Xander and we’re no closer to finding him. I miss Liv and the pups.” “Same.” Declan admits. “But what choice do we have? With what Brynlee shared, it’s more important than ever to find him.” "We've been neglecting her," I say, watching Declan pace our office like the caged wolf he is. "All this focus on tracking Xander, securing the territory, it’s our responsibility. But so is taking care of our Luna, our family.""She understands." Declan stops at the window, his shoulders tight. "But you're right. When was the last time we had a moment just for us? No pack business, no threats, no interruptions?"Through our restored mate bonds, I feel Olivia's exhaustion. She's been splitting her time between pack duties, the children, and visiting Brynlee. Always putting everyone else first. I