Olivia’s POVMy father stared at me like I’d lost my mind. His mouth opened, closed, then opened again. “You must be joking,” he finally stammered, his tone disbelieving.“I’m not,” I said, crossing my arms. “I owe him $250,000.”His jaw dropped, and he staggered back like I’d punched him. “$250,000?! That’s more than my own debts!”I nodded, feigning pity. “Maybe if you hadn’t pushed me too much, I wouldn’t have had to rely on… other options.”His face twisted in confusion, then frustration. “This is all your fault!”“Mine?” I scoffed, throwing my arms up dramatically. “You started this, Father. You dragged me into this mess. I learned from the best.”He fell silent, his face pale. Ryan, who had been standing behind me silently, finally spoke. His voice was calm but commanding. “Since you’re her father, the debt automatically becomes yours unless Olivia disowns you.”Before my father could reply, the footsteps from the hallway announced the arrival of Ryan’s lawyer. The lawyer enter
Ryan’s POVI squeezed Olivia’s hands again, urging her to look at me. The warmth of her touch grounded me, but my nerves remained relentless. My heart pounded as I searched her mesmerizing blue eyes, desperate for an answer. I had prepared myself for anything, yet the uncertainty twisted my gut in a way I never expected.Then, she spoke.“Yes, I’m ready.”The words slipped from her lips effortlessly, and I exhaled a breath I hadn’t realized I was holding. Relief crashed into me, followed by something even stronger—pure, unfiltered joy.A smile broke across my face before I pulled her into my arms, wrapping her in a firm embrace. She chuckled softly against my chest, and still, I held on, unwilling to let go. Even as we walked back home, I kept her hand in mine, flashing her a grin every time she glanced at me.“You’re really this excited?” she asked, raising an eyebrow.“Hell yes." “Well, I never thought I’d see the day when you’d ask me to meet your family,” She admitted. “In fact,
Olivia's POVThe weekend arrived faster than I expected, and before I knew it, I was sitting in the passenger seat of the car as Ric drove through the vast estate leading to Ryan’s family home. But calling it a home felt like an understatement.My jaw nearly dropped as I gazed out the window. The villa was massive—no, it was an entire world on its own. Grand structures stretched across the landscape, surrounded by lush gardens, fountains that glistened under the day's sun, and pathways lined with marble statues. The air itself felt richer, carrying a mix of fresh pine and something regal, something that whispered of power and history.I swallowed, shifting in my seat. This isn’t just a house; it’s a kingdom.Ryan, seated beside me, smirked at my obvious awe. “You're impressed.”“That’s an understatement,” I murmured, eyes still flicking from one mansion to another. “It’s like a mini-tribe.”Ric chuckled from the driver’s seat. “That’s exactly what it is. Every house you see belongs to
Olivia’s POVCelia couldn't hold back her amusement as she slid into the seat next to me, her eyes twinkling with mischief. "Well, well," she teased, nudging Ryan's arm playfully. "I don't think I’ve ever seen you this possessive before, Ryan. What’s wrong? Olivia is your lover, huh?"Ryan didn't answer immediately, his gaze still fixed on me as if I’d done something to enchant him. I shifted in my seat, my cheeks warming under his intense scrutiny. His mother, who had been observing the exchange, suddenly smirked."Son, is she so much of a lover that you're bewitched by just her gaze?" she asked, a playful lilt in her voice.Celia didn't hesitate. "Oh, dear Mother, I think our son has finally found the right one.""Definitely. No doubt about it, Celia," his mother agreed with a knowing smile.Ryan scratched the back of his head, grinning before he turned his full attention back to me. I looked away, feeling the weight of too many eyes on me.At that moment, a maid appeared, carrying
Olivia POVRyan nodded, releasing my hand. He turned to me, his gaze lingering as he lifted a hand to pat my cheek lightly. “I will be back soon,” he murmured.I watched as he walked away, his tall figure disappearing down the hallway, leaving me standing at the doorway.The maid turned to me with a polite smile. “Shall I show you inside, Miss Olivia?”I nodded, suddenly aware of the weight of my own presence in such an unfamiliar place. She turned the golden handle with a practiced grace, and as the door swung open, I stepped into a world that didn’t feel real.The room before me was breathtaking—larger than any space I had ever called my own. Soft golden lights illuminated the high ceilings, casting a warm glow over the plush carpet that swallowed my hesitant footsteps. A massive bed, draped in silk sheets and layers of pillows, sat against one wall, looking like something out of a fairy tale. Floor-to-ceiling windows stretched across the opposite side, with thick curtains drawn hal
Olivia’s POVMy heart pounded as we neared Grandfather Moore’s room. The deep murmur of his voice filtered through the partially open door, sending a shiver down my spine. I held my breath, a strange mix of curiosity and apprehension gripping me. Whatever I was about to hear could change everything.Celia walked ahead of me, her steps slowing. I stole a glance at her as she got closer to the door, her brows furrowed as she listened intently. We exchanged a look before turning our gaze toward the door.“Grandfather, what do you really want?” Ryan’s voice carried a weight of seriousness, making my stomach twist.Celia and I hesitated before inching forward, peeking through the gap in the door. My breath caught in my throat.Grandfather Moore, a man with shoulder-length gray hair, sat at the edge of his bed, various wrapped gifts spread out beside him. His hands trembled slightly as he held a list, his expression deeply focused. Ryan stood beside him, arms crossed, staring at the papers
Olivia’s POVOh no. Oh no, no, no.I was caught.Ryan’s grip on my wrist didn’t loosen, and I felt my entire body tense. The air in the hallway suddenly felt heavier, and I had the overwhelming urge to shrink into the nearest crack in the floor. Maybe if I played dead, he’d just let me go.His green eyes studied me intently, unreadable yet sharp. “Olivia.”I swallowed. “I—I wasn’t trying to eavesdrop! I swear! I just—” I waved my free hand vaguely in the air, “—was walking, and then I heard, and I—” I was digging my own grave. “I didn’t mean to listen! My ears just—uh—work really well?”Great. Now I sounded suspicious and completely ridiculous.I braced myself for the scolding. Maybe a stern warning, maybe even a full interrogation—Ryan had that natural authority that made people confess to things they didn’t even do.But instead, his brows furrowed slightly, his hand shifting to hold my wrist more gently. “Are you hurt?”Huh?I blinked. “What?”“Did you hurt yourself?” His voice was
Olivia's POVGrandfather Moore’s gaze was warm as he gestured toward the young woman standing beside him. "Olivia, this is Ivy. She’s one of the strongest female Gammas in our pack."Ivy gave a small nod, her short hair swaying slightly with the movement. She had sharp eyes, the kind that seemed to see everything without trying too hard. Yet, there was something calm about her—a quiet strength that didn’t demand attention but couldn’t be ignored either."It’s nice to meet you," I said with a smile. "You look really capable."Ivy smirked, crossing her arms. "I try."Grandfather Moore continued, "Given Celia’s… pregnancy experience, we thought it’d be easier for you to have a woman around rather than a man. Ivy’s one of our best, and she’ll be by your side to help when needed."I nodded. Now, I didn’t mind. In fact, I liked being around strong women like Ivy and Zara. There was something admirable about them—the way they carried themselves, the way they never seemed shaken.Ivy stepped
Ryan’s POVThe whiskey burned its way down my throat, the heat doing little to numb the tension curling in my gut. I slammed the shot glass onto the table, the sound sharp against the low hum of bar chatter. Across from me, Luke and Andrew stared, their expressions ranging from amused to intrigued.Andrew leaned forward, swirling the amber liquid in his glass. “Well, damn. You’re really throwing them back tonight.”Luke arched a brow. “Did something happen? It’s not every day our dear Alpha comes to drink his problems away.”I exhaled through my nose, rolling the empty glass between my fingers. The bar’s dim lighting cast flickering shadows, but it did nothing to erase the image burned into my mind—the way Olivia had looked in the tower earlier. Half-dressed, eyes wide with innocence. It had almost messed with my control. The goddess knew I was just a tiny bit close to losing it and grabbing her to kiss the hell out of her. I just had to leave the room at the moment to ease off a bit.
Olivia’s POVThe cool air kissed my skin, sending shivers down my spine as I stood there, half-naked, my body exposed under the dim bedroom light. My breath hitched as Ryan’s gaze darkened, his eyes scorching a slow path over my body—from my bare feet, up my trembling thighs, lingering at my curves before stopping at my shoulders.He swallowed hard, his Adam’s apple bobbing.A slow burn spread in my chest, warmth coiling deep inside my belly. My breath turned shallow. I knew that look.And then my gaze dropped—just for a second.My lips parted in shock.There, straining against his pants, was a sight I had no business staring at. A pulse of heat rushed between my thighs, and my heart pounded against my ribcage.Ryan stiffened. His jaw clenched like he was holding back something—something perilous. But instead of acting on it, he swiftly turned around and walked to the door.His voice, when it came, was shaky but firm. “Put on some clothes before you catch a cold.”The door shut behind
Olivia’s POVThe afternoon sun spilled through the wide windows of The Silver Oak, a clean, cozy bar that Zara had suggested. We sat around a polished oak table, its surface gleaming under the warm light. Zara was animated, chatting with Lydia, Tina, and Lola. It was great but surprising how she’d recently gotten acquainted with them since the hearing. Benjamin leaned back in his chair, his arms crossed, looking mildly amused at their excitement.While they discussed trivial matters, I discreetly reached into my bag and pulled out the album I had decided to gift Zara. It was a limited edition featuring her favorite band, X Band. The glossy cover displayed their group photo, each member looking effortlessly cool and rebellious. My heart warmed with anticipation at Zara’s reaction.“Zara,” I said, stretching the album toward her. “I’m gifting this to you.”The moment the girls saw the album, they gasped in unison, their eyes widening.“Is that—?” Lydia’s voice hit a higher pitch.“The X
Olivia POVThe next morning, Ivy and I began packing my things. The room was a battlefield of half-opened boxes, ribbons, and paper. There were so many presents that even looking at them made my head spin. Some were still sealed, their contents a mystery, while others were fragile—vases, crystals, or delicate jewelry that demanded careful handling.“This is insane,” I muttered, shaking my head as I folded a delicate shawl into a box.Ivy, with a clipboard in hand, glanced at me. “I’m going to get the full list of gifts from the butler. It’ll make it easier to check for missing items and classify them. Some of these things need to be bubble-wrapped.”“Good idea.” I nodded, still trying to figure out how to pack the jewelry case without damaging it.When Ivy left, I stood amidst the chaos and let my mind drift. My thoughts wandered back to yesterday’s discussion with Ryan’s mother. Moon Lake Pack had been mentioned again, and something about it felt off. I couldn’t shake the feeling tha
Alex POVI did well to return home first before heading to the camp that evening. The plan was simple: grab my books and slip out quietly. As I pushed open the door, I immediately regretted not being more careful. My father’s booming voice echoed through the house.“Wow, our son is back, Maria!” He hollered from the living room. “Our dear spy.”I stiffened. I hated when he called me that, but arguing about it would only make it worse. My mother sat beside him, a stern expression already plastered on her face.“Oh, what took you all day?” my father pressed. “Did that family trap you there because they were receiving Olivia?”“No. I left after our meal,” I said, hoping to keep the conversation short.“Good. So, fill us in,” he demanded impatiently. “What happened there? How’s Olivia?”“She’s good.”“Good?” His eyebrows shot up. “That’s all you’ve got? Good?”Before I could respond, my mother interjected. “David, let him breathe.” She turned to me. “Did you see Diana? I heard she tested
Olivia’s POVI frowned, my fingers clenching slightly against my dress as I looked between Sarah and standing before me.Diana.I didn’t know her, had never even heard of her name before today. Yet, Ryan's mother's look sold off that Diana seemed like one to cause problem.Before I could ask any questions, Sarah turned to Ivy. “Go report back to Grandfather Moore.”Ivy gave a respectful nod and left the environment, her presence replaced by a weighted silence.“Who's Diana?" I asked her.She sighed. “She's Grandfather Moore’s granddaughter.“What? She's your….”"No. She's not my daughter. She's Kelvin’s elder stepbrother’s daughter.”"Huh?” I blinked.Sarah exhaled slowly before turning back to me. “Olivia, I think it’s time you learned more about the family.”My brows knitted. “More?”She nodded. “Grandfather Moore had some illegitimate children before he officially married Kelvin's mother. That, unfortunately, led to too many people trying to compete for the Alpha position.”I stiff
Olivia’s POVI hadn’t expected to run into Eva at the flower shop that day, and I certainly hadn’t expected to run into her here again. The last thing I wanted was another pointless argument, so I decided to ignore her and walk past as if she wasn’t there.But, of course, Eva wouldn’t let me go so easily.“Well, well, look who we have here,” she sneered, stepping in front of me to block my path. “The lowly omega who used a Gamma to cheat her way out of trouble.”I frowned, glancing around. Her guards now stood at a distance, they seemed uninterested in intervening. Maybe for now. I sighed and met Eva’s glare. “I didn’t cheat, Eva. And I certainly didn’t ‘escape’ anything. I didn’t do anything wrong.”Eva scoffed and took a step closer, her eyes flashing with barely contained fury. “Oh, really? Then why don’t you apologize for what happened that day?”I stiffened. “I have nothing to apologize for. I didn’t push you. I was trying to help you.”Eva’s lips curled in a twisted smirk, and b
Maid’s POVI stepped forward, firmly blocking the path as Diana halted in front of me. Her golden hair gleamed under the disappearing sun, and despite the gentle smile on her face, there was an underlying sharpness in her gaze.“I need to see my grandfather, Acacia,” she said, folding her arms. “Move away." I remained unmoved. “I’m sorry, Miss Diana, but you can’t go in right now.”Her eyes narrowed slightly. “Why? I walked despite my legs hurting to get here, and now you’re stopping me?”I met her gaze steadily, keeping my voice calm. “I have no personal reason to stop you, Miss. But your grandfather is receiving a special guest today—Alpha Ryan’s girlfriend.”Her lips parted slightly in surprise, then pressed into a thin line. “I heard Ryan was bringing her over today,” she muttered, more to herself than to me. “I think her name is… uhh, Olivia.”“That’s right, Miss Diana,” I confirmed, shifting my weight slightly.Her face twitched, and for a moment, she seemed genuinely concerned
Olivia's POVGrandfather Moore’s gaze was warm as he gestured toward the young woman standing beside him. "Olivia, this is Ivy. She’s one of the strongest female Gammas in our pack."Ivy gave a small nod, her short hair swaying slightly with the movement. She had sharp eyes, the kind that seemed to see everything without trying too hard. Yet, there was something calm about her—a quiet strength that didn’t demand attention but couldn’t be ignored either."It’s nice to meet you," I said with a smile. "You look really capable."Ivy smirked, crossing her arms. "I try."Grandfather Moore continued, "Given Celia’s… pregnancy experience, we thought it’d be easier for you to have a woman around rather than a man. Ivy’s one of our best, and she’ll be by your side to help when needed."I nodded. Now, I didn’t mind. In fact, I liked being around strong women like Ivy and Zara. There was something admirable about them—the way they carried themselves, the way they never seemed shaken.Ivy stepped