Warning: Rated 18 scene. Read at your own risk. It took her forever, but Olive was finally thrilled to discover her true feelings for Aaron. "I love you, Lycan Aaron," Olive declared. Those words struck a chord in Aaron's heart. His inner wolf was ecstatic, jumping for joy. She actually loved him! Despite their complicated past, his mate had just confessed her love for him. Aaron couldn't even begin to list all the things he had done for her in his thoughts and dreams during those long days. Even if he tried to recall just a few, he worried it wouldn't be enough. But now, he couldn't contain himself any longer. Not when Olive had come forward and professed her love for him. "Me too," Aaron responded. "I love you so much, Olive." He gently pulled down the shoulder of Olive's dress, sitting up as he began to unbutton his shirt one by one. The well-defined abs peeked through the gaps in his shirt, perfectly positioned. When Olive saw his figure, she had no choice but to swallow he

Warning: Rated +18. Read at your own risk. Aaron pressed his glance again to the tiny hole between her legs. “Ahhh,” Olive let out a soft moan as her trembling hands clutched onto a nearby pillow. Her body arched, her mouth twisted in pleasure, and her very core quivered. Overwhelmed by the intensity, tears streamed down her face - she had reached the peak of ecstasy with an insertion. With a strong grip on her hand, Aaron pressed down on her back, lifting her up once again. Thud. Thud. Thud. Thud. With each collision of their bodies, juices overflowed, leaving traces of their love's essence. He had gone deeper than ever before, exploring uncharted territories within her. The sensation of his manhood being enveloped in places it had never touched before only heightened his arousal. "This is too deep!" Olive moaned loudly. "As it should," he whispered seductively. With those words, Aaron thrust into her forcefully, as if he had been teasing her relentlessly. Each touch sparke

Olive’s POV As I found myself all alone in Aaron’s room, the weight of reality settled upon me. It was a moment of pure realization because after pouring our hearts out and confessing our deepest feelings, we had finally become a couple. Just the thought of it made my heart race, its beats echoing through the silence. Aaron’s unwavering kindness, his gentle touch, and the way he took care of me made me believe that the affection we shared last night wasn’t just a random moment but something real and true. I couldn’t help but kick at the blanket, trying to hide the overwhelming rush of emotions I was feeling. “I must be crazy,” I whispered to myself, barely audible in the quiet room. Who would’ve thought that I, of all people, would fall so hard for Aaron? I used to think that I could only feel resentment towards him. But fate had other plans, weaving its intricate threads to bring back something between us that had been lost for so long. “But wow, it still hurts,” I complained,

Olive’s POV The passing of a day brought with it a restoration of vitality to my weary body. Aaron, ever attentive, made certain that I consumed an ample amount of nourishment. And then, on the following day, a piece of news reached my ears that stirred a sense of urgency within me: Vera's grandmother had regained consciousness. Without a moment's hesitation, I hurried to the clinic where she was being cared for. As I approached the door, my heart pounded in my chest, a mixture of anticipation and trepidation coursing through my veins. With a deep breath, I turned the handle and stepped inside. There, sitting upon the bed, was Abuela, her gaze fixed upon the world beyond the window. A wave of uncertainty washed over me as I stood there, unsure of how to proceed. After much deliberation, I mustered the courage to call out to her, "Grandma Abuela?" She flinched at the sound of my voice, but she did not turn to face me. It was as if she wished to avoid my presence altogether. However

Third Person’s POV The sound that came from inside Olive’s room wasn’t loud. But for Lycan Aaron who has a sensitive hearing, it was as if a chandelier had fallen onto the marble floor. He opened the door right away without even asking Olive’s permission. This was a privilege given only to him in this castle. Inside, he saw Olive on the ground. She fell on the ground, perhaps because she was intoxicated too much with alcohol. “I am s-sorry…” She said. “I felt a bit dizzy.” Haa. Aaron sighed. He just told Griffin that he would take care of Olive. “Geez. I have to start right away,” Aaron laughed. He helped Olive went to the bed again and then asked a maid to give them water. When the maid, who brought the water, went out, Aaron pulled glass and poured water on it. Olive smiled as she was handed a glass of water. However, because the alcohol was slowly kicking in, she could not even drink it properly. The stream of water ran down the side of the glass. Aaron saw the water slip