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#Chapter 191: The Ancient Wolf - Part III

OliviaThe evening sun filtered through the windows, casting long shadows across the wooden floor of our home. My thoughts were a chaotic whirlwind, replaying the earlier events, the accusations, the weight of tradition.Nathan entered the room, the tension between us still palpable. I could sense his struggle to choose his words, the fine line he was treading between his allegiance to the pack and his loyalty to our little family.“What do you want?” I hissed, unable to hide the disdain in my voice as I gently rocked Elliot in one arm and Aurora in the other. “Did you come to tell me that my babies are a bad omen again?”“Olivia,” he began, his voice tinged with a weariness I hadn’t noticed before, “I know how you feel.”“If you knew how I felt, then you wouldn’t be siding with them,” I growled.Nathan sighed. “I’m not siding with them,” he explained, his voice soft and quiet. “But you have to understand. The Elders... they’ve seen so much, been around for so long. Their wisdom isn’t
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#Chapter 192: Bad Omens

OliviaDeciding that I wouldn’t let the Elders’ trepidation get in the way of my daily routine, I decided to take a walk through town that morning, hoping that the fresh air and the familiarity of the streets would help clear my mind.The crisp morning air ruffled my hair as I made my way down the familiar path with Elliot and Aurora nestled comfortably in the stroller.The birds sang their usual songs, but today, their melodies seemed laced with unease. People I passed seemed different. There was a shift in their mannerisms; hushed whispers were exchanged, and heads turned my way with furtive glances.It used to be that our morning strolls would elicit smiles and a handful of women cooing over my babies, each one eager to hold and cuddle them. Today was different. The very same neighbors who had celebrated their birth now took deliberate steps to distance themselves from us.As we moved deeper into the heart of the town, I noticed Mrs. Patterson, an old woman known for her sharp tong
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#Chapter 193: A History of Violence

NathanWhen I awoke the morning after the failed ceremony, Olivia was already gone, along with the stroller and the twins.Her morning walks had become a ritual, a time for her to relax and enjoy the sunshine. I just hoped that today wouldn’t be any different, but considering how quickly gossip spread in this town, I was a bit worried that she would already be facing the cruel stares and whispers.I was nursing a cup of coffee when I heard the telltale sounds of the mailman dropping our mail off in the box. Within a few minutes, a letter was in my hand. Without thinking, I opened it, my eyes widening upon reading its contents.Dear Olivia,I wish I were writing to you under happier circumstances. Our family is in deep pain. Ryan suffered a horrific car accident, and it’s uncertain whether or not he will pull through.Given the gravity of our situation, and the uncertainty of Ryan’s fate, we urge you to contemplate our family’s future. It’s no secret that Elliot carries Ryan’s blood, a
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#Chapter 194: A Terrible Accident

OliviaThe room had seemingly been silent for a while before I walked in.Nathan’s blue-green eyes, normally full of warmth and joy, were now shadowed with a troubled glint. The faint glow from the setting sun poured through the windows, casting a soft amber hue that added to the heavy ambiance.“Nathan?” I asked, my voice quivering slightly as the past two days’ events whirled around in my mind, filling me with an automatic sense of dread. “What’s wrong?”Nathan said nothing, but as I set foot into our living room, my attention was immediately drawn to a piece of paper clutched in his hand. I knew from the weight of the look in his eyes that it held news—and not the good kind.“Nathan?” I called, my voice echoing a hint of apprehension. He looked up, eyes not entirely focusing on me, lost deep in his thoughts.“Olivia,” he whispered, his voice rough, almost broken. “You need to sit down.”Without waiting for a response, he gestured to the chair opposite him. The ticking of the wall c
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#Chapter 195: Dark Decisions

OliviaThe weight of the room bore down on me, pressing against my chest, making it difficult to breathe. It was as though the walls were absorbing the tensions, the fears, the unspoken resentments of our conversation, and reflecting them back onto us.The dimly lit room was only brightened by the soft, flickering candlelight, causing the shadows to dance in a macabre ballet, resonating with my pounding heart.“Nathan,” my voice was strained, trying to convey the disbelief, the hurt. “You can’t seriously mean that.”He ran a hand through his disheveled hair, sighing deeply, his every gesture screaming of conflict.“Olivia, believe me when I say I don't want to even think about giving up Elliot. Every fiber of my being rebels against the very idea, but we may have to face the reality if we can’t find any other solution.”His words were like a dagger, each syllable cutting deep. “Reality?” I echoed, bitterness creeping into my voice. “Our reality or the reality Meredith and the Elders a
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#Chapter 196: Loopholes & Liabilities

NathanThe Council chamber was a place I had visited countless times, but today, the air inside felt heavier, the weight of a thousand decisions and conflicts pressing down on me. The walls seemed to whisper the tales of meetings past, of verdicts made and lives changed forever.Entering the dimly lit chamber, the prominent figures of the Elders met my gaze. Each face told a story—a story of wisdom, of experience, and today, perhaps, a story of judgment.“We convene today on matters of grave importance,” Elder Amara began, her wise and yet sharp eyes locked onto mine. “Nathan, this issue cannot be ignored any longer. Have you made your decision? Will you hand the child over?”“I never intended to ignore it,” I replied, trying to keep my voice level. “But the solution isn’t as simple as giving up a child, my child.”Elder Enoch nodded slowly. “These are not normal circumstances, Alpha Nathan. The death of the Ancient Wolf is not just another hiccup in our history. It’s a dark prophecy
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#Chapter 197: Formal Notice

OliviaThe muted glow of a solitary lamp flickered, casting shadows that danced across the walls of our cozy living room. At the heart of the room sat Nathan, his brow furrowed in deep concentration.Various sheets of paper lay scattered around him, evidence of multiple unsuccessful attempts to draft a letter. With each crumpled draft, he grew increasingly agitated.The pen in his hand trembled with every stroke, and with a frustrated sigh, he set it down, rubbing the bridge of his nose. I watched from the doorway, sensing the weight of responsibility pressing down on him.As his shoulders hunched, I could see the mantle of the Alpha, a title he wore both with pride and with the inherent burdens that accompanied it. I tiptoed into the kitchen, deciding to brew some calming chamomile tea to soothe his frayed nerves.The aroma of the tea filled the room, acting as a gentle, olfactory balm. I approached him, setting the cup in front of him.“You’re pushing yourself too hard,” I whispered
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#Chapter 198: Rolling Over

OliviaThe stillness that had settled in the room was unsettling, like the foreboding calm before a storm. As the Elders' receding footsteps echoed in my ears, I clutched the eviction notice, its presence an icy reminder of the cruel reality that was unfolding. The paper felt like a traitor in my hands; lifeless yet filled with the weight of our ancestors' history.Nathan and I were locked in a gaze, our emotions threatening to spill. His face was a canvas of a myriad of emotions – anguish, resolve, fear, and defiance. The room, once filled with warmth and love, now felt cold and alien.“Pack your bags, Olivia,” Nathan’s voice sliced through the air, as sharp as a winter wind. His tone, devoid of its usual warmth, sent shivers down my spine.“What?” I stammered, unable to comprehend the gravity of his words. “Just like that?”“Yes,” he said, turning and heading back inside. “Just like that. And make it quick; we don’t have much time.”My eyes were so wide I thought they might fall out
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#Chapter 199: Friends Forever

OliviaThe charged air between Nathan and me seemed to shimmer as I processed his three words—I love you. The atmosphere felt heavy, almost suffocating, and the silence that enveloped us was both poignant and paralyzing.It was clear, however, that Nathan hadn't intended to let that particular revelation slip out. Suddenly, the weight of his confession seemed to crash down on him. The vulnerability that had been in his eyes was now replaced with a stormy turbulence, as he pulled away abruptly.“I—” he started, but then seemed to think better of it. The furrow of his brows deepened, and without another word, he spun around and stormed away, leaving me in a whirlwind of emotions.“Nathan, wait!” I cried, but he didn’t stop.As he reached the door, he paused, taking a deep breath before turning to face me. “Pack your bags, Liv. Enough for a couple of weeks at least. I'll see what I can mend during that time. I’ll find us a place to stay, temporarily.” And with that, he left, slamming the
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#Chapter 200: Strength in Numbers

OliviaNathan and I stood in the driveway with Angela, the warm morning sun casting elongated shadows on the ground. As I stood there in shock, taking in what was happening, a distant murmur caught my attention.We both turned simultaneously, our eyes widening in surprise. From the horizon, what seemed like a sea of people was advancing towards the villa. Their numbers, impressive and unexpected, appeared to surge like a tidal wave, a moving entity of unity and purpose.Beside us, Angela’s lips curled into a knowing grin.“You see that?” she said, her eyes twinkling with mischief and pride. “Those are the voices that the Elders have tried to silence for so long. They’re tired of the stoic and traditional rule, tired of having no say in things. They want a new era, an era of democracy for the pack.”The gravity of the situation dawned on me. These were not just individuals. They were a collective, a group bound by a common purpose and determination to see change.As the crowd drew near
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