All Chapters of Fake Vow, True Luna: Chapter 321 - Chapter 330

OliviaThe weight of Nathan’s announcement still hung in the air, thick enough to slice through.“I’m the father.”I looked at Layla, her face a blend of shock and relief. Nathan took a few steps over to the kitchen counter where the paternity test results were waiting, still tucked neatly into the envelope. When he returned, he had a heavy expression on his face.“Here. So you can read it for yourself,” he said, holding out the paternity test results toward her.Layla’s slender hands trembled as she took the paper from him, her eyes scanning over the scientific jargon before landing on the conclusion. When she looked back up, her eyes were glassed over with tears.“Nathan,” she said, her voice wavering, “I’m so sorry about all of this.”His eyebrows furrowed, a mix of confusion and concern playing on his face. “Sorry for what, Layla?”She took a deep, shaky breath, still gripping the test results. “When we were together, I was pregnant with your child, and yet I was sleeping with my

OliviaMy mind was a whirlwind of thoughts as Nathan paced the room, laying out his plans on how to deal with the witch.“Honestly, Olivia, it sounds like it should be straightforward enough,” he said, conviction filling his voice. “All we need to do is trap her in her own hut. Layla told us that a circle of salt is supposed to neutralize her magic, right? Then we set the place on fire, and it’s done. Over. Easy.”Easy.His words hung in the air like a cloud, heavy and dark. The thought of taking a life—witch or not—clawed at my conscience. Nothing about it seemed even remotely close to ‘easy’. In fact, the very thought of it made me sick.But what choice did we have? The witch held a claim over Aurora, and who knew how many more innocent lives would be tarnished if she remained a threat?“I wish it didn’t have to be this way,” I mumbled, the weight of our choices pressing down on me. “No one should have to die, you know?”Nathan paused his pacing to look at me, his eyes searching my

OliviaI was sitting up on the couch, staring at the front door, my heart pounding in my chest. The hands of the clock were merciless, ticking away the seconds that felt like hours.It was late, too late. Nathan had never given me a specific time frame as to when he would be back, but it was almost midnight—well past any reasonable hour.And all this time, I had been sitting here gnawing at my nails, a nervous habit I had relied on to calm myself ever since childhood. I really needed to stop doing it, but it was the only thing to keep myself from shaking right now.As I waited, all of the worst scenarios ran repeatedly through my head. What if the witch had somehow figured out Nathan’s plan? What if Nathan got hurt? Could the witch be coming for the twins and me next? My thoughts spiraled into dark corners I didn’t want to explore.Just as I was about to reach for my phone to call Nathan, the front door burst open. He stepped in, looking exhausted, his eyes carrying the weight of a lo

OliviaThe tension in the room was so thick, you could cut it with a knife. Cade’s arms were wrapped tightly around Layla, but even from where I stood, I could see her body stiffening in his embrace.“Layla, are you alright?” he asked, his voice a mixture of genuine concern and defensiveness.“Do I look alright to you?” Layla finally snapped, shoving his arms away. “You’ve been distant, refusing to even help me with our—no, my son. I feel so alone.”I glanced at Nathan, whose eyes were narrowed. He was clearly upset but holding it in, like a simmering pot on the verge of boiling over.“You feel alone?” Cade retorted, his voice rising. “How do you think I felt finding out that the child I thought was mine is actually Nathan’s? It feels like you lied to me.”“Lied to you?” Layla scoffed, wiping her tears away angrily. “That’s ridiculous, Cade. I told you everything as soon as I found out. This is a timing issue, nothing more. Why can’t you see that?”Before Cade could come up with anoth

OliviaI felt like I was going insane.After throwing up that... stuff, that black ink-like substance, my entire body felt like a live wire. Every cell screamed that something was wrong, but I had no clue what. It wasn’t just me, though. Even my wolf, usually a reassuring presence, felt sick and disoriented.“Nathan, I don’t know what's going on. What did she do to me?”Nathan ran a hand through his hair, clearly frazzled. “Olivia, we need to get you to the hospital. This isn’t normal.”I shook my head, already knowing what that route would entail.“And tell them what? That I threw up black gunk after a witch visited my house? They won’t be able to find anything wrong with me. It’s got to be some hex or something. Medical tests aren’t going to show that. She’ll definitely make sure of it.”He sighed, visibly frustrated but knowing I had a point. “So, what, we just sit around and wait for something to happen?”“I don’t know, Nathan. I don't know, okay? But right now, I’m not getting an