All Chapters of Fake Vow, True Luna: Chapter 461 - Chapter 470

OliviaI let out a muffled, yet satisfied moan into the plush pillows, entirely spent and my legs quivering from Nathan’s determined focus to prove that no concubine could ever compete with me. His fingers lazily trailed shapes up and down my bare back as I melted further into the silky sheets.For several minutes we just lay there, entirely focused on steadying our breathing. The cool night breeze from the open balcony door pleasantly blew across our hot skin.I think I really needed this after a night of having to stand with my back straight and a smile plastered across my face while I rubbed elbows with people who I didn’t know nor like. To let loose with my husband, in the comfort of our own home… it was all I could have asked for.Eventually, I propped myself up onto an elbow and met Nathan’s husky gaze with a self-satisfied smile. “Your point is noted,” I teased. “I’ll have to consult with the council, however, on the matter of your fidelity.”Nathan scowled, but there was a smi

Olivia“Olivia! How wonderful to meet your mother!”My mother? I blinked, momentarily taken aback by Benjamin’s comment. The mention of my mother caught me off guard; it had been ages since anyone brought her up. She had passed when I was only a teenager, barely old enough to grasp the full weight of the loss.I composed myself, shaking off the sudden wave of emotion that threatened to take over me. “I’m sorry, Benjamin, but my mother died a very long time ago.”An awkward silence fell over the three of us. Benjamin’s eyes widened behind his wire-rimmed glasses.“Oh my god, Olivia, I’m so sorry,” he said. “You two just just resemble each other so closely, I made an assumption…” His voice trailed off embarrassedly, and he looked away, rubbing the back of his neck.I offered a slight laugh to help ease the tension. “It’s alright, Ben,” I said gently. “Honestly, a lot of people have said that Clarissa and I look alike.”Clarissa and I turned to look at each other then; curiosity and some

OliviaI tapped my foot anxiously in the doctor’s waiting room, my eyes glued to the obstetrics office entrance. The minutes until my ultrasound appointment were dwindling away, but there was still no sign of Nathan.He had sworn up and down that his important meeting would wrap in time to make it here, but he hadn’t even sent so much as a text to let me know he was on the way.Shaking my head, I pulled out my phone for what felt like the millionth time and opened up our text conversation; still nothing, no matter how many texts I had already sent so far that afternoon.“Hello?” I typed out, desperately hoping for something, anything. “Where are you? The appointment is starting in five.”I hit send, my breath hitched in my throat as I stared at the screen. Then, my heart lurched as those three little bubbles popped up, indicating that he was typing. Finally. Maybe he was almost here.But the bubbles rippled across the screen for an exceedingly long time before they stopped, with no te

OliviaThe sound of the front door opening made me peek my head out from the dining room. Nathan walked in carrying a large white bakery box, a huge grin spreading across his handsome face.His hair was more tousled than usual from the chilly February wind, but his blue-green eyes were brighter than ever. Despite my annoyance with him from the other day, I couldn’t deny how handsome he looked during moments like this.“Liv, I picked up the cake and—” His voice trailed off when he spotted me standing on top of a chair, hanging blue and pink streamers from the ceiling.“Olivia! What the hell are you doing up there?” he exclaimed. He quickly set the box down on the table and rushed over, his earlier look of amusement quickly shifting to one of concern. “Please get down before you fall. What are you, insane?”I rolled my eyes but couldn’t hide my impish smile, touched by his protectiveness and maybe wanting to make him squirm a little bit more. “Oh, stop. I’m perfectly fine,” I said as I

Olivia“Do pour me a drink, won’t you, dear?”A tense silence fell in the wake of Alpha Dan’s patronizing demand, all eyes settling uncomfortably on me.My hands trembled ever so slightly around the teapot as I turned, meeting Dan’s mocking gaze.“A drink?” I asked.“You heard me,” Dan said, his upper lip curling back a bit to reveal a smug smirk. “I’m a bit thirsty.”Normally, one of my guests asking for a drink would have been a no-brainer; I would have happily poured tea for any of my guests. But something about Dan’s patronizing tone gave me pause.Dan chuckled, noticing my hesitation. “It’s only tea, dear,” he said. “You’re the hostess, are you not?”Suddenly, Angela stood, her hands curled into fists. “Don’t be so—” she began, but I cut her off with a wave of my hand.“It’s alright,” I said softly, then turned to Nathan. “My back is hurting, if you wouldn’t mind.”Nathan nodded without hesitation. “Of course.” Once again, it was a no-brainer; Nathan and I always shared hosting d