Olivia's POV“Happy birthday, my dear Olivia,” I heard my mother's usual cheerful voice pierce through my sleep, jolting me awake. Blinking my eyes open, I saw her seated beside me on the bed, her charming smile lighting up her face, her sea-blue eyes — the same ones I inherited — brimming with happiness and love.“Happy fourteenth birthday, my darling.” Mother's smile widened, and I smiled as I tried to sit in bed. “Good morning, Mother,” I greeted, rubbing my face with my hands.“Morning, my darling. Are you excited to get your wolf?” Mother asked, and I swallowed nervously, which she noticed.“You don’t have to be scared. If you don’t get your wolf today, you still have a chance on your eighteenth birthday when you might also find your mate,” she reassured me. I nodded, comforted by her words.“So, I want you to dress up and come downstairs; everyone is waiting for you.”“Alright, Mother,” I nodded while she kissed me before leaving my room.After she left, I stood to my feet and w
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