Olive’s POV “Aaron is fine,” Griffin shared the good news. Hearing that, my knees gave in, and I fell, sitting on the bench near Aaron’s hospital room. Anna sat beside me and patted my back. Meanwhile, Asmund asked Griffin, “Was he really poisoned?” I looked up at Griffin and listened to his answer. “Yes. It seemed he took the poison before the fight. Fortunately, he was strong. If he had been a little bit late, the poison might have taken his life. And…” Griffin couldn’t continue his words as Asmund grabbed his collar. “YOU SH*T. ARE YOU F*CKING SURE THAT YOU WEREN’T INTO IT? You were so desperate to win this fight and steal Olive once again. I wouldn’t doubt that you planned this with the Elders.” However, Anna disagreed, “I don’t think so.” Everyone’s gazes turned to Anna. She stood up and explained, “Look at him right now, Asmund.” Asmund let go of Griffin’s collar and observed his situation. He was wounded, and some parts of his body were bleeding. “He wasn’t
Olive’s POV The night of the mating ceremony. Vera’s death. Being Aaron’s prisoner. Suffering in his castle. Finding out Vincent’s betrayal. Losing my Grandmother. Loving Aaron. Marrying him. My lost memories. Being fooled by Griffin. Finding out my memories. And marrying Aaron again. Years have passed since my life took a complete 180-degree turn, transitioning from a captive to becoming the beloved of my redemption. As I reflected on that chapter of my life, a wave of emotions washed over me. “Mum! Come and see! I found the most beautiful caterpillar!” I shift my gaze towards the source of the voice, spotting an adorable little boy sprinting towards me. With his jet-black hair, round eyes, rosy cheeks, and vibrant red lips, it’s evident that he takes after his father, Aaron, the Alpha Lycan of the Silver Moon Pack. This charming child is none other than Arve, my firstborn. “Oh my, Arve, that looks absolutely adorable,” I exclaimed, unable to contain my laughter. “But
Olive's POV My life, which I thought was sweet and full of romance, changed after the hit-and-run accident, and I fell into the pit of the Alpha Lycan’s revenge. ** The mating ceremony. It is such a big deal for every werewolf. Every mature female and male wolf will have the chance to meet their mate in the event. My grandmother said that one could feel the bond with just a stare in the eye. It is either you accept it or reject it. As for me, at age 17, I am not mature enough to feel the bond I have with my mate. My boyfriend, Vincent, the Alpha of the Blackridge pack, just turned 18 three months ago, and he had to attend the mating ceremony to fulfill his duties as the Alpha heir. The curious us chose to create trouble by sneaking an underage female werewolf like me to witness what a mating ceremony would be. Which we might regret soon. ‘I regretted coming just now.’ Werewolves who found what the Goddess of Moon stored for them, sneaked into the corners in pairs, doing rendezvo
Aaron’s POV ‘If only I chased after her, none of this would happen.’ I was walking back and forth outside the emergency room. The line between dream and reality was crossing in my head, hoping this was a nightmare that would end once I opened my eyes. I always thought I could control everything: my emotions, the people around me, and Vera.But I was wrong.It happened with just a blink of an eye, and the reality hits me – I could not protect the woman I love.The door of the operating room opened. My breath halted. I instantly forgot what’s what as I stood before the doctor.“How’s Vera? Can I see her right now?” I asked, trying to remain calm as much as possible.“Vera wasn’t breathing when they took her in,” the doctor said, unable to look directly into my eyes. “I am sorry, Lycan Aaron. We did our best. But Vera did not survive.”My eyes bulged wide open. Words left me. I couldn’t even argue with the doctor and ask her if she was kidding. Vera’s death will never be a good joke.
Olive's POVI woke up on a soft sheet as a streak of sunlight trickled in through the window.Slowly and reluctantly, I opened my eyes. I blinked several times to clear the hazy vision as I scrutinized my surroundings in confusion. And then, I found myself in Vincent’s room.‘What happened last night?’I sat up, but my head throbbed, and the gravity was hard to fight against. I barely moved up while trying to recall last night’s event. “Last night, Vincent and I were on our way back home. It was r-raining, and he was driving fast. Then…”Then… what?My fingers brushed against the bandage wrapped around my head, triggering a sudden surge of memories.‘Woman, blood, accident…’While I was trying to put the puzzles together,, it was then I heard the news on the television which was left on.["Earlier today, a devastating hit-and-run incident occurred in Westford.”]My eyes were glued to the TV screen while my hands regained their vigor and I continued to listen.[“It appears that the d
Olive's POV“ANSWER ME, OLIVE. Are you going to turn me in?”My mouth opened and closed several times, wanting to argue with him, but failed to do so. I looked at my phone in his hand. Vincent hung up the call, and without Grandma’s encouragement to choose the right path, telling Vincent what we had to do, felt like swallowing thousands of needles.I was muted while staring into his solemn eyes, sorrowful and gloomy, as if he was already betrayed when I hadn’t done anything yet.“Please, Olive. Can you just think about me?” Vincent asked, clutching my phone tightly as he stepped closer.I stepped backward. My emotions were in stormy clouds, I drowned in water that was only up to my ankle. Oh, how hard it is to agree to something very wrong and vicious!“She was Lycan’s girlfriend. Do you have any idea what will happen to me if you turn me in?”He grabbed my arm and pulled me closer. With a looming gasp, I looked up. His sardonic face was colored black and white. It is an expression of
Olive's POVThe clouds were dark when the cold handcuffs slapped around my wrists.I looked up at the sky.‘Did I imagine getting arrested by the cops with a crime I never committed?’ Everything seemed surreal when I found myself sitting on the back seat of the police cruiser. Houses, cars, and people outside window, I cherished each of them knowing that it would be a long time before I would see those sights again. Having these thoughts, the answer to my question came clear.‘I wasn’t born a rule breaker. But for the man I love, I broke my own rule.’ “Get out.”My mind was hazy when the door of the police cab opened. What waiting before me was a gloomy concrete building for people seeking forgiveness for their sins. And I had to go through with it. For Vincent, for the pack, and for my grandma.‘Vincent will take care of my grandma.’ His promise, a solace for my flickering hope, gave me courage to step in and enter the police station.Walking into the bustling lobby of the police
Olive's POVI am not heading to prison, but to a place worse than that. **“Ahh!”The police pushed me behind, I stumbled forward inside the car. When the door closed and the car started moving, I gazed out the window. The courthouse faded in my sight. I felt my heart in booming thunder as I bewilderedly looked back at Aaron.“W-What is the meaning of this?” I asked.I crawled backward into the very corner with my hands still together, handcuffed.Sneering, Aaron responded with sarcasm and contempt.“It is what you can see. I am giving you the right punishment. Serving two years for killing Vera? That’s b*llshit. The Juvenile protection laws are too merciful. Don’t you think so?”I bit my lip until the fishy taste lingered on my tongue. Despite feeling hatred towards Aaron, I couldn’t bring myself to scorn him.‘Why would I? I killed her girlfriend. I am nothing but a murderer in his eyes.’ Vincent was right. Spending years in prison would not comfort a Lycan like Aaron. He might ha