Chapter Sixty-three
Oliver POV
(continued Flashback)
I can’t believe what happened, my “chosen” Luna was just identified as my mate's chosen Alpha mate. This has to be some sort of sick joke. I am angry at how Ireland ran off after him. Does she really love him so much that she would go to be with him after he found his mate? Then again I didn’t choose my mate in the beginning and I made so many mistakes. My mother and I have been trying to calm Sophie down. Evelyn has come and got Olivia so she didn’t have to see the breakdown.
“He’s...he’s gonna reject me. My mate is going to reject me.”
“Dear now we don’t know
Chapter Sixty-Four Oliver POV (present time) I am sitting here watching the mating ceremony of Chris and Sophie trying to keep my eyes on anyone but her as she leads the ceremony. I can hear the subtle sadness in her voice and it pierces my heart. I want to run up there and hug her but I don’t deserve it. I know she would only push me away with disgust. I can’t control it when I look up at her as she talks about the sacredness of mates and the future of the pack. I don’t miss it as she subconsciously presses a hand to her now flat empty wound. My eyes drift to where her hand lays before I divert them again. I have been avoiding her both out of respect and fear. I don’t want to bring her anymore pain and fear of what words she may say to me. Many times I have wished I could go back in
This journey for Ireland and Oliver is over. Thank you all for your support and love. Below is the first chapter of my book Living With His Mark. This will be Olivia's story. I hope you all enjoy! I will not mark this book as complete until all editing is complete.Chapter One-(Olivia POV)It’s days like today that I truly hate being a werewolf. My name is Olivia Silvers. I am the 19 year old daughter of Alpha Oliver and Luna Alpha Ireland. I have had an amazing upbringing despite my parents' early stressful beginning but I have always felt loved and I have two great packs who have always treated me well. I had never wanted for anything and despite my gifts and my family's gifts I have had no reason to not trust those around me. My parents always cautioned me and my brother to be careful who we trusted. I guess I never learned because here I am hating all that I am because I trusted the wrong wolf.