Chapter 14

Olivia and Helen navigated through the crowded mall, weaving between busy shoppers and colourful displays. Helen was in full rant mode, her voice tinged with exasperation as they passed yet another aisle filled with superhero merchandise. 2

"Seriously, Olivia, do we really need to buy everything related to Spider-Man?" Helen asked, her tone half-joking, half-serious as she gestured towards the Spidey-themed party hats, plates, and balloons that Olivia was enthusiastically grabbing off the shelves.

Olivia grinned, her eyes twinkling with amusement. "Of course we do! It’s a Spider-Man-themed birthday party. This is what Kylian wanted, and we’re going to make sure it’s perfect."

Helen sighed dramatically, rolling her eyes. "You know, we could’ve just stuck a Spider-Man sticker on the cake and called it a day. But nooo, we have to go all out."

Olivia laughed, playfully nudging Helen with her elbow. "Come on, where’s your sense of fun? Besides, this is for Kylian. You know how much he loves Spider-Man."

Helen couldn’t help but smile at that. "Yeah, I guess. But do we really need Spider-Man napkins too? I mean, is anyone even going to notice?"

"Kylian will," Olivia replied with a smirk. "And trust me, he’s going to remember every single detail. You don’t want to disappoint a four-year-old superhero, do you?"

Helen threw up her hands in mock defeat. "Alright, alright. But I’m drawing the line at Spider-Man-shaped pasta. There has to be a limit."

Olivia chuckled as she tossed the last of the party supplies into their overflowing shopping cart. "Deal. Now, we just need to collect the cake."

As they made their way to the bakery, Helen couldn’t help but marvel at how far they had come. "You know, Olivia, it’s hard to believe that Kylian’s already turning four. Time flies, doesn’t it?"

Olivia nodded, her smile softening as she thought about the past few years. "Yeah, it really does. I still remember the day I found out I was pregnant. I was terrified. But then I met you and Veronica, and everything changed. I’m so blessed to have you both in my life."

Helen reached over and gave Olivia’s hand a reassuring squeeze. "You’re family, Olivia. We’re just as blessed to have you and Kylian with us."

They collected the cake, a perfectly crafted Spider-Man masterpiece, and loaded everything into the car and drove back.

The last four years had been wonderful for Olivia. When she first discovered she was pregnant, panic had surged through her veins like wildfire. She was alone and carrying a secret that could get her killed. But fate had brought her to Veronica and Helen, two women who had become more than just friends—they were her family now.

Kylian was the light of their lives, a charming little boy with bright eyes and a smile that could melt the coldest of hearts. He had everyone wrapped around his tiny fingers, and Olivia couldn’t be more grateful for the joy he brought into their lives. Every day with him was a reminder of how far she’d come since those dark days.

Yet, in the quiet moments, when Kylian was asleep and the house was still, Olivia’s thoughts would sometimes drift back to Asher. He had been her mate, the one she was destined to be with, but their paths had diverged in ways she never could have anticipated. She often wondered if he thought of her, if he ever missed what they could have had. But she quickly pushed those thoughts aside. He was probably already mated to some high ranking wolf.

Olivia had built a life for herself here. Asher was a distant memory, and that was where he would stay.

***

The birthday party was in full swing, with the sounds of laughter and excited chatter filling the air. Kylian’s kindergarten friends were running around in a frenzy of excitement. The café, lovingly decorated with Spider-Man-themed bOliviars, balloons, and tablecloths, had been turned into a mini superhero headquarters. Veronica had graciously offered to host the party in the café, reserving a cosy corner for the kids to enjoy their day.

Olivia watched with a smile as Kylian, wearing a Spider-Man mask and costume, chased after his friends with his arms stretched out in front of him as if he were about to shoot webs from his fingertips. His joyful giggles were infectious, and Olivia felt her heart swell with love and pride.

"This is chaos," Helen said with a laugh as she sidled up next to Olivia, her arms loaded with more Spider-Man-themed plates and napkins. "But the good kind."

"The best kind," Olivia agreed, her eyes never leaving Kylian. "I’m so glad he’s having fun."

A man approached them with a wrapped gift in hand. He was tall, with a rugged handsomeness that was accentuated by the scruff on his face and the warm smile he wore. Olivia recognised him instantly—Lucas, the hunter who supplied the café with fresh meat and occasionally helped out with handyman tasks when needed. He had always been kind and polite, and Olivia couldn’t deny that he had a certain charm about him.

"Hey there, birthday boy," Lucas said, crouching down to Kylian’s level and handing him the gift. "This is for you."

Kylian’s eyes lit up as he accepted the present, his shyness momentarily taking over. "Thank you," he mumbled, clutching the gift tightly.

"You’re welcome, little man," Lucas replied with a grin before straightening up and turning his attention to Olivia. "And hello to you too, Olivia."

"Hi, Lucas," Olivia said, returning his smile. "Thanks for the gift. You didn’t have to, but it’s very sweet of you."

"Well, it’s not every day a superhero turns four," Lucas joked, giving Kylian a playful wink before his gaze shifted back to Olivia. "But if you really want to thank me, you could repay me by going on a dinner date with me."

Olivia blinked, caught off guard by his sudden proposition. She could feel Helen’s eyes widen in amusement besides her.

"A dinner date?" she echoed, trying to keep her tone light and not let her surprise show too much.