LOGINOlivia’s POV
My head spun wildly, my heart slamming hard against my ribs as I ran without looking back. I was leaving the pack. I knew Damien had ordered me to stay. He was the Alpha, and no one was meant to defy him, but I had reached my breaking point. Between obeying a man who betrayed me and destroying my unborn child, I chose to run. I pushed myself forward, rushing deeper into the forest. My feet struck the earth again and again, my lungs burning as each breath came out uneven and strained. I ran with everything left in me. The trees blurred together, branches scraping past my skin like bony hands reaching to stop me. I refused to turn around, terrified of what might be waiting behind me. Damien’s voice echoed in my head. “You will stay at the safe house outside the palace tonight.” But I knew I could not do that. Not after what he demanded of me. He did not want this pregnancy, and I understood why. As Alpha, having a child with me would stain his image and weaken his rule. But I could never bring myself to end this life, no matter how coldly he had spoken. No matter how hard he tried to force the decision on me. This child was part of me, part of my future, and I would protect it. As I ran, the forest thickened around me, shadows stretching and darkening into something threatening. My legs screamed in pain with every step. I tripped once, then again, my foot snagging on a hidden root, but I caught myself just before hitting the ground. I was exhausted. I needed to stop. But time was against me. Every second that passed meant Damien was closer. I knew I could not slow down. I had to keep moving, no matter how weak my body felt. Suddenly, the ground beneath me seemed to vibrate. Footsteps followed. Voices murmured faintly through the trees. My heart lurched painfully as I realized the truth. I was not alone. I was being tracked. I tried to steady myself and stay quiet, but sweat soaked my skin, my scent spilling everywhere. Whoever followed me would have no trouble tracing my path. Panic clawed at me. I knew it was over if I did not act fast or find another way out. My pulse raced uncontrollably as I searched the forest for an escape, my eyes darting from shadow to shadow. There was nothing. Just when I thought I had managed to lose them, I slammed into something solid. Strong arms caught me instantly. Damien stood before me, his face dark with fury, his eyes burning. “How did you…” I started, struggling to catch my breath. Damien’s gaze hardened. “You truly thought you could outrun me, Olivia?” he said coldly. “You are not even equal to my weakest warrior.” “How did you find me?” I asked, still stunned, fighting against his grip. A cruel smile curved his lips. “Did you really believe you could escape me?” he said confidently. “I know this forest better than anyone. I knew you would try to run. You are predictable.” “But how did you know which path I would take?” I demanded, disbelief shaking my voice. Damien chuckled darkly. “You only know one way out, Olivia. I knew you would choose it. As Alpha, I know every hidden route. I took a shortcut and cut you off. It was simple.” I struggled again, but his hold tightened. His fingers dug painfully into my arms as he dragged me back. A groan escaped me as pain shot through my body. The other men arrived moments later, their expressions blank and emotionless. “Take her to the safe house,” Damien ordered, his voice distant and cold. The men nodded, their eyes briefly meeting mine before they seized me. Damien handed me over without meeting my gaze as I cried, screamed, and begged. “Please, Damien, let me go,” I pleaded desperately. “I will disappear. I swear you will never see me again.” Damien did not soften. “You will obey,” he said flatly, without mercy. My strength faded as they dragged me away. I was drained, hurting, and desperate for rest, but not here. I was thrown into the safe house, the door slamming shut behind me and locking tight. I collapsed onto the floor, my body shaking as sobs tore from me. As the night stretched on, I cried until sleep finally claimed me, my thoughts racing endlessly with one question. How would I escape again without being caught?Olivia’s POVI woke to movement.Not the gentle kind that eased you from sleep, but the steady, relentless rhythm of someone covering ground quickly. My body shifted with each powerful stride, rocked against a solid chest that rose and fell with controlled breath. For one terrifying moment, instinct screamed that I had been captured again, that Damien’s men had dragged me back while I was weak.I tried to move.A firm arm tightened around me instantly.“Do not thrash,” a deep voice said close to my ear. “You will fall.”My eyes flew open.Moonlight streaked through dense branches overhead as the forest rushed past us in blurred shadows. The stranger was running, fast and silent, his boots barely disturbing the earth beneath him despite the weight of me in his arms. His grip was secure, unyielding, as though dropping me was not an option he had even considered.“You brought me deeper,” I said hoarsely, fear clawing its way back into my chest. “You said we were leaving.”“We are,” he re
Olivia’s POVI did not realize how close I was to collapsing until my legs finally gave way beneath me. The terror, the pain, the exhaustion I had been suppressing for days all surged at once, leaving my body unable to obey me any longer. I would have fallen hard onto the forest floor if strong arms had not caught me at the last second, holding me upright with unyielding strength.The stranger steadied me against his chest, his grip firm but controlled, as though he had already decided that I would not break here, not under his watch. His warmth seeped into me slowly, grounding me in a way I was unprepared for. I could feel the steady rise and fall of his breathing, calm and unwavering, so different from the chaos raging inside me.“Breathe,” he said quietly, his voice deep and composed. “You are not dying tonight.”I let out a shaky breath, my fingers clutching weakly at the front of his shirt as my body trembled. I wanted to believe him, but experience had taught me that safety was
Olivia’s POV.I jolted awake to a violent crash against the door. I pushed myself upright, blinking hard as I rubbed at my eyes, trying to chase away the heavy fog of sleep clinging to my mind. Every inch of my body screamed in protest. The bruises along my skin throbbed as if they had just been inflicted moments ago. I had cried until exhaustion claimed me the night before, my failed escape replaying over and over until darkness finally dragged me under.My pulse hammered wildly when I heard Damien’s voice from the other side of the door. “Good morning, Olivia,” he said smoothly, mockery dripping from every word. “I trust you slept well.”I stared at the door with burning eyes. He was enjoying this. Feeding on my fear. Thriving on my suffering.“Get up,” he commanded. “It’s time to take care of what must be done.”I shoved the covers aside and stepped out from the shadowed corner of the room, fury blazing through me. “You know damn well how my night was,” I snapped, my voice sharp an
Olivia’s POVMy head spun wildly, my heart slamming hard against my ribs as I ran without looking back. I was leaving the pack. I knew Damien had ordered me to stay. He was the Alpha, and no one was meant to defy him, but I had reached my breaking point. Between obeying a man who betrayed me and destroying my unborn child, I chose to run.I pushed myself forward, rushing deeper into the forest. My feet struck the earth again and again, my lungs burning as each breath came out uneven and strained. I ran with everything left in me. The trees blurred together, branches scraping past my skin like bony hands reaching to stop me. I refused to turn around, terrified of what might be waiting behind me.Damien’s voice echoed in my head. “You will stay at the safe house outside the palace tonight.” But I knew I could not do that. Not after what he demanded of me. He did not want this pregnancy, and I understood why. As Alpha, having a child with me would stain his image and weaken his rule.But
Olivia’s POVI folded my clothes carefully into the small bag, my fingers gripping the fabric so tightly my knuckles ached, my eyes burning fiercely as I fought back the tears threatening to fall. Every corner of this room held memories of moments I once shared with Damien, memories filled with whispered lies and false promises. The way he used to look at me like I was the only thing that existed to him. Now none of it meant anything anymore. I meant nothing to him.The door creaked open behind me, and I snapped my head back instantly. When I realized it was Damien standing there, my stomach twisted painfully with anger, and I turned my gaze forward again. I kept my back to him, focusing on the bag in front of me, forcing myself to stay strong and not shatter apart.“Liv,” Damien called out, his deep baritone voice calm and measured. I didn’t respond. I had nothing left to say to him.“I need to talk to you,” he said, taking a slow step closer.“What is there left to say?” I spoke bef
Chapter 1: The BetrayalOlivia’s POV“Long live The Luna.”The words cut into me. Each cheer twisted the pain deeper, leaving me trembling where I stood. My fingers dug into the fabric of my dress, bitterness churning violently in my stomach. Breathing became difficult.I turned sharply, my eyes locking onto the stage where Damien stood, deliberately refusing to meet my gaze. Beside him was Brielle, dressed in the ceremonial Luna robes, her smile radiant and victorious. My legs shook beneath me.This is not happening. This cannot be real. Just last night, Damien had held me close, whispering promises into my hair while he slept beside me. “You are mine, Olivia. I will make you my Luna. Only you.” I had believed every word, given him everything I had, my body, my heart, my trust.Now, in front of the entire pack, he was giving the title that belonged to me to another woman. The betrayal was unbearable. A bitter cry tore from my throat as I stepped forward.“Damien.”My voice rose above







