LOGINOlivia POV:
Micheal was waiting for me as I parked my Audi. "Good Morning Olivia," he beamed, "why is everyone so cheery in the morning?" I mused, "maybe it's because you're the only person not getting any!" He exclaimed and I laughed, "you always bring that up Micheal," I say as he grabs my books, "and so? Is it not true?" I smile at his incessant teasing. Micheal has become our field trainer since graduating, until my brother returns and he has to take up his beta duties. "So how's Kathy?" I ask and he grimaces, "you know her, she's up and down with me." "Why don't you settle down for real?" I ask as I brush a loose strand of hair behind my ear, "I don't know," he says as he watches me intently with his green eyes, "I guess, I'm just waiting for the right girl to notice me." We continue walking to class and make plans to meet for lunch.
"Olivia!" Shouted Astrid when she saw me, she was standing by the locker with one of the jocks. She shot her hand up and jumped up and down, her blonde curls bouncing with her, I walked faster towards the energetic she wolf. "Oh My Goddess!" She exclaimed looking at my outfit, "you know, you used to be captain of the cheerleading squad!" She exclaimed, I shrugged as a smile creeped across my face, "I know," I smiled and she hooked her arm in mine, slamming her locker as she pulled me away and we walked to class. "So are you coming to the game this afternoon?" She asked and I sighed as we both knew the answer, "Astrid, you know my mother-" "Yeah! Yeah! But I have a plan," she said and I grimaced because her plans hardly worked out, "hear me out!" She exclaimed excitedly, "everyone's talking about how your brother returns today," she whispered and I cocked an eye brow at her, "news travels fast," I said playfully and she shrugged, "small town, now, I got some intel that your mom is going to be out the whole day with him so as long as you get back before dark, you will be fine!" She looked at me with those water colour eyes of hers, pleading for me to say yes.
"Fine!" I give in and she squeals again, being at school made me feel much better. "Oh! By the way," she said turning her head back to me, "what do you want to do for your eighteenth?" Her question stumped me, "I don't know." She pulled me into the girls bathroom and rolled her eyes. "We are gonna have a party!" "No! Absolutely not!" I exclaimed putting up my arms in front of me, "Astrid, my parents are arranging my marriage." She looked at me shocked, "what!?" I nodded at her and she put down her peach gloss and looked at me, "when did you find out?" She asked, "last night," I sniffed, "Oh! Olivia," she cooed as she pulled me into a hug, "maybe there's a way to stop this, they can't seriously do that!" The water works had started and I couldn't hold it in, "they're the Alpha and Luna, it's already decided!" She grabbed tissue and immediately handed it to me, "you could always run away and come live with me, I'm leaving to my aunts in another pack after graduation," she said as she rubbed my arm, "they'll find me," I noted and she pulled me into another hug, "think about it. If you don't want this, I'll help you get out!" I nodded and she wiped my tears away, "now come on my beautiful best friend, we have a life to live." I chuckled at her bubbly nature and she pulled me out the bathroom, "and anyways, there is nothing they can do if you find your mate," said Astrid as we walked into English, "my mate, I wonder who he could be and if he is even any better," Astrid rolls her eyes, "he has to be! The Moon Goddess doesn't make mistakes Olivia!" I smiled at her as we sat down and opened our books.
The whole lesson went long as we read and analyzed Macbeth but I couldn't focus. There was this gnawing feeling in the pit of my stomach and it seemed to get worse and worse. I stared out the window and wondered if maybe I shouldn't skip the game.
Olivia POV: I sat by the fire, staring into the orange flames that licked my cold skin and face, smothering me with warmth. I remembered my biggest problem being that I was mated to Damien, and now I was mateless, well-technically. I let out a deep sigh, I had seen so much in this world, wolves; vampires, Gods, monsters and bears, yet I had no place with either. I killed a God for crying out loud! And no matter how evil he was, I was afraid that the other Gods would come too. I huddled closer into myself. Where would I even from here? The wind howled at that moment and the blade sang against my thigh, the fire went out and the doors and shutters flew open in a storm of dust and lightning. I shielded my eyes from the assault with the hand that gripped the blade. "You've come a long way Olivia," said a deep voice, I dropped my hand but not the blade, "Elouan," I said, "how did you find me?" Everything in nature seemed to silence upon hearing his name, the wind stopped, the lightnin
Olivia POV: We made our way to the front lines of the defense where the blade had already injured two bear shifters. Their blood soaked and crusted into the ice like something out of Grimm's fairy tales. "Stop!" I exclaimed and the blade whirred to me, sang its sweet song and pointed towards me with a vibration that shivered down my spine. I tentatively reached out my hand and the blade flew, it was like time had frozen and slowed as the falling snow stopped momentarily like dust particles caught under a ray of light. It snapped into my hand and I gripped it, allowing its poison to seep into me. "Olivia," that was my name but it sounded so far away, whereas the blade sang and whispered to me for more blood, more, more, more... "Olivia!" Snapped Elouan's voice bringing me out of my stupor. His nails were digging into my arms, "what?" I asked, the tip of my nose pink from the cold. "You were frozen," he said, his voice quiet in a way that I couldn't pinpoint. "I'm not now," I said
Damien POV: For three days, I had received side eye glances from Dahlia and not a peep from Arla. It was the same routine every time we stopped to make camp. Dahlia would set up camp, I would check the perimeter and Arla would ward the perimeter. I have no idea if her praying worked, but we didn't encounter any threats to prove otherwise. For three days we took turns taking watch and Arla said nothing to me, maybe she decided that it would be better to not speak at all? I don't know, I never understand her anyway and to try and get into her head would just be a migraine. "It's my watch," she said, her voice cutting through my thoughts like a blade against a whet stone. I cleared my throat, trying to swallow the dryness before I had to speak. "Yeah, uhm—" I stood up and stretched my arms over my head as I pulled at the tightness in my back. "Just get some rest, tomorrow we arrive at your pack." A pang of guilt struck my gut and my mouth went dry, "yes, the pack. Are we going to talk
Olivia POV: I followed the brooding Elouan into a hall filled with music and candle light. People were dancing together in a movement that flowed like a wave riding the notes of the instruments. I stared at Elouan's shirt, the coarse material I could almost feel, that tempted me to rub the material between my thumb and forefinger. "Would you like something to drink?" He turned to me, catching me off guard, I nodded my head silently and he left my side. I stood anxiously, feeling within and without of the crowd; easy to blend it and yet I still felt out of place. I closed my eyes and pressed my back against the cool slate wall, focusing on the physical feeling of the cold biting into my skin. "Your drink," he said and I opened my eyes to stare in his dark orbs, I reached for the glass, our fingers brushing and he shivered. "That was quick," I said taking the glass from him and bringing it to my lips. He said nothing, and stood beside me, the coarse material of his shirt brushing agai
Olivia POV: My eyes opened and I remembered everything. And more importantly, I realized everything, what the pain was, why my wolf died, everything. Silent tears leaked from the corners of my eyes as I stared at the ceiling, my jaw clenched, refusing to allow myself to crash to the ground screaming and crying. This is it. Mated, unmated, wolf, vampire, murderer and alone. I stared at the white ceiling, trying to focus on the tiny lines engraved for design purposes. "You're awake," came a voice and I rolled away from him, brushing my face into the pillow to hide my tears, "what do you want?" I asked, refusing to look at him. "I just came to check in on you, your last three meals have been returned to the kitchen and you were given sanctuary and so I have to—" I cut him off, "leave Elouan," I said, and he went quiet, "I know you are still there." I didn't want to look at the third man that had entered my life and turned it upside down. "There's a dance tonight," he said, his voice so
Damien POV: I watched her smile, her hair braided and slung over her right shoulder to display the crescent moon mark that had formed from our mating ritual. Other priestesses offered her blessings and hugs with tears in their eyes. It was clear she was beloved, but I couldn't accept what had happened. Her eyes dragged to mine with that love struck smile pasted on her face, but her eyes shadowed as she looked at me. My wolf howled in pain sensing the tension between us and I turned to busy myself with the packs, letting my mind wander back to last night. "He will accept me, we will accept each other." Her words were confident and straightforward— no arguing. She walked towards me with the grace of a predator and stared into my eyes. Her own soft dark eyes mirrored something else, maybe my own dark feelings as she moved her hair to the side revealing her unmarked skin. "I accept you." She said, her words straight forward and my wolf took over as the bond tightened like a physical b
Damien POV:I pulled her into me and her legs wrapped around me in the water. I didn't even think she noticed as her arms were tangled around my neck, her breasts pressed into my chest. She was kissing me. She wanted me as much as I wanted her. I carried her out of the water and laid her down on ou
Damien POV:"So, what are our parents like?" Dahlia asked, as she bit into some dried meat. We had stopped by a stream on our way to some high temple that had a priestess as old as time. Considering how my life has turned out, I would anticipate that she would have croaked by the time we arrived.
Dimitri POV: We had stopped for the night in a cave that I had decided would be a good camp. Olivia was quiet, yet she occasionally asked questions about the blade or the bracelet that bound her arm. I did not have the gall to tell her that the bracelet was a family heirloom intended for my wife.
Damien POV:I rolled over, and for once I didn't wake up with unbearable pain. My hand grazed the empty space next to me. The sheet cold from the body that had long gone. I sat up abruptly, my hand still pressed against the cold sheet. Her scent was everywhere, on me, around me—everywhere. I swung







