➿ Present ➿ { Daniel } I shake my head to get rid of the horrible memory of that day and get up to get dressed again, feeling defeated. I don't plan to go back to the office, so I go to my truck and drive home, relieved when I see that Clara isn't here yet. I need to get my head straight before talking to anybody. I walk to the kitchen to get something to eat, but there’s nothing, at least nothing healthy. I curse out loud and walk over to Clara's snack cabinet to steal from her. I pull out a large bag of chips and a chocolate bar. Totally not something I should be eating after fasting all day, but as long as something lands in my stomach I don't care what it is. I plop down on the couch and put something on TV just to try to distract myself while I eat something. It doesn't work at all because I keep thinking about that worrying pain on my chest or the absence of my wolf, or Olivia and how she must be right now... needy and unsatisfied. Fück. I toss the trash to the floor and
{ Olivia } This is the weirdest heat I've ever had. My body is producing heat pheromones and I am in a constant state of physical arousal, but... my wolf is going through the worst breakup of her life. So much so that she’s too busy whining and crying about losing her alpha that she’s not even annoying me with the need to be fücked and bred like I’m going to die if I don’t get it. This is definitely a first. My mind is mine and it’s much easier to control my body's arousal when she’s not interfering. This was not her primary state, though. Yesterday was... hectic. My poor wolf went through all the stages of grief. Right now she’s in the depression stage. As soon as I left Daniel's office, we were both in shock at what had happened. I was mostly confused, but my wolf's shock carried over to me. For some reason, what my wolf said to Daniel's wolf seems to be a pretty big deal. Even bigger than me screaming about hating him forever. I think it’s practically the breaking up ph
I pull my son away from me and put him on the floor, getting down to kneel in front of him. He only saw our omega wolves last time so I imagine seeing an alpha suddenly, one that was angry and was exercising his alpha power, was a bit of a shock to him as a little pup, especially since Daniel is his father so his power influences Laurie much more than a normal pup. "Daniel's not a bad man, baby, but he sure is being naughty right now," I say. My son raises his green eyes at me, "But just like us, he loves you and would never hurt you, okay? However, it's very bad to talk to people that way so Daniel is being punished. When you see him again, he's going to be the same Daniel you know, okay?" The thought of punishment placates my son's mind. I’ve never punished him, but I have threatened him a few times so he understands and nods. "I missed you last night, Mommy. Why didn't you come to see me?" he asks with a frown once the other subject is done for, crossing his arms on his chest
Lucinda's words make my blood boil once again. "Just let me out, dude!" I say, starting to lose my patience. Lucinda makes a pitiful face, like she seriously can't do anything to help me. "Lucinda, keep Clara away from this. It's only going to hurt her more. Let me out. I'm the fücking boss of this place!" "Sorry, boss, but you're the one who always says we should do things the right way, no?" she asks, sounding sarcastic and annoying as hell. I have to close my eyes and take a deep breath. I really want to choke this woman and I don’t mean the fun kind of choking. "Clara is lucky I didn't rip your ring off her damn finger. I want her to see this and dump your äss.” I know there's no use fighting her so I just turn my back to her and cover my face, then I keep pacing around the cell trying not to die for ten more minutes, until there are several voices outside and Gerard comes in accompanied by Clara. He’s trying to stop his amused grin as he comes to open my c
{ Olivia } "The witch has arrived, she's ready for the ritual," I tell Daniel and in that same second the witch raises her hand and whacks me in the head, "Auch!" "I already told you I'm not a witch, Doofus," Isabelle complains and I move to the side so she doesn't try to hit me again, while Daniel is still processing what I said. "I'm sorry," I reply with an apologetic smile. Isabelle just rolls her eyes and keeps driving, "Daniel, are you there?" "Olivia, this is complete nonsense. Your mother is going to murder us, your father is going to murder me," he complains and it pisses me off because he can't do this to me just when it's time for the action. Not when I'm so close to achieving what I want: to be free of my feelings for him. "You want to be a part of your son's life, right? Because I don't think that's going to happen if you decide to back out," I blurt out, sounding extremely evil and I know it because Isabelle turns to me with her mouth h
"Uh... what instruments?" Mallory asks, looking extremely confused and earning a tired look from Isabelle. "I texted you what I needed, Mal," she complains, but just shakes her head and heads for the stairs. “Julian, come here, I need your help." Julian nods and follows her to the stairs without taking his eyes off Daniel or turning his back on him until it's necessary to climb the stairs. Mallory looks at Daniel as if she is afraid he’s going to attack her again and grabs her phone. "I have a very important call," she lies in an extremely obvious way with a grimace and almost runs off towards the stairs, leaving me alone with an angry alpha. I know inside me that he would never hurt me, but I still feel incredibly intimidated by his stare that literally won't leave me for a second. "You still have time to stop this, Olivia," he says, catching my attention and forcing me to look at him. Daniel looks incredibly different from the way he normally looks: neat, tidy, untouchable, as
Julian takes over the help for Daniel and I can tell whatever he’s feeling is really bad because he doesn't react in any way to Julian helping him. He doesn’t even seems to notice who is helping him. My stomach clenches with fear that something is really wrong with him. What if he’s sick? What if he dies? Oh, my god. That would be horrible, even as much as I hate him I don't think I could ever get over that. "You're going to help him heal too, aren't you? Like you’re going to help me?" I ask Isabelle as we start walking through the woods, unable to take my eyes off Daniel. I'd like to get closer to be the one to help him but I know there's no point because I can't half-carry him like Julian is doing, so I'm just left to watch him and endure my wolf anxiety for her alpha. ‘I want to die with him’, my wolf pushes at me inside my head and I have to roll my eyes. She’s such a drama queen. ‘Neither of us is going to die, dumb wolf, okay? That’s why I got this witch-heale
{ Daniel } The relief I felt throughout my body and spirit was so immediate and intense that it was almost confusing. I didn't even feel like we were standing in the woods for hours, I totally lost track of time. It felt like someone had been gripping my heart in the tightest fist in the world and suddenly let it go. My chest stopped hurting and my wolf stopped feeling like the worst scum alive. His sudden happiness was even more confusing. Olivia’s words affected me in such a way that my wolf literally wanted to die and wanted to kill me for doing what I did and causing all that pain to our sweet, beautiful omega. That sounds extreme but it's true, he just shut down, he absolutely gave up. But whatever the witch did or said to him helped him feel better so no matter how much I despise her for lending herself to this nonsense, I thank her for not letting me die. Still... I don't feel much difference when it comes to Olivia. I watch her chatting with the witch the whole ti