Olivia’s POVOut of everyone I’d expect to see at the hospital today, the last one I considered seeing was Herold Opal. He strolls into the lobby, looking lost and confused, until he meets my eyes from afar. I’ve been here for days trying to formulate some kind of plan on how to update the practices at the hospital and donate enough charity to make it happen; I don’t have time for this.“Queen Luna,” Herold says, tipping his head at the sight of me.I look up at his charming, endearing light eyes. He is exhausted, purple rings swollen under his heavy gaze, and his lips are formed into a tired frown.“Ah, Herold Opal. Coming to ruin another one of my days?”“I’m sorry, Queen Luna. I never intended for the funeral of my late wife to take place like that. It was in poor taste and disrespectful to your attendance. I actually came here to day to speak with her brother Reese. I heard he was transferred here.”“He was,” I say simply, meanwhile I meander through my paperwork. “He is under bet
Olivia’s POV“You didn’t know a damn thing about Olivia!” I am screaming now, something I’m not necessarily proud of but I can’t hold it in any longer. “You will not sit here and tell me that you knew a damn thing about your wife of five years!”“I knew her well, Queen Luna.”“What was her favorite color, then? Or, what was her favorite food? Hell, Herold. What was Olivia Opal’s favorite fucking place in the world? You didn’t know her and you never cared to! You don’t get to play grieving husband now! It’s all a fucking lie!”Herold opens his mouth, as though he could have anything in rebuttal to say to me now. It’s useless, though. He can’t say anything to change my mind. He ends up shutting his mouth, a glint of pain in his eyes as he must realize that he has no idea what the answers are.I feel angry tears fill my eyes now. I wish I could stop them; he doesn’t deserve to see me so upset over this predicament. He is the reason for my cries. He has always been the reason for my cryin
Olivia’s POV“Oh my goddess, what did you do to Alpha Herold?” some random she-wolf breathes, coming over to try and help him out of the hot pool but he smiles innocently, shaking his head. “Alpha Herold, I can help you,” she insists.I roll my eyes, looking elsewhere. Every woman here is swooning after my ex-mate, his chest chiseled and damp in the hot water, making his look physically hot from the temperatures he is in now but it doesn’t matter. I couldn’t stand the sight of him if I tried.The she-wolf who tried to assist him finally scurries off, freeing herself from the embarrassment, but Gabriel has the opposite intent. He comes to my side, smiling coyly as he sits on the edge of the rock with me. His arm hooks around my hips, as though to claim me in front of Alpha Herold.I can’t stand their power balances back and forth; just two Alpha’s fighting for sovereignty over a mate neither of them can have.“My dear, you look beautiful,” Gabriel hums into my ear.I don’t have it in m
Olivia’s POVI thought when giving Eugene the new job at the pack hospital, it meant he would see more of Reese. In fact, I’ve seen Eugene Opal everyday for weeks since he transferred packs. He doesn’t make himself scarce around the palace either, the maids always swooning through the hallways when he walks past.The sight of blatant cooing over the new doctor makes me sick.He has kept my secret though, so I can’t be too upset with his presence, but that doesn’t mean Gabriel has the same impression of him. At first they got along great, Gabriel asking Eugene to be the new physician in the palace. That newfound admiration of the new doctor didn’t last long, Eugene always trying to pull me aside for conversation and catching up.“My dear,” Gabriel calls across the bedroom, the King Alpha ready to reside in bed for the night while I take to my computer and notes, trying to get this new charity up and running. “My Luna, please,” he hums. “Come to bed with me.”I wave him off, my eyes nev
Olivia’s POVGabriel smiles before kissing my lips, the notion so tender, so gentle, that I almost want it to continue on, but it would be too artificial. I can’t love this Alpha; I shouldn’t have loved the last. I was given a second chance so I could live life for myself, not to give my all and then some more like the last matehood where I got hurt.I got too hurt then to love again now.“Let’s make love,” he says, pleading so desperately to be intimate with me.I press my hands against his warm, bare chest. “No, Gabriel. I don’t want to do this.”His mouth falls agape but he sits up eventually, pulling off of my body while trying not to look so disappointed. It doesn’t work, though. I can see it written all over his soothing, handsome face. His light eyes make me shudder, his lips rolling tentatively through his teeth while he can only imagine having my body right now.“Just tell me why,” he pleads, his voice soft. “Please, my dear.”“I can’t fall in love with you, Gabriel.”“Why no
Olivia’s POVThe words leave my lips before I can stop it. “You don’t deserve forgiveness!”He seems taken aback by my yelling but I can’t stop it. I don’t want to stop it, either. I want him to feel the worst pain, the pain I felt in our marriage, especially at the end.“I hate you! That poor girl was stuck with you as a mate and it was the worst decision she ever made! You are the reason she is dead! You are the reason she was always in pain! You ruined her fucking life!”His face drops, his tears speeding down his pale, colorless cheeks, and he trembles all over like I do. I am furious, while he simply seems aggravated, the sight of him taking this pain and not fighting back on it is almost refreshing.He moves closer to me, the desk the only keeping us apart while I back away from him. “I can see you’re hurt,” he says. “I know why, too. I don’t want you to be hurt anymore.”I shake my head, sobbing into my palms, just pleading this all ends soon. “You should be the one in pain, no
Olivia’s POV“My wife,” Gabriel coos, waltzing into our room around midnight. I can’t stand the sight of him after seeing Herold and the King Alpha turn on each other to fight; it wounded me more than I’d like to admit. “My dear, please. Come help your wounded husband.”I finally look up, noticing the small gash on his bare chest. “Oh no,” I groan, rolling my eyes at the petite cut. “What happens if you don’t make it? This wound could kill you.”He doesn’t seem bothered by my sarcasm, instead handing me a warm and wet rag. I dab it gently against the mark, knowing that he will probably heal from this wound in a matter of seconds. I entertain him though, somewhat admiring his beautiful physic.He notices and tries to flex, smiling churlishly like a kid at show-and-tell. I shake my head at his attempts to sway me, only freezing suddenly when his hands plant themselves on either sides of my hips. I enjoy his touch but I don’t tell him that, simply pressing a bandage over the mark on his
Olivia’s POVI meet with Eugene in the afternoon, busy trying to check on Reese’s health after his morning checkup with the royal pack’s favorite doctor. Eugene has found his new office fitting, sitting behind the large desk in his stunning white coat and gold framed glasses. He’s intellectually charming, and I can’t help but admire when his beautiful light eyes meet mine.“How are you, Olivia?” he says, leaning back lazily in his desk chair.I shudder at the mention of my real name.“We spoke earlier about the truth on your identity but I didn’t get to tell you everything, Olivia,” he says, smiling sheepishly. “You’re beautiful in this form, just as you were the last. I would recognize your soul anywhere.”“How can you say that?” I shake my head, knowing that for my entire past life, I was a substitute for Alicia. I was the Luna Herold had when his real lover abandoned him, and then I was the only thing in his way when she returned.“I can say that because it’s true, Olivia. You’re w