Third Person POVIn the early morning of the royal palace, Olivia watched the news with awe and shock. She could see her face, her past life, and watched as the reports gave an update on the Luna’s funeral services. The date has changed several times now and each time it only infuriated Olivia more and more.She couldn’t understand why he was posturing like this, speaking to reporters about his sorrow, about the horrid murder of his mate, as though he hadn’t known all along that this was her fate. Olivia was dying anyways, Alicia just made sure it happened before she could give birth to the Alpha’s offspring first.Gabriel set nearby, flipping through his newspaper. “So sad about that Luna.”Olivia felt the fear strike up her throat. “Why do you say that?” Of course, to Olivia, she knew her truth. she knew Herold wanted her dead, wanted to divorce her, and had no use for her anymore. Watching him play this grieving Alpha only pissed off Olivia more. “It’s obvious that Alpha is faking
Olivia’s POVHerold was still staring at me, waiting for me to reply. I fear I have exposed my identity, seeing him step forward, almost sizing me up, and at last he broke eye contact, seeing Gabriel cross the room toward us. The entire wake had been watching and seeing the Alpha King march over now only caused the interest in the room to spike more.“Who are you?” Herold whispers, his tone harsh and taut.“I am the Queen Luna,” I say, sure of my words.Gabriel charges between us, snaking an arm around my hips and pulling me into his side charmingly. I find myself sinking into his grasp, comfortable with my mate; a feeling unfamiliar to me. He brushes his hand under my chin, sneaking a glare toward Herold in doing so, as though to mark his possessiveness over me in front of this falsely grieving Alpha.“Is everything okay, my dear?” Gabriel asks, his eyes soft and kind in this moment. “What’s going on with the Alpha? Why has he upset you?”I shake my head, trying to compose myself. I
Olivia POVI stood at last, helping Reese to his feet. I half expected Gabriel to be by my side after witnessing such an odd moment with someone he thought of as a stranger, but instead Herold made it to me first.His hand found my arm, pulling me out of earshot of the crowd. His crimson eyes held so much anger and confusion, I’ve seen it all before.“It’s you, isn’t it? You’re Olivia?”My heart sinks straight into my stomach, making me ill.“I know it’s you,” he huffs. “My wolf might tell me differently but it’s the only explanation. It’s the only way you would have known how to help him.”I yank my arm free of his grasp, hating the feeling of his hand on my elbow. “How dare you insinuate such a preposterous lie, Alpha Herold? You know damn well that you are the reason your mate has died. You are at fault for losing her. Don’t you dare approach me now as some form of healing for your broken, black heart.”He hardly flinches at my words, smiling coyly. “I’ve never heard you speak so b
Olivia’s POV“Please, consider going to the hospital,” I plead, seeing the color in Reese’s face drain.Being outside in the cemetery, it’s obvious his allergies have gotten the better of him. There are roses everywhere, bouquet of flowers hung all over the headstone and the casket, my old body waiting to be released into the ground forever.My brother twiddles his thumbs, sitting in the front row with me as he stares at the ivory coffin. I’m half shocked that Herold put any money into this ordeal at all, considering he was probably throwing cartwheels after finding out I was dead and out of his way. At least now, he won’t have to worry about the divorce papers and he looks like a saint to everyone else.Reese rubs his red, raw eyes, wheezing slightly. “I’ll be fine, Queen Luna. Thank you for helping me earlier, but I have to see this through. I loved my sister. This is the last moment I’ll ever have with her. I was the one who sent her out to the moon goddess. I need to be here.”I b
Olivia’s POVI feel him watching me a lot lately. Gabriel can’t be suspicious, I tell myself, and I have to remind my wolf every day that we are the Queen Luna now. We should act more like she had acted before she killed herself, but it’s impossible to know her small mannerisms and such. I try to behave myself as a good Luna would, but it’s hard with those light, entrancing eyes on me at all times, even here in our bedroom.I’ve changed into another dress of his choosing, watching Gabriel sit leisurely nearby, only moving his hand for me to spin around for his delight in the dress or to go change into another. If this was the Queen Luna’s life before, I can see why she would want a divorce.“Another one, my dear,” he sighs, looking down to his phone as it lights up with a text.I can’t take anymore changing, the pile of clothes I’ve accumulated on the floor nowhere near the amount still on hangers, waiting to be tried on. I take a seat on the couch beside him, my hands pushing the wri
Third Person POVGabriel Marquee was always attractive, especially when he turned into the Alpha King. He was renowned, revered, and the most sought out bachelor for most of his early twenties. So it began to infuriate him as he came to realize his Queen Luna and her newfound business ventures had done the unthinkable.He sits alone at the dinner table, roses strewn all over the restaurant floors, the entire facility shut down just for the two of them and as it stands, Gabriel is the only one having dinner tonight. He taps his fingers on the table, the band playing a smooth melody meant to entice his date but she isn’t around to enjoy it.After an hour passes, he picks up the phone, calling the cell he gave her to use for her new business endeavors. She picks up after the second missed call drops.“My Luna, where are you?”Her voice is sweet through the phone, tempting to the Alpha’s ears. “I’m working, Gabriel. I have a lot of work to do on this new upgrade proposal for the hospital.
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