Living with His Mark

Chapter Two (Olivia POV)   I am startled awake by a loud pounding on my door. “Olivia time to get up from your nap, meet me on the back porch in 10 minutes.”  “Yes mother.” I shout back so much for a relaxing day. I get up off my bed, strip down to my bra and panties and grab some clothes from my closet. Before I get dressed I stand in front of the closet mirror and survey the damage from this morning's sparring. My cut on my lip is healing so it's barely swollen, a few bruises on my ribs and the worst of it is a bite mark but that should be gone by dinner time. I throw on a pair of shorts and a tank top pile my hair in a bun and make my wak to the back porch.  I step out the back door and see my mom sitting in the porch swing with an intense look on her face. “What’s up mom you wanted to s

Chapter Four- (Olivia POV)   I take a second and mask my emotion before I turn around and face him the Devil himself. I want to laugh at his stunned face but I keep my composure. I could easily tell my father that the Asshole that is standing in front of us is the same Asshole that as little as 2 hours ago has been inflicting pain on me. I choke the words down despite my feelings. Every pack deserves a chance and despite this Alpha his pack has done nothing to me. I square my shoulders and look him straight in the eyes “Alpha Christian nice to meet you.” I extend my hand out for him to shake. He takes my hand and I will myself to not react to the sparks that I might feel. They weren’t sparks at all; it was like a bomb going off in my hand. I managed to remain expressionless and look at his eyes but his flickered down to our joined hands. I quickl

Chapter Six   (Chistian POV)   I am sitting on my bed getting ready for the rest of my day reflecting on breakfast. Breakfast was odd the Alpha and Luna weren’t present, the pack members all seemed so crestfallen. I asked one of the she-wolves eyeing me if the Alpha and Luna usually left their guests alone. She explained they were in a family meeting this morning and rotated between eating at the packhouses. She stated that usually the jewel of the pack was at breakfast but after last night she was probably sleeping in. “Jewel of the Pack?” “Olivia of course she is everything that embodies a real she-wolf she helps guide us. Not just the She-wolves but all werewolves. She treats us all as equals and for that she shines brighter than anyone.

Chapter Eight   (Bradley POV)   I look over this Alpha Christian as he walks up to the bowling alley with his arms draped around that she-wolf. It really takes everything in me to not tear that asshole apart. He is lucky I didn’t know about him sooner or what he did to my best friend. I am the only one that she has told who he really is and the story of what happened. I may be younger than Olivia and she may not possess as many powers as her mother but I was born to be her protector. I am also half hunter so naturally I have an added threat I am tougher to hurt or kill. Olivia can’t hide her emotions from me. I know where else they show other than her eyes, she shows so much happiness with Xavier but I see the small twinge of pain in her expression when the Alpha Douche Bag walks up with were-bitch in his arms.

Chapter Ten-   (Olivia POV)   I simply get up and excuse myself from the room too embarrassed about what he heard. I have managed to put on a straight face ever since the night I let him see me crumble all that time ago but today he saw my weakness. I feel sick to my stomach as I just let the warm water of my shower wash away the lingering feelings of disappointment.  When I finally step out of my shower and wrap my towel around me and step into my room I am stopped dead in my tracks. Sitting on my bed with his elbow on his knees and head in his hand is Christian. He doesn’t look up when I enter the room. I walk in front of him and he grabs my hips and I try to take a step back but he holds me there. “You are good enough.” His voice bar