Lycan's Redemption: Captive to Lover

Olive's POV My life, which I thought was sweet and full of romance, changed after the hit-and-run accident, and I fell into the pit of the Alpha Lycan’s revenge. ** The mating ceremony. It is such a big deal for every werewolf. Every mature female and male wolf will have the chance to meet their mate in the event. My grandmother said that one could feel the bond with just a stare in the eye. It is either you accept it or reject it. As for me, at age 17, I am not mature enough to feel the bond I have with my mate. My boyfriend, Vincent, the Alpha of the Blackridge pack, just turned 18 three months ago, and he had to attend the mating ceremony to fulfill his duties as the Alpha heir. The curious us chose to create trouble by sneaking an underage female werewolf like me to witness what a mating ceremony would be. Which we might regret soon. ‘I regretted coming just now.’ Werewolves who found what the Goddess of Moon stored for them, sneaked into the corners in pairs, doing rendezvo

Olive's POVI woke up on a soft sheet as a streak of sunlight trickled in through the window.Slowly and reluctantly, I opened my eyes. I blinked several times to clear the hazy vision as I scrutinized my surroundings in confusion. And then, I found myself in Vincent’s room.‘What happened last night?’I sat up, but my head throbbed, and the gravity was hard to fight against. I barely moved up while trying to recall last night’s event. “Last night, Vincent and I were on our way back home. It was r-raining, and he was driving fast. Then…”Then… what?My fingers brushed against the bandage wrapped around my head, triggering a sudden surge of memories.‘Woman, blood, accident…’While I was trying to put the puzzles together,, it was then I heard the news on the television which was left on.["Earlier today, a devastating hit-and-run incident occurred in Westford.”]My eyes were glued to the TV screen while my hands regained their vigor and I continued to listen.[“It appears that the d

Olive's POVThe clouds were dark when the cold handcuffs slapped around my wrists.I looked up at the sky.‘Did I imagine getting arrested by the cops with a crime I never committed?’ Everything seemed surreal when I found myself sitting on the back seat of the police cruiser. Houses, cars, and people outside window, I cherished each of them knowing that it would be a long time before I would see those sights again. Having these thoughts, the answer to my question came clear.‘I wasn’t born a rule breaker. But for the man I love, I broke my own rule.’ “Get out.”My mind was hazy when the door of the police cab opened. What waiting before me was a gloomy concrete building for people seeking forgiveness for their sins. And I had to go through with it. For Vincent, for the pack, and for my grandma.‘Vincent will take care of my grandma.’ His promise, a solace for my flickering hope, gave me courage to step in and enter the police station.Walking into the bustling lobby of the police

Olive's POV‘Grandma. You gave my name ‘Olive’, right? Why did you choose Olive?’ “Because the word ‘Olive’ is another way to love someone without having to say love.”“Really? Then, if I want to say I love you too Grandma, I can just tell you ‘Olive you’?” “Oh my silly pumpkin. Who taught you to be this adorable? Of course, dear.”“Olive you, Grandma. Thank you for giving me the sweetest name.” “Olive you too, baby. I pray to the Goddess Moon to give you a life apparent to your name.” Notwithstanding being a half-breed, my grandma treated me like the most wonderful person ever. For that, I had promised to live up to the name she bestowed on me. But one day, the name I have been treasuring ages ago vanished. Four digits replaced the meaningful “Olive”, only to remind me of the crime I witnessed that rainy night.“0315! Are you listening?!”Physically incapable, I looked at the maid who called me with the inmate number, showcasing my position as Vera’s murderer.Absolutely grimace,

Aaron’s POV“0315!”As I called out the name of my prisoner, an eerie silence permeated the room, causing a growing sense of unease within me.My wolf, Zack, intuitively picked up on my agitation as he grew anxious deep in me. Despite my attempts to stay rational and composed, my body betrayed me, and I found myself impulsively rushing towards the bathroom door to investigate the unsettling silence.It was then that I realized why my mate’s scent got weaker. 0315 was lying on the ground and was unconscious. She didn’t even finish wearing the clothes I prepared for her to wear. Holding the shirt with one hand, she’s lying on cold ceramic tiles with only her brassier and undergarment.I shouldn’t feel empathy towards my girlfriend’s murderer. But when I saw that delicate woman looking so weak, I let out a massive roar with my Alpha voice.I rushed over and quickly held her in my arms. She felt like she would snap like a twig if I were careless.“Angelica! Angelica!”Upon my summons, the