The Alpha’s Banished Mate

Olivia’s POV"Long live The Luna" I was hurt badly by what I heard, each cheer twisting the knife deeper. I trembled, clutching my dress beside me, my stomach churning with bitterness. I couldn't breathe properly.I spun around, staring at the stage where Damien stood, his gaze avoiding mine. Beside him, Brielle wore the ceremonial robes of Luna, her smile bright and victorious. My legs shook beneath me.This is not real. It can’t be real. Last night, Damien had held me close, whispering promises against my hair as he slept with me. "You are mine, Olivia. I will make you my Luna, only you." I had believed him, given him everything — my body, my heart, my trust.But now, in front of the entire pack, he’s giving the title that should have been mine to someone else. The betrayal was too much to bear. A bitter scream rose from my throat, and I stepped forward."Damien," my voice was loud enough to be heard amidst the music gaining everyone's attention. The music stopped, and laughter died

Olivia's POV.My head was spinning, my heart ricocheting against my chest as I ran. I was leaving the pack. I know Damien asked me to stay... And he was the Alpha, no one was supposed to disobey him, but I've had enough of him. Between disobeying his treacherous ass and killing my baby, I chose the former.I kept going forward, deeper into the forest. My feet pounded the forest floor, my breath coming in ragged gasps as I ran with every single strength I possessed. The trees blurred together, their branches whipping past my face like skeletal fingers. I didn't dare look back, fearing what I might see.Damien's words echoed in my mind: "You will stay at the safe house outside the palace tonight." But I knew I couldn't stay, not after what he’d asked me to do. He didn't want the pregnancy, and I knew why. As the Alpha, having a child with me would ruin his reputation and compromise his position.But I couldn't bring myself to get rid of the baby, no matter how hard he'd tried to convinc

Olivia’s POV I stared at the stranger, trying to wrap my head around what he was saying. “You’re offering me a place to stay with your pack?” I asked, wanting to make sure I’d heard him right. He nodded, his golden eyes shining in the moonlight. “You need protection,” he said. I paused, unsure of what to do. Part of me was desperate for a safe place to call home, but another part of me was wary of trusting someone I barely knew. No one had ever offered me kindness without expecting something in return. Especially not after everything I’d been through. I looked into his eyes, searching for any sign of insincerity. But all I saw was genuine concern. “Why are you doing this for me?” I asked, my voice barely above a whisper. His expression softened. “Because you need help,” he said. “And I think you’re worth saving.” I felt a lump form in my throat. No one had ever been this kind to me before. At that moment, I knew I had a choice to make. I could keep running, or I could take a cha

Olivia’s POV “Get off me,” I pushed him off and I got up, wiping the dust off my leggings and top. “A true soldier never attacks from behind.” “True, but sometimes, winning was all that mattered.” “Thank you for today’s lecture.” I rolled my eyes at him and walked back to the pack house. Sweat was dripping down my forehead and neck, my body ached. I trained so hard today. *** *** *** Later that night. “How do we define our relationship?” I asked, running the brush through my hair. Simeon grunted on the bed where he lay. He propped himself up with one elbow, and we locked eyes in the mirror. “Olivia, you are my Luna. The mother of my son, Jeremy. My priceless–” “Ughh, enough.” I cut him off. My heart raced a little when he started pouring those sweet words at me. But who was I kidding? I knew very well that I was only those things to Simeon outside these four walls of our bedroom. I wanted reassurance. I wanted to be sure of what we were in here. Jeremy was only six now, and to

Olivia’s POV “Are you blind?” Damien growled as he spun in anger. The force knocked me back a few steps. “You’ve got eyes. Use them” he muttered under his breath and turned to leave. I blinked at him. “Wh– what! Once a jerk, always a jerk.” I wasn’t surprised though, I was only shocked that I had bumped into him like this. He froze. “Speak again.” I balled my fist as a cold chill traveled through my insides. Shit. he heard that? I turned immediately. My heart was ricocheting within me. Walking away should do the trick. I was about to leave when he came in front of me at the speed of light, my hair rose from the rush of wind. His sandal scent mixed with something earthy hit my nostrils. My eyes locked with his as I gulped. He still smelled the same. Same scent that got me undone. Same scent that made me lose my senses around him that I couldn’t see his lies. “Speak, I–” “Baby,” Simeon called me, cutting Damien off. I turned to him and gave him an awkward grin. His hand went ar