Damien’s POV“Where is Liv?” I thought as I paraded the corridors. The guards lined in front of me with their heads down. “Where is my Luna?!!!!” I thundered and they flinched. Why the fuck are they mute? I had been asking them about Olivia, but they could only tell me that she left the pack house very early this morning. That was not the problem, but how none of them thought to ask her where she was going, or even go with her baffled me. At least one of these useless guards should have informed me– rather they were careless about her. They didn’t care enough. I promise to make their lives a living hell until someone can provide me with some information to find Olivia.“Did she take Jeremy with her?” “Sire, when she passed, she was dressed and armed, but she didn’t take Young Jeremy with her.”I ran my hand through my hair. Jeremy and Olivia were nowhere to be found. My heart was ricocheting right now. I had checked the entire pack and even the woods with my guards this morning and
Olivia’s POV“Jeremy!!” I screamed as I ran straight into the fire, I couldn’t think. The flames licked at my sleeves, heat burning through the leather of my jacket. I clenched my teeth, ignored the sting, and charged through the ring of heat where the wolves had vanished.The ground cracked beneath my boots as I dropped to my knees beside Jeremy. His small frame was shivering. His body twitched, lips were pale, skin was burning hot."Jeremy!" I grabbed his face, cupping it gently.His eyes flickered open, the white glow now fading into the familiar green. He blinked up at me like he didn’t know where he was. "I… I saw something," he whispered.My breath hitched. "What did you see?"He blinked again. "I don’t know. It looked like me… but not me."I pulled him into my arms and hugged him tightly, the pounding in my chest refusing to slow. “I’ve got you ” I whispered, rocking him softly. “I’ve got you ”The flames died out around us, leaving smoke curling along the ground. I stood slowl
Olivia’s POV“Jeremy–” I paused, looking around. I couldn’t waste time screaming. Instead, I jumped. My boots slammed hard into the roof tiles just below the ledge. My balance shifted, arms flying out as I caught myself before tumbling over. My eyes searched the darkness below.Nothing.The courtyard stretched out wide beneath me, quiet, wind rustling the grass gently. I scanned the shadows between the trees, the edge of the stables, and the tower’s base.There was movement or sound. It was only silence, and my son was gone. I slid down the slanted roof carefully, crouched low. Dust scraped under my palms. As soon as I reached the edge, I dropped to the balcony two floors down. The impact jolted my knees, but I kept going, ignoring the pain. My chest burned with every breath. At the base, two guards lay flat on their backs, their faces pale. I crouched beside one and touched his neck. Still breathing, but very faintly.My voice was sharp as I turned to the hallway. “He’s taken! Lock
Olivia’s POVI slammed the secret panel shut behind me just as I ran past the library. Looking back hastily to see if they saw me. My legs were trembling but I didn’t stop. I rushed through the halls, ignoring the few servants still cleaning late at night.I didn’t stop until I slammed the door to my chambers shut and locked it. Then I fell to my knees, gasping. Jeremy stirred in bed, blinking awake. “Mama?”I rushed to him, kneeling beside the bed. “I’m here ” I whispered, brushing his curls back.“They want to break me ” I whispered, with my chest heaving. “Let them try ”My eyes didn’t see a wink of sleep that night, my gaze was fixed on the window, scanning every movement in the dark courtyard below. I had guards posted but I doubt if they were all loyal.The thought of what I had seen in Damien’s room crossed my mind, but I shoved it away. I would deal with that later.By morning, I was dressed in full black… not formal, not ceremonial. Combat gear. Leather gloves. A sword she
Olivia’s POV“What’s this feeling?” I thought as I stood up from my bed and twisted my neck, the cracking sound was so satisfying, but it didn’t ease the burden in my heart. I walked over to my closet and pulled out my leather coat and boots, moving carefully as I got dressed. The pack house was asleep, but I wasn’t. I needed answers. I slipped out of my room and quietly through the back corridor, nodding to the hallway guard who bowed slightly at me but didn’t talk. It was common now, I roamed at night. It helped me think.But this evening, I wasn’t just thinking. I was hunting. I thought about going to Damien’s chambers, maybe speaking to him for a while, after what happened at the tunnel the other time– How Austin had spoken about him. Even the way Damien and I spoke the other time, it was a heated moment.These times we needed to be a team to win. Whatever was doing this wanted us apart to destroy us and I won’t give them that privilege. I signed and took a turn to Damien’s room
Olivia’s POVMy heart lunged as I stood before the blood marked wall, the cracked moon symbol staring back at me like it knew me, like it had been waiting. The smell of mildew and something fouler lingered in the underground air. I quickly pressed my palm to the stone as my fingers were trailing the rough carvings. Austin stood a few steps behind me, his eyes scanning the space with ease. He didn’t seem as shocked as I was, how would I know that he was not a part of this? I still didn’t trust him. Was this a game that he was playing with me? So he would break and win against Damien? But what about what happened with Jeremy earlier, when he broke the earth without trying.“Hmm, they were here,” he said. “Recently ”I pulled my hand back. “And you are not a part of this?”He snapped a glare at me. “Olivia, was that what you think about me?”I scoffed, and rolled my eyes at him. That was more than enough answers than he needed. “Do you want me to answer that? You were Damien’s best fri