Olivia’s POV“Whatever question you have, would be answered by Austin himself,” Demetri said, but then he noticed the way I was staring at him and Roland and he nodded. “Yeah, he is my Beta. He is under cover in this pack as the event planner to make sure everything is under control and to report to me.”I blinked at him, shocked. “Was that why you were made a guest event planner?”He smirked at me and winked, then he faced Damien. “Why did you release Austin from prison?” he asked. Damien shrugged. “His life was in danger so I only wanted to make sure that nothing happened to him.” Demetri pinched his chin. “Hmm. Alright, but you left a part out.”Damien raised a brow, and asked, “What part?”Demetri nodded. “The part where you wanted Austin to be the pack’s Alpha. Not because you trust him, but because you want to rule the pack behind the scene and you also want him for Olivia, because you trusted he won’t hurt her.”My eyes went wide when Damien nodded and dropped his head, not a
Olivia’s POVI stepped closer to Demetri as I balled my fist up. “Give me the mic,” I whispered to him, but he turned and faced the other side, taking the mic out of my reach. I frowned as I looked around, trying to hide my frustration with a fake smile. “You all don’t need to fight for leadership in this pack, because as the king of this pack, I pronounce that Alpha Damien takes back his stand, his records are clean and he has done a great job all these years.”They were gasping all around us, I gasped too in shock as I covered my mouth. What the fuck was he saying? I thought, but I kept down my reaction and maintained my composure, he was the King by the way. “Objection, My king,” I looked up to see Damien coming up to me. “I have retired.”“Your application for retirement still lies on the desk in my office and I do not plan on approving it,” Demetri replied.“But I have a right to retire and quit my post whenever I want to, it’s in the law. The third constitution in acts four–”
Olivia’s POV“Demetri?” Damien asked as he stared at him in shock. I gulped as I saw the intensity they used in staring at each other. “Demetri?” Demetri repeated as he raised his head and stgared at Damien. “You seem to forget that I am the King. Your King and you should show some respect.” Oh my Goddess. I could feel the tension between them. Damien was so hot headed, I hop he doesn’t create a scene. Oh, no. I should probably talk to Demetri.Damien gritted his teeth and bowed his head. “My apologies your highness.” Damien apoloized and my jaw dropped in shock.He apologized– Damien fucking apologized? I was shocked to the bones that he did that. My goodness. I faced Demetri and saw a smirk on his face. “It’s good you know your place. Damien.” He said and then left his hand. “Do not touch her ever again because she is–” he faced me and gritted his teeth as he said, “Mine.” “Yours?” Damien asked, gulping. Demetri nodded. Damien stared at me with raised brows and I dropped my hea
Olivia’s POV“The Lycan King?” I asked as my lips and fingers turned cold. I stepped back away from him and he sighed, nodded. “I am Demetri Hunt.” He said as he opened his hands for me.I gulped, it was really him. How was he a staff member at my party? Was this his surprise? I knew that the Lycan King was heartless, we had heard news. Now I knew why the messengers were so scared of their master. “Y– you?” I stuttered, still speechless.He grabbed my hand and pulled me closer to himself. I placed my hand on his chest as I gasped, still shocked. “What are you doing, here?” I asked, staring up at him with parted lips. “Now that you have seen my face. It’s best I tell you everything now. I had come to get you, Olivia,” He said, as his hand touched my shoulder softly. It sent shivers down my spine and I pushed him off and I fell and sat on the bed. “You should leave,” I said looking down. He clicked his tongue and squatted in front of me. He took my hand and pecked it. I pulled it out
Olivia’s POV“Why?” I asked Mysterio. Not sure whether I should go with him or not. He sighed. “Because you are drunk,” He replied. I narrowed my eyes at him and shook my head. “Am I?” I asked then I let go of him. “I can hold myself. You are the one drunk because you can’t see right.” I argued, pouting at him. I tried to step away, but I staggered instead. I gritted my teeth and tried to hold myself. “You see?” He asked me. “I don’t see anything,” I said, shaking my head. He sighed and went down a bit then he scooped me up. I was about to scream, but he shook his head at me. “Be quiet.”I placed my hand over my mouth at his command and he took me up the stairs, how no one could see him still baffled me. But he took me to a room and then he placed me on the soft bed and I closed my eyes. “Why did you bring me here?” I asked him.I heard the door lock and he came back to me. “You’ll find out soon.” I opened my eyes slowly. “What’s there to find out?” I asked and my eyes went wid
Olivia’s POV“Who are–” I asked Mysterio when he kept mute. He had a smirk on. “I am Mysterio,” He responded. I raised a brow at him as I stared at him up and down. Mysterio? Was that even a name? The light came back on and the audiences clapped for us. Roland stepped back on the stage and I faced him. “What a nice dance performance. It was romantic and it kept us on edge.” He said, I smiled and waved at the audience, and then I turned to leave the stage and I saw that Mysterio was gone and it was just Simeon and the pretty girl by his side. I turned around, looking for him but he had disappeared like smoke. I gulped, lifted the front of my dress and I stepped down from the stage. When I got down, I reached where Damien was, but I didn’t pay attention to him, I just wanted to know where Mysterio had entered. I had so many unanswered questions. I needed to know who he was. What he wanted and what gift he had for me. I was dying inside with curiosity. Damn it. Why was I so bothered b