FAZER LOGINOlivia’s POVThe capital rose from the morning mist like a memory I had tried to bury.I had left these walls five years ago with a heart full of reckless devotion and a bracelet that held everything I was. I returned now as something else entirely—a woman who had died, a mother who had lost her child before she could hold him, a Celestial Wolf whose power stirred restlessly beneath skin that still remembered silver. The great spires of the royal city caught the early light and threw it back in sharp, familiar angles. Every tower, every banner, every distant sound of the waking court felt like a finger pressed against an old bruise.We entered through a lesser gate used by merchants and lesser envoys, the kind of entrance that did not demand fanfare or formal announcement. Cassian had arranged everything. False names. Plain cloaks. A story about distant cousins seeking audience on minor territorial matters. My silver hair was braided tightly and hidden beneath a dark hood that shadowe
Olivia’s POVThe journey toward the capital began in silence.We rode under the thinning cover of night, the three of us moving like ghosts along roads that had once belonged only to royal messengers and the dead. Cassian took the lead, silver hair hidden beneath a dark hood, every line of his body coiled with the protective tension of a brother who had already lost me once. Dexter—introduced to me only briefly as Dorian’s Beta—rode at the rear, a solid, weathered presence who spoke little and watched everything. And between them, close enough that I could feel the heat of his presence even through the cool pre-dawn air, rode Dorian.I kept my eyes fixed on the path ahead.It should have been simple. I had agreed to the contract. I had placed my hand in his beside the sacred river and spoken the words that bound us for revenge. Yet every time the moonlight caught the sharp angle of his jaw or the dark fall of his hair, my breath still stuttered. The face was the same. The same mouth t
Olivia’s POVThe sacred river still glowed behind us when the weight of Dorian’s offer settled fully into my bones.Marriage.The word should have tasted like ash. I had already given that vow once, kneeling in a sunlit garden with silver hair unbound and a heart so full of foolish hope it had blinded me to every warning. I had sealed my wolf, my name, and my future into a bracelet for a man who later chained me in silver and walked away. The memory of that first promise still lived beneath my skin like a scar that never quite faded.Yet here I stood on the riverbank, dripping moonlight and river water, staring into the eyes of the twin who wore that same face and none of its weakness.Cassian’s hand remained on my shoulder, warm and steady, the only familiar anchor in a night that had rewritten everything I thought I knew about survival. His voice was low, edged with the protective fury that had always lived in him.“You do not have to decide this now, Olivia. You have only just retu
Olivia’s POVThe first thing I felt was cold.Not the killing cold of silver chains or the endless dark that had tried to claim me in the cave. This cold was clean. It moved. It carried the soft rush of water against my skin and the faint, impossible scent of moonlight on stone. For one disoriented heartbeat I thought I had already crossed into the Goddess’s realm. Then pain returned—sharp, deep, and centered in the hollow place where my child should have been—and I knew I was still among the living.My eyes opened.Silver light danced across the surface of a wide, slow river. The water glowed from within, as though the moon itself had poured its heart into the current. I lay half-submerged in a man’s arms, my head resting against a chest that rose and fell with steady, controlled breaths. The cloak wrapped around me smelled of pine, steel, and something darker—something that did not belong to the husband who had left me to die.I tilted my face upward.The same dark hair. The same sh
Olivias POVMy beta, Dexter, stood beside me on the high hill overlooking the Black Dynasty Pack."Did you send the message to His Majesty?" I asked and he nodded."His Majesty has sent Cassian, Luna Olivia's brother and he will be at Black Dynasty Pack any moment from now.""Then it's best we start moving." I said and I turned to head down from the mountain but my beta's hand held me back."Alpha D…""I'm no longer your Alpha.""You will forever be my Alpha.""What is it you want to say?" I asked, as my eyes scanned the forest."Is it safe for you to move around like this? If anyone from Black Dynasty recognizes you then our plan has failed." He said and I nodded."Isn't that the reason you dressed us up like dark spies from the west?" I said gesturing to the cloak on his body that was also on mine. "If you ask me, this is even more suspicious."I walked down the mountain as he followed after me. I had wanted to bring malice between the Alpha King and Cyrus but who knew Cyrus would g
Olivia's POVI saw Cyrus stop.For a moment, I thought the blood would be enough. Not because he still loved me or remained loyal. Just the sight of his wife bleeding on the floor of a cave he had put her in. Maybe that would finally make him look."It's the silver, Cyrus. Please, I need a tonic to stop the bleeding." I said, trying to urge him further.But then Vanessa cried out in his arms."Alpha. The silver must have gotten to me, my head hurts. I need some tonic."And just like that, with one word from her, Cyrus forgot all about me and walked away, leaving me in a pool of my own blood.One word from her. That was all it took. One word, and my husband chose her again.I would remember this.I gritted my teeth, my silver hair clinging to my face with dirt and sweat. I tried to stand from the ground but the blood was flowing nonstop. I would lose my pup. My Celestial wolf aura was running low but I wished it would hold out. If not for me then for my pup. It didn't matter if I died.







