I wake up the next day naked in my bed and with my hand clutching that damn shirt in a fist like it's my lifeline. I hate that Daniel decided to give it to me so I wouldn't feel alone, but it's actually being helpful. I feel much more centered than usual. I get up and stretch my body, giving the shirt one last scenting before putting it away. I finally put on some clothes and head downstairs for breakfast. It's too early so my mom is the only person downstairs and her eyes are on me as soon as she hears me coming. "Hi... you look good," she mentions, a little quizzical, "Are you on inhibitors?" "Nope," I reply and go over to give her a quick hug as I consider whether to tell her the truth or not. I decide she's the only other person in this house with a compatible mate, so she has to understand me. "I think it's because Daniel gave me his shirt yesterday. It's been helping me calm my wolf down." My mom stops getting things out of the fridge for breakfast and turns to look at me

I stay holed up in the office for the rest of the day. I don't even go out to eat because I'm not hungry at all, I just feel sick. And Carolina never sent me a text to let me know whether Olivia arrived or not. I mean... logically, I know she must have forgotten about me or she must be too busy with little Hannah, but it still left me feeling unsettled. Around five in the afternoon someone opens my office door without even knocking. The queen herself. "Thank you so much for deciding to come to work today, Lucinda." I mumble and my sister-in-law just rolls her eyes. "Olivia forced us to host a sleepover last night and no matter how many times I yelled at them, the kids wouldn't fücking go to sleep. And we all know my twins are well behaved, so it's your son's fault mainly. He's a troublemaker. So don't try to scold me, boss," she defends herself and drops her heavy äss on the chair in front of my desk. "Anyway... I came to ask about the situation earlier with my baby si

➿ Still Four Years Ago ➿ “You already know what you're going to say, right?" my dad asks as we walk towards the main hall. I just make a sound with my throat but I can't answer anything because I'm afraid that if I do I'm going to throw up all over the place. "You have to be romantic, you understand? I assume you know what to say to an omega," he mutters, sounding amused. Again, I don't answer anything. I actually don't know what I'll say. We walk out of the chapel offices into the hall where the tables are already full of people. The Taffy's and my family are seated at the main table and I can see all the Taffy girls, but Olivia is not there. I have a momentary rush of adrinaline because I think maybe she's not here and will miss this... but then my gaze moves around the hall a bit and I see her chatting with her friends. She’s wearing a light blue dress and her hair looks extremely pretty today, wavy instead of straight. She looks gorgeous. But, god, I don’t think I’ll be abl

{ Olivia } This is the weirdest heat I've ever had. My body is producing heat pheromones and I am in a constant state of physical arousal, but... my wolf is going through the worst breakup of her life. So much so that she’s too busy whining and crying about losing her alpha that she’s not even annoying me with the need to be fücked and bred like I’m going to die if I don’t get it. This is definitely a first. My mind is mine and it’s much easier to control my body's arousal when she’s not interfering. This was not her primary state, though. Yesterday was... hectic. My poor wolf went through all the stages of grief. Right now she’s in the depression stage. As soon as I left Daniel's office, we were both in shock at what had happened. I was mostly confused, but my wolf's shock carried over to me. For some reason, what my wolf said to Daniel's wolf seems to be a pretty big deal. Even bigger than me screaming about hating him forever. I think it’s practically the breaking up ph

Lucinda's words make my blood boil once again. "Just let me out, dude!" I say, starting to lose my patience. Lucinda makes a pitiful face, like she seriously can't do anything to help me. "Lucinda, keep Clara away from this. It's only going to hurt her more. Let me out. I'm the fücking boss of this place!" "Sorry, boss, but you're the one who always says we should do things the right way, no?" she asks, sounding sarcastic and annoying as hell. I have to close my eyes and take a deep breath. I really want to choke this woman and I don’t mean the fun kind of choking. "Clara is lucky I didn't rip your ring off her damn finger. I want her to see this and dump your äss.” I know there's no use fighting her so I just turn my back to her and cover my face, then I keep pacing around the cell trying not to die for ten more minutes, until there are several voices outside and Gerard comes in accompanied by Clara. He’s trying to stop his amused grin as he comes to open my c