All Chapters of The Alpha’s Banished Mate: Chapter 161 - Chapter 170

Olivia's POV “You have just a minute to convince me,” those were the first words I uttered the second I re-entered the parlour. My eyes were fixed on hers. I knew that Prinsca was deeply selfish and she would not ask me for anything unless it benefitted her in some way. I also knew that she could manipulate situations just to help herself. That part of her had not changed, no matter how much time had passed. She was always calculating, always one step ahead in looking out for herself. The way she sat now, her hands folded calmly over her lap, told me she was ready with her pitch. There was no panic in her eyes, only cold determination.I knew all this already and still I felt drawn to help her. It had little to do with her but more to do with her unborn child. It had a lot to do with the fact that she was carrying Albert's child and while I had been angry to find out that he had been Damien's spy, he had not deserved to die the way that he did. His death had been brutal and senseless

Simeon's POV I tried to imagine what would happen after my death because my death was inevitable. I could not continue living, that much was clear to me already. I did not deserve to breathe and exist in the same world in which Olivia and Jeremy existed. I had failed them and they had moved on with their lives. Every single second I breathed, I felt pain and nothing more within me.The ache in my chest never eased, no matter how many nights I spent alone or how many apologies I whispered into the empty air.“I believe Alpha Damien has done more than enough damage. It is time we show him that he does not deserve to be Alpha anymore. The council is taking us seriously and I am proud of the progress we have made so far,” Lady Bingum was speaking. She was Alpha Orion's Luna and had been placed in charge of the pack since her husband had taken to his sick bed.She stood tall, her presence commanding attention, but I knew her strength came from something more dangerous than duty—it came fr

Oliver's POV“Prinsca, your threats are flimsy, they do not shake me, do you hear me?” I yelled as I hit a vase and it crashed on the floor, shattering into pieces.Prinsca jumped back, screaming, “You!!”I bit my lips, watching her with keen eyes as she glared at me. This was beginning to feel too real than it was.“Get out of here, Prinsca. You'll never get what you came for,” I backslashed at her.She grinned, a knowing look on her face as though she– had what she came for.“Won't I? She asked, her grin spreading. I swallowed as goosebumps filled my skin.Knowing Prinsca, she was not one to smile for nothing… I asked myself again.Was I being fooled, again?Was I even doing the right thing?Regardless, for the sake of her pup, I had to consider and carry on my act.“Never.” I spat.“Stop me, if you can,” she replied and stormed right past me, shoving me to the side with her shoulder, her other hand under her baby bump.“Where are you going…?” Before I could finish, she flung the do

Damien's POV“What do you want from–” I paused and looked back to see Olivia staring at me through the glass window. She was looking at me, curious to know who it was that I was talking to. I turned away from her and lowered my voice. I couldn’t let her know that I was talking to Simeon.What did he even call me for in the first place? “Hello?” He said from the other end as I went mute. “Simeon, what are you calling me for?” I asked him in a lower voice. “I’ve got some news for you, Damien,” He replied. “Listen well.”Rage formed in my chest as the last word sounded like a command. “How dare you call my line?” I growled at him. “I don’t want to talk to you either, but I have to do that for the sake of my son, Jeremy.”I paused. Thoughts running through my mind in an instant. What about Jeremy? Was he in any sort of danger? I pulled the phone out of my ear and I looked at the unknown number Simeon called me with. Then I recalled what Simeon had called Jeremy– his son?How dare that

Olivia’s POVMy fists balled up as goosepumps popped all over me. I had gone frozen with fear, unable to turn back and see who was behind me. “Hey?” He called again and I flinched. The cold air whipped against my face, sending shivers down my spine. My gaze dropped, I saw the depth of the floor– If I fall from here I won’t make it. I pressed my eyes closed as I muttered a prayer, the next moment– I shot my eyes back open as I looked for what could break the fall.There were a few corridors, if I could hold on to any, I could sustain lesser injuries. I heard his footsteps behind me and then felt his hand on my shoulder and he pushed– what? No. He pulled me. Why was he pulling me back?I thought he would push me off the terrace. “What are you doing?” He asked as I landed on my butt and he held both my hands behind me, stopping me from moving. My brow raised as I wondered why his voice sounded so familiar. “Who are you and what do you want from me?” I asked, struggling to get free fr