How Old Was Oliver When He Died Invincible Novels & Stories

And while Oliver had been so pissed and had wanted to threaten them to back away and leave kayla the hell alone, Lucas had suggested they play it safe, and make an offer to them instead. “Ah, The Bernardis. Never would I have thought, in all the long years I have spent on earth, that a Bernardi would walk through my door.” Came a voice that was too flat, and lacked the masculinity and alpha was supposed to have. Yet when Oliver turned in the direction the voice had come from, he could see that the man who stood a few feet away from him, was indeed, and alpha. He had been mistaken earlier. He was old enough to be his grandfather. What was he? 80? 90? A hundred? Oliver couldn’t even sure, but

With a mixture of amazement and incredulity, the rebels who had survived the slaughter and were still standing glanced at Anna. Oliver was lying at her feet, immobile and broken. His burnt body stood out sharply against the blood-soaked ground below, and his once-imposing figure had now collapsed into a crumpled heap. He was not yet dead, but he was very nearly so. His chest rose and fell in weak, irregular spasms, and his breaths were shallow.

He better prays to the goddess that we never cross paths again. “Tell me all of it” I tell him about how I dragged Oli and we took cover in the trees, the rage returning to his eyes when I described how scared I was as I fought them off, I wrap my hands around his neck, “Please don’t be mad at Oliver” “The pup threw himself in front of a poisoned arrow, if he had hesitated, even for a second, you both could have died. I’d promote him to senior enforcer if he wasn’t only seventeen” he smooths a hand down my back.

Eight hundred years is a long time and Oliwen loves Olivia like his daughter. Pure looked at Oliwen and Olivia. She knows that Olivia can’t die, but she didn’t say anything. She wanted Oliwen to take care of Olivia more. Now, Oliwen only focused on Olivia. He will trade everything for Olivia to get better. possibly due to Oliwen's perseverance that Olivia recovered much earlier than the others. Oliwen was so delighted. Olivia looked at all the adults around her, they were all several hundred thousand years older than herself, the little girl was startled.

“Where is Garrick? What have you done to him?” Oliver smirked and wiped the blood from his lips. “Garrick?” He tilted his head like he was thinking, then grinned. “Oh, you mean your little friend? He fought well, but not well enough, he really thought he could fight me, I honestly gave him a chance to flee.” My heart pounded as I waited for him to give me the answer I was scared to hear. Oliver slowly raised his hand and squeezed his fingers together. “I crushed him to pieces, snapped his bones one by one. He begged for his life at the end but it was too late, I don't give two chances, that I learnt from you.”

"We just lost him! How could—" “There’s no need for you to worry about that, son," Oliver cut him off, his voice smooth and cold as he raised his hand to stop him from talking. "I had him killed. He’s gone. But before that? The information he gave us was far more valuable than you realize.”

Oliver's voice remained calm and indifferent, as if recounting the past of someone unimportant. These cruel experiences could only appear so ordinary and emotionless after repeatedly licking wounds and experiencing intense pain and numbness. Natalie's heart began to ache for the young Oliver. She remembered Hillary passed away early. Her funeral caused a great sensation. Calculating the time, Oliver must have been around seven or eight years old at that time. At an age when he should have been playing and misbehaving, he had to bear his mother's frailty, protect his younger brother, and endure the indifference and malice from other corners of his family.

Oliver said as he patted Jordan on the head gently which caused him to chuckle a little bit. Oliver cleared his throat to have everyone's attention, they all picked up their glasses filled with wine. "He was a big part of the life of everyone sitting here and he died a good death trying to protect all of us. Never forget he will always be in our hearts, to Seth Oscar, a father, a grandfather, a husband, a brother, a father-in-law, a friend, and most importantly our Alpha and the head of our family, cheers" Oliver said and he raised his glass everyone followed simultaneously and they drank from their cups.

He mumbled indistinctly, "It hurts too much... I can't take it anymore... "Tell Miles and Puffy that I love them and I'm proud of you and Dad. I hope I can be your son again if there is an afterlife." Catelyn was devastated. It broke her heart to hear Ollie speak like his last words. Cedrick clenched his fists so tightly that his hands turned pale. He knew exactly how it felt when the virus attacked. Evelyn was so vicious that she made an eight-year-old kid suffer... Cedrick could stand the pain, but Ollie was so young...

Until a year later, when the news of his death from a car crash broke out. Oliver died in the accident with his wife. There was no report of a child's body, no record of a young survivor, not even a single indication of a child's existence. The funeral and estate records only accounted for Oliver and his wife. But now Oscar's claiming he's Oliver's biological son, conceived before his death. And that his aunt has been keeping his true identity a secret all these years, waiting for the right moment to reveal the truth. But why now? And on the same day Lucas was almost assassinated?