Olga Discordia Novels & Stories

ZARA POV "I don't care what went down out here," Olga grumbled, his eyes narrowing. "But my rules are simple: don't touch a single thing or break a single thing. My work is fragile, understand?”.” Olga pointed grumpily. The wolf healers I knew were known for their gentle touch, their soothing words, and their calming presence. They worked with a delicate precision, their hands moving with a quiet grace. But Olga was different. There was nothing gentle about him. His gruff voice and heavy footsteps echoed through the room as he stormed back inside, leaving us to wonder what had upset him so.

“Olga was always my nanny. She loved my parents and she was very protective about me. I never saw her leaving me, except when she went for her regular holidays. I mean when did she have the time to meet Alpha Nash? Moreover, she was the one who protected me from Alpha’s Jacob’s attack that night. I simply don’t understand the motive and that she even dared to go against my father!” Apollo took a deep breath. “Now here's a twist, my dear.” He pursed his lips. “The motive was clear. She loved Ivan from the beginning, but he never loved her back. She was a rogue who got pregnant and then ran away from her pack. Ivan being a rogue himself was still organizing his group at that time. Olga met Iva

Cassidy stepped forward putting her hand on his shoulder and hugging the man. Ophelia hated being violent but sometimes she just wanted to smack the school in the face just a couple of moments ago she was going crazy over her boyfriend was just now standing here watching her hug his brother whom he definitely didn't share very positive bonds with. Ophelia wasn't sure why but she didn't like Cassidy putting her hands on him So the amount of relief she felt when the man stepped out of her embrace and completely ignored her high-pitched voice and her affection it made her internally happy. "Xavier" Came another shocked gasp as Ophelia turned towards Marissa who looked a lot more sober now. But

When Madam Jane is unable, I am merely a sex slave here. Olympia sobbed quietly as tears trickled down her blushing, attractive, youthful face. She quickly wiped it with her hands so Olga would not see her crying. Olga plays on the floor on her own and does not go to bed until she is totally tired. And she would often do it if she felt that her mother was suffering because of her own father, whom she was no longer able to identify.

he replied with a shrug. “Well, I hope you were entertained,” Olga said, her tone scathing. I shook my head, amazed at Issa’s behaviour. “If you do not want my gold, then what do you want?” Issa asked. Olga glared at me. “Does she have to be present in this discussion?” “What are you ashamed of?” I blurted out before I could stop myself. I knew what this whole thing was all about and I was aware that Issa also knew.

Olga walked into the council room with a stern expression on her face. Olga was arguably the most beautiful woman in the pack, perhaps across several packs even. But still, she was not Maisie. She could not make my heart flutter as Maisie did. I gulped. “Why is that wife?” I asked, keeping my tone calm and ignoring my wolf’s insistence on tearing apart Olga for making such a suggestion about my mate. “She has committed treason, dear,” replied Olga gravely. “Treason?” I frowned. “Did she try to hurt you?” I asked with fake concern.

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This time, the other disciples stopped what they were doing, understanding that Olivia was not joking. "Did I hear that right? Olivia is challenging Odim?" "I thought I was hallucinating too, but if you heard it, then it's real. Has she lost her mind? Odin is a peak martial lord, and Olivia only joined the sect a few months ago. Who gave her the galls?" This was the prevailing thought among the disciples. Where did she get the galls from? Even Odin himself was in disbelief. "Olivia, stop playing around." "I'm serious!" Olivia insisted.

“Anna—” “No more half-truths,” I cut in, my voice shaking. “No more avoiding the question. I deserve to know what’s happening to me.” He sighed, his expression unreadable. “You do.” I swallowed hard. “Then tell me. What is an omega?” Nolan hesitated, as if weighing his words carefully. “Omegas are rare,” he finally said. “They’re… different from others. More instinct-driven. More attuned.” I frowned. “Attuned to what?”

The old lady frowned at what Bel said. "Don't get involved in this. I'm talking to Angge, not you," Aling Toneng fired back at Bel which made me laugh. I could see the sourness on Bel's face at what the old lady said to her. "Wait a minute, Angge. I'll just get the notebook to list down your payment," she said I agreed. "All right, Aling Toneng." When she heard that, she entered her house again. In a few moments, she came out and approached our direction.