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“You think the Lycan King will listen to you?” “Yes. He will. I can convince him.” “You’re out of your mind,” my father snapped. “Ophelia, go home. Now!” “No!” I shouted, turning to Alpha Mason. “Please, let me try. If there’s even a chance I can save Elliot, why wouldn’t you let me?”

Luna Ava from the Moonridge pack asked, and I gave a negative response. She was facing a situation similar to Emily's. She lived with her husband and his Fated mate. Her husband, James, declined to reject his fated partner because he understood it would diminish his wolf's strength. He compelled Ava to approve to it, and she had been living unhappily as a heavy drinker ever since. "You must show courage, Olivia. It won't improve. My bed turned cold three years ago. Now, they have offspring, and it's almost as if I'm invisible. Meetings are the only thing I'm ever useful for," she said, then took a large sip of her wine.

She felt sick at the thought, and fought to push it firmly out of her mind. Liv sat down across from Sully now and he gazed at her. Beautiful woman, Olivia Jameson. He had seen her covers and photo shoots and makeup campaigns, of course. Liv on some beach somewhere, her glossy hair styled and blowing sexily in the wind, her perfect body in a tiny g-string bikini, the top barely covering her nipples. Olivia laid across a bed in a pair of minute panties, looking over her shoulder at the camera with a come-hither stare. Drop-dead fucking gorgeous, and hot. Sully had wanted to meet her a thousand times, and now here he was, drinking coffee with her.

I had gone so long in my life being the person James was embarrassed by and ashamed of that having Oliver show me and my mark off with pride had me welling up with excitement. "I have to go talk to the Alpha. I'm going to see what I can do to help the pack, where I can be the most useful." I knew that Oliver was frustrated that he couldn't be more involved in the war. Being stuck in the center of the pack land really limited his options, but he was doing what he could to stay positive. I could see how not being involved when there was a threat to his people was driving him crazy. "Okay, let me know if there is anything I can do to help too," I said breathlessly as he spun me around until our

I didn’t like this, not for a second. “Now tell me what you are doing on my land without me having sent for you first?” i asked. This was my land, and here i was alpha. “We would like for Olive to return to her pack.” My wolf growled, snarling. These people were not here to care for Olive. They just wanted their victim back. “That will not happen.” “She is part of her pack. You cannot keep her from us.” “She is not part of your pack after you rejected her. Her place with us is already secured. You have nothing to worry about. She won’t be going feral anytime soon.”

An orphan with no pack alliances, over Katrina, a wolf that, up until a few moments ago, had come with a very powerful pack for an ally. Elizabeth had allowed her emotion to cloud her judgement, but she knew she could trust him. James pressed a tender kiss to her lips, "I'm the one who should be sorry." James told her gently. "I should have spoken more carefully, but my words can have only one meaning from today. When I speak of my Luna, it can only be you." James kissed her again, his lips soft and gentle against hers, as his hands moved under her shirt, feeling for her skin.

Oliver I slammed my chest repeatedly, trying to kickstart my lungs to function properly. I felt his large hands caress my back and rub gentle circles along my spine. It felt…calming which was strange because I barely knew him. I heaved, letting air swish down my throat, quickly swatting my eyes in Benjamin’s direction. He seemed to be immersed in a conversation with one of the women. For some reason, it made my stomach churn with a feeling I couldn't adequately describe, leaving a sour taste in my mouth.

My lips parted to speak when a rattle came from behind the door and the handle twisted, revealing a male that looked to be in his late twenties. “By the fates,” he adjusted the black rim glasses on the bridge of his nose and his eyes trailed from me to Keyleth and then behind my back. “Oliver, what brings you here b—” “We need your help, please.” His expression flattened out and he opened the door wider, giving us space to walk in. The wooden door closed shut behind us, rattling the floor boards. “Somehow, you always manage to find yourself in something” I let the body drop from my back down to the floor with a loud thud. I could give one fuck what happened to the wolven right now. My back w

I look up and the old lady was gone; I opened the note “James is not the only one you need to look out for, I also have Olivia in my clutches and she is ready for revenge on YOU… James wants to only over throw your handsome mate; I want to destroy everything he loves and then kill him. The air will be poisoned with the venom of war. After all you should know your foe See you soonest Xx Cassandra”

“Miss James, he said I must tell you fucking your assistants is not being busy.” I nearly choke on my breath; there are very few that know what I do with Brenda and Janice. “What did he say, Oliver?” “He said you are fucking your assistants; you are not busy.” “Ask him who he is.” “He says his name is Joshua Hamilton.” Fuck, this is all that I need. “I do not want to see him, Oliver. I don’t care what you do; get him out of my office.” “Miss James, he says you are being impossible.”