Oliver Thredson Novels & Stories

“But I do agree. Do you know much about Thom?” Oliver’s older brother wasn’t exactly the guy on my mind right now. “Oliver’s older brother who was supposed to be the alpha,” I shrugged. Marjorie clicked her tongue. “I suppose that is what he thinks of the situation. But Thom could never have been alpha. You see, he has no alpha blood. It was always going to be Ollie, one way or another.” The wheels attempted to turn in my head, but the gears weren’t syncing up. “But they’re brothers…”

"This is the Frost Fang borders, and you have no right to be here." Among them, a towering figure with ginger hair caught my eye as he stepped forward to address the Frost Fang Beta, “We have strict orders to retrieve Miss Henderson and her people. If you agree to our terms, we will have no problems, Xavier.” “And who are you?” “I'm Oliver, Dark Edge's Beta," he said, his deep, resonant voice reverberating through the air, causing my ears to ring slightly. His commanding presence gave me a sense of reassurance compared to the other person opposite him.

His eyes took on a frantic look as he tapped his fingers against the table rhythmically. "That bastard is growing an army against me, isn't he?" he mumbled under his breath. I remained silent, my eyes trained on the window behind him. "Send Gloria in." My gaze snapped to his face at that. Gloria was the trained assassin used to silence anyone who dared raise opposition against Alpha Thorne's rule. "We can't be sure he was actually the one who—" "Don't think with your arsehole, Oliver!" he yelled, his Voice ringing out with pressure.

The guard informed them. Levi opened the footage of the cameras that covered that area. There was a crowd of the press at one side, the cars pulled up on the other. The guards stepped out and held the door open for their masters. Oliver came out first, he was wearing a grey suit and had paired it with expensive accessories. Then came the leader of AB organization, the old devil, Thomas Scott, he looked simpler than his 2 but one could tell that he was a sinner. He held this dark energy that made everyone step away from him.

“Who is your step mom and fiancé Olive?” “Denise Powell, Alpha. My fiancé is Maxwell Stone. He is the heir to the Stone family businesses, and a high standing member of the Rainbow Pack. Denise thought it would be good to make the alliance, but she knows the family and their dark secrets, so she offered me as the sacrificial lamb.”

He shed his jacket, revealing a few small bruises sustained during the London raid. David walked slowly to Olivia’s bedside. He sat on the chair, observing his wife. Olivia, who had just woken up, looked at him. Her beautiful eyes were filled with curiosity, but without the familiar love. “Did you catch that bad man?” Olivia asked, pointing downwards with her chin, perhaps faintly hearing the commotion as Thorne was brought in. “Yes,” David answered, nodding. “His name is Elias Thorne.” “Did he ever hurt me?” Olivia asked innocently.

One of the men said into his encrypted earphone. Right then, the back door of the Lamborghini Urus swinged open, and an elegant lady with a dark gown stepped down. She is Miss Olivia, the successor of the late Otedola of the Otedola Empire. In fact, Miss Olivia was just returning from the cemetery where she went to pay her last respect to her late dad, Mr Otedola. Mr Otedola is the most important figure of Blackstone city and few weeks ago, he kicked the bucket forcing Olivia to come back home from overseas. After all she is the sole successor of the Otedola Empire.

“Bring Sheldon here, and I’ll stop it!” Oliver sneered coldly. “And your woman will be returned to you...in one piece. Also, you'll earn a favor from the future leader of the Dragon Brigade!” Frederick silently turned to the back, and said, “Lord Thompson, it seems this matter requires your attention. I don’t want my wife to suffer even the smallest injury, not even the size of a fingernail!” “Understood!” A burly, white-haired elder in splendid robes suddenly walked in, clearing his throat. “Oliver, do you still remember me?”

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she exclaimed. “If I'll never guess then there is no point in me guessing is there?” I sighed and placed my laptop bag down at the side. “I had a visit from mother earlier and she wanted to know if we were interested in going to the Thorns charity event next Saturday!” The Thorns are well known for their status and money. 20 years ago, Richard and Lesley Thorn invested in setting up a local apple orchard and cidery and opened Thorn cider. Before long they had expanded across the country. Their brand quickly hit shelves across all supermarkets and stores in the UK. Although their wealth has grown, the family stayed local and chose to run the local site as opposed to moving away. Their childre