Olivia Of The Predator Crossword Novels & Stories

“What is i-“ the smell of cinnamon and strawberry knocks the question out of my mouth. No. I finally peek over Axel’s enormous shoulder, and sure enough, Olivia is standing there, looking like a fallen angel surrounded by angry, hungry demons. “Hold on.” Axel says with venom that terrifies me, “First I have to take out the prey.”

She is so cute when she's scared. "What the fuck! What the hell do you think you're doing? I almost sprayed you in the eyes," she winced. "I didn't follow you here. I swear on my mother's grave," I winked. "This isn't funny, you jerk, and I don't believe you for one second. You've been following me around, watching me like a creepy pervert. You probably knew I was coming here, so now you're here to prey on me," Olivia declared. "You flatter yourself too much, dahling. I definitely wasn't following you, but you're right about one thing, I am like a predator, and I could just eat you up," I smirked and wrapped my arms around her waist.

The great advantage as a wolf was that wounds could heal up themselves. “Ooh totally forget about that I guess I'm quite the unlucky one” he said bitterly. I had no idea what he meant and I wasn't ready to ask either. Derick seemed a little relaxed, “What's your name?” he asked suddenly. "And where are you from? What pack?" My heart pounded in my chest. I had to think fast. “My name is Olivia,” I replied smoothly, forcing myself to meet his look. “I'm from the Silver Moon Pack.” I lied, I didn't have a pack after all so I had to think of something

“Then perhaps you can tell me what you want.” Olivia’s smile sharpened. “Information. About Ethan. About your connections. About everything you hide behind your wealth and influence.” He chuckled. “Bold. Dangerous. I like it.” She poured herself a drink from the bar, pretending calm, letting him circle her like a predator testing a prey, but Olivia had learned a long time ago how to be the predator without revealing her teeth.

She thought she was being quiet but as she climbed around a particularly large stone, a hand wrapped around her throat, holding tight. "Who are you and what are you doing here?" a deep voice asked. Olivia froze in fear. "I'm looking for someone," Olivia said timidly. She wasn't sure if she was being held by a werewolf or a human, but it was best to play dumb until she could be sure. "Who are you looking for?" the voice asked. Olivia found it hard to breathe as the hand tightened on her neck. She coughed in protest and cleared her throat. "I'm looking for someone that I met earlier today. His name is Ben," she said vaguely.

Scarlett walked into the room and handed us a crumpled-up note, “We found this in Zephyra’s crib; you should have a look” I took the note from Lettie and read it out loud “You killed my mate Jake, now you will never see your precious little girl again. By the time you would have read this note, I would be long gone. YOU WILL NEVER FIND US ALPHA DOMINIC THUNDERS” and it was signed by Olivia. How the hell did she slip through the cracks! No matter, I had every wolf in the country looking for our baby, she will not get away. I looked at Athena and the fire of anger burned in her eyes as they switched between copper and brown, her claws were elongated and she looked up at me,

“Yes Andrea, you are right. I am two months pregnant though I didn't know at all till last night. My name is Olivia and I am the Luna of this pack.” “Oh, nice to meet you!” she said, pumping my hand up and down. At that moment I knew that we were going to be fast friends. I turned around and asked Yvette to please go get her something to eat, and immediately Yvette scurried out to find her something for sustenance.

And I'm worried that Olivia will be witnessing it all. Again, Liam shifts uncomfortably in his seat. Beads of sweat slowly formed in his forehead. Lola ignores my question and turns to Olivia. “Hello cutie pie.” “What do you want?” I ask again, sternly and pulling Olivia behind me. My wolf lunges inside me protectively. “I know something about your sweet husband…” she starts, eyes dancing with mischief. “My sweet husband? He was far sweeter to you than he was ever to me?” I nearly spit out.

After dinner, Olivia sat in her dorm room, thinking about the past events. So much had happened during the past few hours. She looked at the book with determination. She decided she was going to face her fears. She opened the book. “Olivia! Speak to me,” She heard the hissing sound. It was Lilith. “What do you want?” Olivia asked. “I want to hunt down the witch hunter’s great great-grandchildren. Help me get my revenge.” She said.

Including… “A lethal dose of moonbite powder,” Patrick finished, looking over at me with an apologetic expression on his face. Chris’s arm shot out and wrapped around me protectively like a coiling snake. “Well that, for one, is not going to happen,” he growled. “I’ll kill her before—” “I wouldn’t be so sure,” Patrick stopped him with his hand held up. “Olivia is extremely tricky.” He paused, looking over at me, Leonard, and Ophelia. “Although, I suppose you already knew that.”