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commanding. Move Nate, said Zachary. He was silenced by her look. I am confident in my actions. Conceding, Zachary backed up a few steps to stand in front of Sarah. Nate swung around to face the Alpha. The Alpha spoke the words "Vampire scum," appearing to have recovered from his disbelief at the intervention of such a diminutive woman. Nate grimaced. She found it incomprehensible that he would be so foolish as to say so aloud. The incident had attracted a sizable gathering of onlookers by this point.

OLIVIA My bulging eyes snapped at him after comprehending his statement. “What?” I asked, hoping he'd repeat what he just said. Are we doing a strip show? How can he ask me to strip out of the blue? “Why do you like making me repeat myself? You heard me clearly, Olivia. Strip!” he scolded with a little howl. My wolf juggled inside me, pushing to take control but I refused. Seeing that he wasn't joking around, I absentmindedly bit my lower lip as he folded his hands while staring and waiting for my next action.

He smirked and leaned back on the chair, “A bit small for the ruler of the largest pack in the realm, don't you think?” “I wouldn't do that if I were you.” Keyleth stepped to my side, her arms folded against each other. “Tell us about the rot and we might just let you live.” “What shall I call you?” The wolven asked again, the smirk on his face dropped. “Oliver. Just Oliver.” — “Koren?” The word rolled off Keyleth's tongue as the male looked with obvious annoyance. “Soren.” He snapped at her, turning a sharp gaze towards me. “Soren stris, the dark wolven rises, and the realm falls.”

Olivia was quite a menace, who never really accepted that I didn’t love her anymore, but I had never expected to find her waiting for me like this. “Olivia,” I said, my voice dry with surprise. “What are you doing here?” Olivia smiled flirtatiously, her gaze never leaving mine. “I wanted to see you, Declan, my love,” she replied, her voice low and slutty. “I’ve been thinking about you all day.” I felt a surge of desire stir within me at her words, the primal instincts of my wolf roaring to life. But I pushed him aside, forcing myself to focus on the situation before me.

I will miss him during the holidays. On his birthday. On the day he was supposed to be born. And probably on random Tuesdays when something reminds me that I should have a little boy running around my house. This pain is too much to carry. That's why looking down at the cold, dreary sidewalk from up here feels like the only option I have left. "Ahem! Would you please step away from the ledge?" Olivia's voice echoed through the darkness. I closed my eyes and took a deep breath.

“Then run Vanilla, because if, no, when I catch you, you will never be able to escape me. I will have you whenever I want, wherever I want and however I want.” Vanilla's mouth parted, his word aroused a part of her that had long been abandoned, she stood paralysed, dirty and wrong thoughts filling her mind. Seeing this, Darkness's eye shone with glee, Vanilla quickly put a space between them. “That will never happen, not even in your dream.” The ground shook, and the sound of running werewolves got Vanilla back to her senses. She created more distance between her and Darkness.

I scream, unable to control myself, "He tried to kill your father and who knows how many other people. You need to come back to me, Clara. Come back to me, please, send your wolf aside and let's talk." "What the fück is going on here!" Olivia shouts, suddenly appearing, adding to the weirdness of this moment. I turn towards the stairs where she’s standing with her arms crossed over her chest and looking at us with accusations in her eyes. I don't have time for that kind of dumb shit right now. "Olivia, I need your help. Come here," I call to her, not letting go of Clara yet. Olivia frowns, but she obeys and comes over, "Look on the floor over there... There's an express injection. Can you se

OLIVIA Olivia stared in shock at the man who was red as a bull in front of her. Why the hell would you do that?! Yara wailed. Olivia began to stagger backwards. It wasn't her intention to actually push him that hard. But this was her first kiss and it meant so much to her. Olivia Hawthorne what have you done? Offer a soothing apology now Olivia! Yara advised. Olivia nodded, but before she could react, Vulcan's dominance crashed over her like a tidal wave. His wolf imposed itself on hers, raw and commanding, and she felt Yara submit instantly.

I cannot be at something like this. I take a breath in, before I begin to chew on my bottom lips, as gently possible, as I wanted to. Yes, I know. I know that I am nervous, and I am meant to. My mind drifts to Olivia, too. She's also a Vampire, too. I saw the way she was in the air, elevated without any strings around that's helping her. She did it on her own.

Olivia muttered calmly, trying not to reveal her fear. Layla burst into laughter before bringing out a knife. The knife's edge was shining, making it obvious that the knife would cut at one go. Olivia's eyes widened as she watched Layla move the knife closer to her. She took a step backward, unfortunately, she missed it. Layla chuckled as she stared at Olivia who tripped. She raised the knife and directed it to Olivia's chest, exactly on the spot where the heart is located. ‘I am sorry that I am dying without telling you I love you. I love you, Alden. You are my shining knight,’ Olivia muttered inwardly with her eyes shut.