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The twisted stronghold of the Shadow Wielders was now a ruin, a heap of shattered rock and dust, a testament to Olivia’s raw, purifying power. I held Olivia close, her body trembling with exhaustion. She was utterly spent, a feather-light weight against my strength, but her eyes, though heavy-lidded, shimmered with a profound triumph. Her breathing was ragged, but steady. The constant hum of the Heartstone’s purified energy now flowed through her, a vibrant undercurrent that settled my own wolf. "Are you alright, Liv?" I murmured, tucking her head against my shoulder. "Just… tired," she whispered, her voice barely audible. "So, so tired."

Olivia whispered menacingly, her eyes glinting with a cold fury. "To you, this might be horrendous, but to her, it's nothing. She's pure evil, Lily, and the sooner you see it, the better it'll be for you. Moreover, you should be thanking me for what she did to you," Olivia added while gritting her teeth. Her words sent a shiver down my spine, and I started to think she might need psychiatric help. Was this what she planned to do to me when she found out that I lived with the twins and might be trying to steal her men?

Her eyes scanned Ivy Lighting up as she seemed to know who Ivy was. “You must be the one. Our special Owens. She hugs Ivy warmly her lips curl into a genuine smile filled with love and hope, her eyes watery as she stands back from ivy breaking the hug. “You must be the one. The Owens to face the threat. Please look, rely on love. The little girl is a piece. The visons and conjuring will come. In trust you’ll grow in love you’ll blossom.” Her face faded into nothing as ivy reached out to the women.

Olivia heard Emily whine but that didn't make Olivia stop in-fact she bit down harder until she heard a snap, that was when she finally let go and collapsed to the ground, shifting back into her human form-fully clothed don't worry, all wolfs shift back into their cloths-and felt herself being lifted up into a seated position. Looking up with blurry eyes she saw Cameron's face but she couldn't hear anything, all she could see was Cameron's lips moving. 'I love you Olivia Taylor, don't leave me, help is coming. Come on stav with me. YOU CAN'T LEAVE ME.' Cameron said in her head. All she managed to say was three words before blackness consumed her... Ilove you.

"But the disadvantage is you're all so…” "So what?" "Die-able, predictable, malleable," Olivia had to laugh at that. "That's just you trying to rhyme," she said, kissing him again. He kissed her back and they started making out again, when Titan pulled away. "What is it?" Olivia asked.. "Remember how I said wolves love power play?" "Yes?"

Kai was finally able to break through with the help of a spell. At the same time, Olivia gave a last desperate try to break free from the trap but her strength gave way and she collapsed. Her mind was clouded and she felt herself sinking into a state of unconsciousness. And then there was a sudden burst of energy that made her stand up on her feet. “Let me help you my child,” Lilith’s soothing voice echoed inside her head. She looked at the massacre around her. Kai was desperately working on bringing the vampire under his power while Roxy was now slumped against a nearby tree. Skin was nowhere to be seen.

Marcus stepped back slightly, confused but trusting her. Then Olivia lowered her head and began licking the deep wounds covering Tasha’s body. The sight shocked everyone. The taste of warm blood filled Olivia’s mouth, strangely sweet against her tongue, but she did not hesitate. As she continued, something extraordinary began to happen. Her long black hair slowly started to glow. The strands lifted gently into the air as if moved by invisible currents of energy. A faint humming sound escaped her lips, soft and ancient, echoing with a power that no one present had ever witnessed before.

If I hadn’t been wearing the silver collar and my wolf had been awake, I would have been able to smell her, but I had to settle with awkwardly asking an Omega for directions. After getting the right door, I knocked. I heard a groan from inside, so I decided to open the door and snuck in. Olivia was lying on the mattress with the blanket pulled over her head. “Olivia, it’s me,” I whispered. Olivia sat up and hissed at me. “You’re lucky that you are you.” She muttered and swung her legs over the edge of the bed. “Waking a sleeping vampire is a death sentence otherwise.” “Oh, sorry,” I said and sat down on the bed next to her. “I’ll remember that next time.”

One by one, the pyres go up in flames. Zael and his vampires land in the middle of the clearing and start to sing. I don’t understand the words, but the song is beautiful with an ethereal quality to it. The lilting melody fills the air, and remarkably, it lifts our spirits. It happens all at once and to all of us. We start to smile as the song fills us with love and hope. I wish Willow was here to experience the vampire song. I miss her. My arms feel cold and empty without her in them.

As soon as the words left him, Logan’s lips claimed Olivia’s. She froze, unable to catch up with what he was trying to do, but Logan didn’t seem to be fazed by the clapping around them. Olivia’s heart pounded against her ribcage. She didn’t answer the kiss yet couldn’t think clearly enough to push Logan away before it was too late. The voice, booming though the massive room, was loud and powerful enough to silence everyone, even those who cheered and clapped. “Get your filthy hands off my Luna!”