The Lycan King's Hybrid Queen
Olympia grabbed a knife from the counter and lunged at her again.
“Are you going to stop this or stand there getting a woody?” Vilkas hissed angrily.
“I can’t and you know why. If I intervene, they will not respect her as Luna.” I thought back.
“Who the fuck are you, hybrid?” Olympia hissed as Isla barely dodged the blade, a small line of blood dripping down her arm. Isla ignored it and when Olympia lunged at her again, she let her stab her in the side, grabbing Olympia by the throat. She shoved her into the wall, her eyes flickering between violet, ice-blue and green.”