The Dark Thrall: Mating Olivia Novels & Stories

Olivia scrambled all the way back until her spine hit the hard wooden headboard right next to the metal IV stand. "Did you really think I’d never find out?" Vulcan snarled, standing right over her bed, blocking out all the light in the room. "Did you think I wouldn't realize that the maid, Olivia, was Mike Hawthorne’s actual daughter?! Did you think I would fail to find my promised betrothed just because you were my mate?!" Olivia’s breath hitched violently in her throat. WHAT?! Yara screamed hysterically inside her mind, her wolf howling in absolute horror. WHAT IS HE SAYING?!

I’d eradicate every threat to my woman. Volcanic rage roared in me while I plunged into my Bride’s heat, but then I banished the image of Warren. I wouldn’t let anyone come between my mate and me while I was fucking her. Ollivara fluttered her eyelids, lust simmering in her and her brightness igniting my dark flame.

She cried. Athena hugged her. “I will tell you everything. But you also must help us find your real mate.” “H-How?” She asked as she hiccuped. “By your blood.” She wiped her tears. Dominick handed a glass of water to Olivia as she shakily sipped on it. Athena gently led her to the sofa as Dominick handed out the folder. “These are written statements and full video of the maid in your house. She’s no longer there because she’s dead. She’s Stiles' fated mate.”

“The man told Olivia she had latent elemental abilities. Not active ones like yours, but the genetic potential for them. Because of this, they wanted her to breed with an Alpha. They believed that combining her latent elemental genes with an Alpha’s strength would produce a child with active elemental abilities.” “Why?” The disgust in my voice was palpable. Elijah shrugged. “Science, I guess? I don’t know, but they offered her an enormous sum, apparently. So she set her sights on me, since I’d just become Alpha.” “Of course she did,” I muttered. That part, at least, tracked with everything I knew about Olivia. “But there was a problem,” Elijah continued. “Apparently, she found out that you a

I had made her take the fall for my mistakes multiple times. If she becomes the next Luna, Father, Mom and I wouldn't be spared. She might want revenge on all of us. Tristan did no better, he made another his fated mate after bluntly promising to make her his Luna when he becomes the next Alpha. My gaze moved to one of the Omega maids who worked in our pack house estate. She carried a bowl of fresh berries and coconuts. “You…get over here.” I snapped at her. Her feet trembled as she moved closer, pinning her eyes to the floor.

I whisper to Owen. Beneath the “werewolves” column, she neatly prints, “Owen and Ella: Reproductive Spell.” Changing from her black marker to a red one, she makes a bullet point below it: “Ella = Tyr” and “Owen = Fenrir” “We know enough about the spell that we understand the symbolism,” she says, moving to the next column. She notes there that thralls cast the spell on us. Then, under “unknown,” she writes “moonstone.”

Aurora's head turned to other side and she felt a throbbing pain on her cheek, the sound of slap echoing in her ears. "You bitch! I will kill you! How dare you try to come between me and my might! You think you try to win's Dominic's heart and get the place of the Luna? I am his mate, his luna and you are no one! How dare to try to seduce him and get him ready to make you his mistress?! I will not leave you!" Oliva screamed in rage.

He started shaking his head furiously. As if that would somehow make what Darkness said not true. “That’s right, pup. You were sleeping with the twin of the coven’s Crone. Magic can make her look young, but it was still a ninety-year-old cunt you were fucking.” Darkness scoffed “She was using you to try and stop my return. She failed! You failed! I have returned to this world with my mate. That’s right, Crista is our mate. And it’s my mark on her neck and pup in her belly.” Darkness’s lips curled, displaying canines.

"The previous mate of Sure was also a human." "Oh." Previous mate? This is new. I did not know that he had a previous mate before. I think he mentioned that he is not into all of this mating. Then why have another marriage trial? "What happened to the–umm–previous marriage trial?" Olivia's body starts trembling and I move from my bed to reach her. "Are you okay?" I move close to her and find her eyes wandering into a distance with a certain amount of fear. "S-she…" her lips quiver and her eyes start to glisten.

I’d sent scouts, spies, rogues, each time, they’d come back empty, tails tucked, her mates’ fury fresh on their hides. I stopped, my breath fogging, my eyes cutting back to her. She lay crumpled, her chains glinting, her chest stuttering, a thread from death. My gut twisted, cold and tight, years of this, and I was tired, bone-deep, the weight crushing me. I’d burned my pack, my youth, my soul for this dream, and it mocked me still. Olivia was out there, her power untapped, her blood the echo of Selene’s own, two mates, Thresh lineage, a living myth. I’d seen her fight, heard the whispers—Alaric’s failure, her escape, her strength. She was it—the spark we’d missed—and I’d have her, one way o