Novel & Cerita The Dark Thrall: Mating Olivia

Her lips formed one silent word: Fight. Kael’s wolf raged inside him, boiling, tearing at his bones. Thorne leaned in, whispering cruelly into her ear. “Your brother dies slow if you resist. And you’ll still bear my pups.” Elara trembled violently. Tears streamed down her face. She nodded. Small. Broken. Thorne grinned in victory. “Begin.” An old shifter elder stepped forward, voice rough as he began the forced mating rites. Elara repeated the vows, her voice shaking, tears choking her words.

Instead, the Moon Goddess played with my feelings. Specifically, she allowed me to spend years getting to know the most beautiful, kind-hearted, perfect she-wolf ever born, and then mated her to Leo f&&king Bloodstone… a male who absolutely did not deserve her. Are you surprised at how forthcoming I’m being right now? Yeah, well. Like I hinted at the beginning, being on the edge of war —not knowing whether you are going to live or die— makes you very introspective.

Olivia desired more than a sibling relationship; she wanted Gray to love her. She confessed her feelings to Gray, but he rejected her. Heartbroken, Olivia left the Maple Pack alone, intending to leave the Kingdom of Celestia and live in either Faeloria or Emberfell. At the border, she fell into the hands of the rogue Alpha Enzo, a highly intelligent and cunning wolf surviving between the three kingdoms. Olivia, not wanting to die, tried to seduce Enzo, but he forcefully pressed her head to the ground. Realizing that Enzo couldn't be swayed by beauty, Olivia decided to reveal her knowledge of dark magic to prove her worth.

- snaps her head towards Annie and says, “And why not?” “Because his mate might take exception to it?” One of the older men in the group chokes out, “Mate?” Olivia smirks, “Nice try, but everyone knows Alpha Thorne is unmated.” A snarl tears out of my throat; my footsteps are quick, but solid and sure. I move to stand by his side as I state, “And now, everyone knows he is mated.” Without looking at Malcolm, I know he is smiling brighter and broader than I have ever seen. I glance in his direction and say, “Apologies, my mate, it seems I was a little late in joining you.”

Drake cocked an eyebrow at Calla and two healers from the Midnight Guardians pack. ’Wasn’t there one more?’, Drake’s voice sounded in Talia’s head through their mind-link. Talia understood the question. Calla came with three more healers, yet now only two were here. ’The missing one is Olive. She found her mate last night among witches.’ Drake turned to Talia robotically. ’Aren’t witches all females?’ ’Mates are mates, regardless of the gender’, Talia responded. ’Are you shocked that two females are soulmates?’

Dark hair was hanging over a sharp jaw. A slight smile hovered on lips that had mouthed threats of atrocities upon thousands of foes. What if he shatters me as the rumors say? My father put my shaky hand between the big one of Thorne, and withdrew with a satisfied nod. Traitor, I thought, looking at his shrinking back. You sold your blood for coins. The voice of the elder was thunder rolling in the hall. “We are here under the full moon, we are binding Alpha Thorne Black, and Jessica Ross, in the sacred mate-bond.”

She tightly grasped Olivia's hand as if pleading for her help and said, "Together, we can defeat Vivian. We can reveal her true nature and make everyone see who she really is. Will you join me?" Olivia took a moment to reflect on the proposition, torn between the allure of revenge and her jealousy. Finally, she nodded with a determined gleam in her eyes. "Yes, Luna. I will be the one to help you bring her down!"As Luna and Olivia toasted their newfound alliance, a dark cloud of manipulation and deceit began to form, ready to unleash its fury upon Vivian. The dark alliance between Olivia and Luna began to take shape, fueled by their shared envy and the desire to bring down Vivian. As their pl

she asked when she got to me, and I nodded my head in confirmation. “Wow, that's nice. Glad to have you here, come on follow me. I will introduce you to the class,” she implored, and began to walk back to the front of the class. I had no choice but to go with her, avoiding the look on their faces. “This is Olivia, everyone. The daughter of the Lycan_” “The drunkard!” someone screamed from the back, and everyone started laughing, talking about how I had gotten drunk and misbehaved at my welcome ceremony.

He was, plain and simple, a force of nature-neither stopping nor touching. But there were too many of them. As he took one down, another would launch in, searching out the opening, the way to outnumber. I watched him fight-my heart pounded my chest-because each second passing seemed to gnaw at my fear. Just as another rogue lunged at Alexander from behind, a flash of movement caught my eye. There was Theran. He charged forward without hesitation, his sword glinting in the fading light as he joined the fray. "Elora, get back!" he shouted over his shoulder as he slashed at one of the rogues, sending it crashing to the ground.

The energy between them still pulsed, and Olivia realized that she never wanted to leave this place - or Azazel's side. Azazel seemed to sense her thoughts, and he pulled her close once more, pressing his lips to her ear. "Stay with me," he whispered, his voice low and seductive. "Let us explore this energy together and see where it takes us." Olivia could not resist his offer, and she nodded eagerly, knowing that she had found something special with Azazel. They settled into an embrace, exploring the ancient artifacts and energies of the ritual room together, their bodies and minds entwined in an intimate embrace. Together they would unlock the mysteries of this strange dome and the power i