Chapter Sixty-
Ireland POV
Well I guess the truth is out. He deserves to know the truth but I feel so defensive I can’t imagine that this would go well right now with emotions so high. I look at him on his knees looking so vulnerable and I approach him slowly. I have this need to comfort him and I don’t know why. Before I can reach him he looks up at me with so much anger in his eyes “EXPLAIN!”
The anger in his eyes sets me off. He has no room to be angry. If anyone has any reason to be angry it is me. “What do you need explained?” I seeth back.
“FUCK IRELAND! Everything needs to be explained. Is she mine and how is that possible and why did you hide it from me.”
“Lower your voice.” I
Chapter Sixty-One Ireland POV I couldn’t help but feel guilty about what happened yesterday afternoon. I am supposed to be pledging myself to Chris in just a few days but I let Oliver kiss me and I let my mind think things could get better. I let myself think that maybe there could be a life together for us. It was just a brief minute that I allowed these thoughts to invade my mind but they still did before that she-wolf ran up and hugged and kissed him. Chris does not deserve for me to think about a life with someone else he has always been there for me more so than my ex mate. I felt so guilty here I am right after breakfast making him his favorite Lemon blueberry pound cake for after lunch. I wasn’t even able to look him in the eye during breakfast. He hasn’t pressed a
Chapter Sixty-TwoIreland POVIt’s been a long 3 months and I can’t help the butterflies I feel in my stomach as I get ready for the ceremony. This ceremony has really been long overdue trying to prepare for night through all the challenges. A soft knock on the door interrupts me from my thoughts, I go answer the door and engulfed into a big hug. I pull back and a soft smile reaches my lips as I look at the smile on Chris’s face.“You ready for tonight?”“Never been more ready for anything.”“I’ll see you down there.” Chris responds then hugs me again and places a quick kiss on my forehead before retreating from the doorway.&nb
Chapter Sixty-threeOliver POV(continued Flashback)I can’t believe what happened, my “chosen” Luna was just identified as my mate's chosen Alpha mate. This has to be some sort of sick joke. I am angry at how Ireland ran off after him. Does she really love him so much that she would go to be with him after he found his mate? Then again I didn’t choose my mate in the beginning and I made so many mistakes. My mother and I have been trying to calm Sophie down. Evelyn has come and got Olivia so she didn’t have to see the breakdown.“He’s...he’s gonna reject me. My mate is going to reject me.”“Dear now we don’t know
Chapter Sixty-Four Oliver POV (present time) I am sitting here watching the mating ceremony of Chris and Sophie trying to keep my eyes on anyone but her as she leads the ceremony. I can hear the subtle sadness in her voice and it pierces my heart. I want to run up there and hug her but I don’t deserve it. I know she would only push me away with disgust. I can’t control it when I look up at her as she talks about the sacredness of mates and the future of the pack. I don’t miss it as she subconsciously presses a hand to her now flat empty wound. My eyes drift to where her hand lays before I divert them again. I have been avoiding her both out of respect and fear. I don’t want to bring her anymore pain and fear of what words she may say to me. Many times I have wished I could go back in
This journey for Ireland and Oliver is over. Thank you all for your support and love. Below is the first chapter of my book Living With His Mark. This will be Olivia's story. I hope you all enjoy! I will not mark this book as complete until all editing is complete.Chapter One-(Olivia POV)It’s days like today that I truly hate being a werewolf. My name is Olivia Silvers. I am the 19 year old daughter of Alpha Oliver and Luna Alpha Ireland. I have had an amazing upbringing despite my parents' early stressful beginning but I have always felt loved and I have two great packs who have always treated me well. I had never wanted for anything and despite my gifts and my family's gifts I have had no reason to not trust those around me. My parents always cautioned me and my brother to be careful who we trusted. I guess I never learned because here I am hating all that I am because I trusted the wrong wolf.
Chapter One Let me take a second to introduce myself. Hi I’m Ireland, yes like the Country. I am fairly tall for a girl about 5’7'' and about 140 lbs. I have light brown hair and eyes, nothing special. I was not abused by my parents or pack, spoiled, popular or bullied growing up. I was just me. I am very independent and very stubborn. I turned 21 today, yay me. Also I am a werewolf, a very strong one really but I choose to live human. It’s just safer for me that way. I have werewolf friends but other than the Alpha, Luna and pack doctor only 5 more people know I am a wolf. I do not live on pack lands but I work at a bar owned by the Alpha, The Howler. I know how original. Well that's it for now. The smell of alcohol and sweat wafts through the bar burning my nostrils. I will be glad when 11 pm rolls around I will be off work and can drink legally. Howe
“Goddess why is it so bright?” I moan as my eyelids crack open. I drank way too much last night and it takes a lot to get a werewolf drunk. I see that I must have slept over at Jason’s after since I am on his couch.“What an epic night!” Jason approaches me with a coffee cup extended out to me offering me the liquid heaven. “Erik is still passed out in the back seat of my car after the drinking he did after work.”“Crap what time is it? I was supposed to meet Zander at 11am at the pack house to get my check.”“Its 10:15am, you can shower here and wear a pair of my sweats and a T-shirt. Why the pack house that's new, he usually brings it to the bar right?”“Yea I don’t know he was insistent thou
Chapter ThreeShe pushed me away again and punched me in the face. She actually hit me again and it actually hurt a bit. With that she entered her room and slammed the door, locking it. I went in my room to freshen up from my training and head down to lunch as requested by my mother. After a quick shower, having been so close to my mate in the hallway had made my dick hard even more so when she hit me. I had to relieve myself in the shower and all that came to my mind was her. As got changed my mind was reeling about my encounter with my mate. Goddess she was strong for a human. I actually had a bruise on my cheek. I stepped into the hallway to head to lunch when her door opened and she came out laughing with 2 other males, both I recognized from the bar but by the smell of the one guy he did not belong to my pack. I went to go attack him wanting to know why he was on my land whe