Olivia’s POV
I watch helplessly as Alicia took the short blade and crossed it over her cheek. I have never seen such an act of spite, such lowly behavior in my life, but I know now why she is doing it. I ran to her, trying to stop this disgusting act of violence, but as I grabbed her hand and yanked the knife away from her face, the damage was done.
The rooftop door is thrown open, Herold rushing over to split up the scene that unfolds. When Alicia and I are torn apart, she releases the blade, leaving the bloody tip of the knife in my hands now. Alicia tries to hide her smile, pressing her hand over her lips in some mock form of pain and anguish.
“Thank the moon goddess,” she pants, her cheek streaked in crimson. “She said she was going to disfigure me, Herold. She’s so evil… thank you for finding me just in time.”
“She’s lying,” I breathe, throwing the knife aside. “She tricked me up here and set this up to look like I attacked her, Herold, please believe me. I would never—”
“She attacked me,” Alicia reaffirms, faking tears and overexaggerating her wound.
“Find the surveillance footage, or something, please,” I pant, looking around this island of a rooftop. There has to be cameras… there just has to be proof.
“She led me up here, knowing there wasn’t any cameras,” Alicia says. Upon further inspection, she’s right. Even knowing the truth of this situation, I can’t deny that it looks bad. Alicia has made all the right moves to frame me. “Please, take me away from her.”
“I can’t believe you would stoop this low,” Herold growls. “Hurt my future Luna again, and you’re dead.”
I stand in shock for a long moment. Looking around, this all makes sense. Our house is littered with cameras but this rooftop, this blind spot—Herold will never know the truth of what happened here tonight.
My stomach cramps and I hit the ground, panting through the mind link for help and receiving nothing back in reply. The stress of this horrible day has finally caught up to me. I see spots as the air is drawn from my lungs.
I saved him and I loved him unconditionally. For a minute, I thought it would be reciprocated. It’s clear now that it never will be.
“Hey now,” a new voice calls. I look up through my tearful glare to see Eugene crossing the roof, running to my side. As brother of the Alpha who despises me, I half expected him to hurt me. Instead, he brushes a hand down my shoulder, cooing lightly to calm me down. “Let’s get you inside, Olivia. You shouldn’t be out here in this condition.”
As a top doctor of the hospital, Eugene knows everything wrong with everyone, including my brother’s relapse of illness. I’ve seen Eugene a lot the past few months, visiting my younger brother Reese as he fought off his own illnesses.
Other than my unconditional love, I stayed mated to Herold for my brother, the Alpha promising to continue payment of my brother’s medical expenses as long as I stayed on his good side. I can only imagine that situation has changed, due to the looming divorce between us.
“Eugene, I’m fine,” I say, trying to ignore the stress of my body. “Is Reese here today?”
“No, Olivia. He’s not. Are you sure you’re okay?”
He helps me trail down the steps, my body ready to collapse. “I’ll be fine. I need to go home. I need to rest.”
“Well, I should let you know, Herold just told me he’s denying payment for Reese’s next treatment.” Eugene shakes his head, just as hurt as I am unsurprised. “I vowed as a healer to protect all wolves, and that includes your brother. I’ll continue his operations, payment free.”
I lean against the Alpha’s brother, pulling him into a tight embrace. I would sob if I had any tears left to cry. “Thank you, thank you, thank you—”
I glance up, spying Alicia on a hospital bed nearby, healers tending to her wounds. She is enjoying the attention but Herold is distracted completely, his teeth showing as I cling to his brother for a harmless hug.
“I—I have to go… thanks again,” I sigh.
I pull back from Eugene and try to get home before anything else horrible happens tonight. I can’t take any more of this. I practically run from the hospital, feeling watched closely as I flee this gloomy institution.
At last I’m home, in bed, cradling my stomach.
“It’s okay,” I reassure my baby. “I’ll protect you… somehow.”
The bedroom door is thrown open in my gentle reassurances to my baby. I stand suddenly, startled by the sight of Herold in the doorway, his breathing ragged and his face flushed bright red. For a moment, I think he will be tame enough to talk, but he hardly seems interested in that.
He takes the bottle of medication off my nightstand, the prenatal medication I bought to help the baby grow stronger.
“Is this for your bastard of a child, Olivia?”
“Herold, please. You know the truth. You know it’s your baby?”
My Alpha is fuming at the seams, “Is it fucking true?”
I cough, my lungs void of air. “Wh—What?”
“Where did he touch you? Seducing my own brother! Letting him impregnate you with a bastard child! You’re just as clever as I assumed you were, and worse!”
“It’s not your brothers,” I pant, crying inconsolably. “It’s yours, dammit! All those nights you came in here, furious and needing a release, that is how I got pregnant! I was in heat, Herold. How stupid are you to believe all of her lies?”
“You were never worth marrying, not even for the sex,” he bites.
“You’ll regret this one day,” I snap, shivering all over. “You’ll see her lies. You’ll see how easily manipulated you were. You’re nothing but a lousy excuse for an Alpha.”
I can’t help but watch him break at my words. If he hated me so and believed a thing Alicia has told him, then he wouldn’t look so betrayed. I feel an ounce of glee at his sad look, loving how at last he feels the same pain I feel, thinking he’s been made a fool of.
He wants me to scream, to fight back his rage with rage, but I look through him and everything he is now. If he is so easily manipulated, then maybe he isn’t worth the unconditional love I’ve given him through the years. He can have Alicia. I’m done fighting.
“I’ll sign the divorce papers,” I say simply.
Something mimicking ferocity or pain flickers across his features. He throws the bottle of prenatal pills aside, storming from the room at once. I knew it would bother him. He’s so used to playing dirty, a trick Alicia has weaved into his mind by now. I just know that whatever happens next will undoubtedly be the workings of Alicia and her filthy tricks.
Third Person POVAlicia worked overtime trying to put Olivia out of the way and it finally worked.Reese had been spreading rumors for a while, speaking ill of the future Luna and how she never really helped Alpha survive, just doing some social damage control, but Reese knew the whole truth. he had spread it all over the pack by the end of the week and when warriors showed up at the hospital to take him to jail, Olivia had other plans.She knew her time was coming to an end anyways. She just wanted the baby to live and she counted the six months down slowly, knowing that as she rot away in jail, there was no chance of surviving this new trouble. She took Reese’s place in jail, taking the blame for the rumors, and as time crawled on, Olivia didn’t mind the jail cell too much.There was no Herold here, no Alicia, and that was all she needed.“She’s got it out for you, mutt,” one of the other she-wolves said, everyday walking by Olivia’s cell, threatening her endlessly. “Just wait until
Third Person POVThe moon goddess is what Olivia had always imagined she would be. Beautiful and loving. Since Olivia arrived in her world, the goddess has done nothing but profusely apologize for her treatment. She said she couldn’t watch her suffer any longer, and when the time came to choose for me to heal from my wounds or succumb to them, she chose the option that she thought Olivia would want most.But she was wrong.“It was my fault from the beginning,” Olivia breathes, looking below to see her brother far away in the distance. He leaves the beach after casting out the body, but the other figure on the beach stays. “I should never have trusted that monster.”The moon goddess, dressed in her silk white robes and combed back cyan curls, watches the same wolf kneel on the beach below and speak to himself about my death. “He’s sorry now,” she mutters, waving off Herold’s confessions to the moon. “He should have treated you better.”“I should have seen his true colors,” Olivia admit
Olivia POVIt’s hard to ignore the awkwardness that flooded the crowed surrounding us now. Some looked away, while others held a hand up to their mouth in shock. The King Alpha was respectively surprised, his face frozen in shock at the feeling of being slapped.“I’m your husband,” he mutters simply.The words hardly reach my ears. If this was true than the man before me really is the King Alpha and that means the body I’ve been given belongs to his mate, the noble Queen Luna. She was a beautiful creature from what I have known but it’s no secret that she had severe depression. I can only imagine that’s why she is in this condition.“You’re so pale, my dear. Warriors, get my Luna to the hospital immediately.”Soldiers had begun to swarm me suddenly, lifting my cold, wet exterior onto a rolling bed and carrying it through the rough sand. I stared at the stars for as long as I could, wondering if the moon goddess was watching over me still.She had done the unthinkable for me and I felt
Third Person POVIn the early morning of the royal palace, Olivia watched the news with awe and shock. She could see her face, her past life, and watched as the reports gave an update on the Luna’s funeral services. The date has changed several times now and each time it only infuriated Olivia more and more.She couldn’t understand why he was posturing like this, speaking to reporters about his sorrow, about the horrid murder of his mate, as though he hadn’t known all along that this was her fate. Olivia was dying anyways, Alicia just made sure it happened before she could give birth to the Alpha’s offspring first.Gabriel set nearby, flipping through his newspaper. “So sad about that Luna.”Olivia felt the fear strike up her throat. “Why do you say that?” Of course, to Olivia, she knew her truth. she knew Herold wanted her dead, wanted to divorce her, and had no use for her anymore. Watching him play this grieving Alpha only pissed off Olivia more. “It’s obvious that Alpha is faking
Olivia’s POVHerold was still staring at me, waiting for me to reply. I fear I have exposed my identity, seeing him step forward, almost sizing me up, and at last he broke eye contact, seeing Gabriel cross the room toward us. The entire wake had been watching and seeing the Alpha King march over now only caused the interest in the room to spike more.“Who are you?” Herold whispers, his tone harsh and taut.“I am the Queen Luna,” I say, sure of my words.Gabriel charges between us, snaking an arm around my hips and pulling me into his side charmingly. I find myself sinking into his grasp, comfortable with my mate; a feeling unfamiliar to me. He brushes his hand under my chin, sneaking a glare toward Herold in doing so, as though to mark his possessiveness over me in front of this falsely grieving Alpha.“Is everything okay, my dear?” Gabriel asks, his eyes soft and kind in this moment. “What’s going on with the Alpha? Why has he upset you?”I shake my head, trying to compose myself. I
Olivia POVI stood at last, helping Reese to his feet. I half expected Gabriel to be by my side after witnessing such an odd moment with someone he thought of as a stranger, but instead Herold made it to me first.His hand found my arm, pulling me out of earshot of the crowd. His crimson eyes held so much anger and confusion, I’ve seen it all before.“It’s you, isn’t it? You’re Olivia?”My heart sinks straight into my stomach, making me ill.“I know it’s you,” he huffs. “My wolf might tell me differently but it’s the only explanation. It’s the only way you would have known how to help him.”I yank my arm free of his grasp, hating the feeling of his hand on my elbow. “How dare you insinuate such a preposterous lie, Alpha Herold? You know damn well that you are the reason your mate has died. You are at fault for losing her. Don’t you dare approach me now as some form of healing for your broken, black heart.”He hardly flinches at my words, smiling coyly. “I’ve never heard you speak so b
Olivia’s POV“Please, consider going to the hospital,” I plead, seeing the color in Reese’s face drain.Being outside in the cemetery, it’s obvious his allergies have gotten the better of him. There are roses everywhere, bouquet of flowers hung all over the headstone and the casket, my old body waiting to be released into the ground forever.My brother twiddles his thumbs, sitting in the front row with me as he stares at the ivory coffin. I’m half shocked that Herold put any money into this ordeal at all, considering he was probably throwing cartwheels after finding out I was dead and out of his way. At least now, he won’t have to worry about the divorce papers and he looks like a saint to everyone else.Reese rubs his red, raw eyes, wheezing slightly. “I’ll be fine, Queen Luna. Thank you for helping me earlier, but I have to see this through. I loved my sister. This is the last moment I’ll ever have with her. I was the one who sent her out to the moon goddess. I need to be here.”I b
Olivia’s POVI feel him watching me a lot lately. Gabriel can’t be suspicious, I tell myself, and I have to remind my wolf every day that we are the Queen Luna now. We should act more like she had acted before she killed herself, but it’s impossible to know her small mannerisms and such. I try to behave myself as a good Luna would, but it’s hard with those light, entrancing eyes on me at all times, even here in our bedroom.I’ve changed into another dress of his choosing, watching Gabriel sit leisurely nearby, only moving his hand for me to spin around for his delight in the dress or to go change into another. If this was the Queen Luna’s life before, I can see why she would want a divorce.“Another one, my dear,” he sighs, looking down to his phone as it lights up with a text.I can’t take anymore changing, the pile of clothes I’ve accumulated on the floor nowhere near the amount still on hangers, waiting to be tried on. I take a seat on the couch beside him, my hands pushing the wri