NATHANIEL POV.It was written in the stars that all of this would happen, meeting Olivia falling in love, running …but at times in life, there is always a twist .That twist—that moment when the unexpected happens and this was just that point in life.When Jane had told us everything, it was shocking to everyone that had listened.I could never have been more proud about this period in time, this time when for once in the race we had an upper hand.Her father was never going to see one coming—Wizard, Warlock or whatever he is—this was beyond what would ever happen.The moon glowed upon us full in all its glory overhead from where we stood. It was the moment we had been waiting for all this while as we trooped out.Two vans drove behind the SUV that was driven by the only one among us that had a sound mind —Alexis.To Her father her was leading me to right where he wanted, but that plan had been turned in my favor and was coming right after him."Take the right turn." Jane leaned in o
Olivia P.O.VI hated today! It was exactly like every other day of my life, miserable. My poor stomach was being pressed and squashed together.I looked at the three women who had pitiful expressions for causing me pain as they pulled the lace of my corset together and shook my head, I didn’t blame them. I wasn't even fat but this ball gown always took delight in frustrating me. I had to withstand the pain and not make a fool out of myself,No, not make a fool out of the Dennis Family. They pulled at the corset with all their might, struggling to get my waist to be as small as it used to be when I was ten.That was all I lived for and probably all I ever would. I, Olivia Dennis, was a puppet even at the age of 21, I was still regarded as a child incapable of knowing her left from her right and was expected to obey respectfully, say yes and nod regardless of how I felt. Most importantly, shut up because apparently, my opinions were as useless as mine. My life was basically in the hands
Nathanial Grey P.O.VBeing the most wanted by the most influential people on earth wasn't the easiest thing in the world. I always knew my life was going to be packed with so much responsibility, a pain in the ass, but I didn't know it was going to be a living hell.“Please—” The man's lip quivered as he begged.He sounded so terrified which was quite surprising because a few moments ago, he was brave enough to come into my territory to shoot an arrow at me. He wasn't experienced enough, and I could see that. Hunters never showed weakness and that was one of the reasons, even as humans, the werewolves feared them.They were nothing like humans—no sympathy, no heart. They killed worse than monsters, they had no mercy. I came closer and his pleas increased, I circled around while wondering why they would send an amateur to hunt me down. it infuriated me, to think that the hunters had started to see us as weak that they sent a pickle to fight me!“Who sent you?” I moved around him examin
Olivia P.O.VMy eyes were bleeding from listening to Prince Charles bragging about himself and all he had. My checks were sore because of the occasional smile and fake laughter and at this point I might have just walked away and damned the consequences. Trying to find something interesting to distract myself, I started admiring the chandeliers which hung down from the ceiling, the crystal glass reflecting the light causing it to look like a sparkly ceiling diamond.“Olivia…Olivia?”“hmmm?” I said, almost immediately as he snapped me out of my thoughts.“Weren't you listening to anything I said?”Luckily before I could speak a sound made by a spoon hitting a glass interrupted. I gladly turned to face the speaker finally away from Charles even if it was just five minutes. It was a big relief to me.“Hello” he said with a kind smile “ I hope we all are enjoying our evening” And there was muttered words of yes and he continued “ Well we have no one else to thank but the family of Donny”
Olivia P.O.VBlood was always around me. My entire body trembled as the image of the dead man kept tormenting me. I was terrified by how heartless my parents could be. I wasn't surprised they did it because this wasn't the first time.I had seen so many dead people throughout my childhood years, but I never got used to it. Everything I saw, it was always like the first time and I would go into a state of shock; cold feet, trembling hands... I guess that’s why I was referred to as weak because I was a witch yet afraid of death. This house was so big but yet it felt like a cage. The news was deceiving, there was nothing good and nice about my life, everybody thought it was a privilege to live my life, if only I was wicked enough to let them taste what they desired.“Oliviaaaaa” Jane was literally screaming her lungs out.I rolled over the bed to get my phone, I had forgotten I was on a call with my friends and dropped my phone.“Im sorry,” my voice sounded dull and more tired than usua
NATHANIEL’s POV.I had one way of relieving stress. Drinks or Poker.As casually ambiverted as I might have been about other things , I had this flare when it came down to life. I took life lightly but firm not seriously.I was generous to life and the good gracious life repaid my kind gesture on many occasions, it was like a give and take situation, an uncomplicated open relationship. Knowing I had to give life something to get another in return.I leaned back in my chair and cracked the stiffness in my neck, I could feel the stiffness crawl down through my nerves to my knuckles as I cracked them too, It wasnt untilthen that I recognized the restlessness that had been in my mind and was hovering over it.My mind had been haunted by the thoughts of how close the hunters were getting at their business of hunting the supernatural. As much as I tried to bury my head in the sand that it was not a serious issue we couldn't take care of, the thought of it alone ghosted under myskin and I f
OLIVIA'S POVThe closet thing that I had to a nightclub attire was noting. I stood In front of the mirror wondering if it was a bright idea for me to be there instead of staying at home behind my door reading a harlequin or other anything like that. Of course, I had to agree to myself that living in reality was a lot boring. So I had created a mindset for myself, an illusion to follow and had lived in it .The decision was easier to make than the first, I was not turning back to home and I am going to enjoy the night to its fullest, but would this clothes fit in . I stared at the clothes resting in front of the mirror drawer again.I picked it up and placed it on my shoulders to size myself."Mother shouldn't catch me dead in this ."I chuckled as I stared at the black dress that barely touched my knees.It was black andshimmery, with only two little string of fabricsconnecting them to me, it was paired with a nicer heels that laid near the door."Alright let see how good this would
NATHANIEL POVI hated clubs, I hated parties, I hated everything.From the stench of alcohol to the endless blastful music that were killing my ears I hated everything that had to do with the club .There were no promises of Poker, but there many signs of drinks. That was one out of the things I liked and felt like a draw to me , a win - win. I stared around the room and came face to face with a woman staring, she looked away quickly and I wondered why she had done that.One wouldn't blame one in this situations, this wasn't the most righteous place in the world, it was a place you came to drink, dance and fuck.There was something about the woman though, I thought"as I glanced at her direction again . She appeared uneasy like I was and appeared not to be enjoying the rollercoaster the club had, it was either she just wouldn't fit in or she was a fucking hypocrite. I would go for the formal since I had no idea who she was and it would be wrong for me to judge her while sitting from ac