Olivia's POV I followed Devon back to his chamber. He was walking so stiffly and I knew something was wrong. I usually thought he got angry for fun, but seeing the way he walked now, I knew there must be a reason for his anger. Once he entered the chamber, he stopped walking. I hadn't known that he stopped and continued walking. Not until I bumped into him and then I raised my gaze to find him standing with his back to me."Somehow, I just knew that you would keep your gaze down." He stated. "Something I noticed you do whenever you feel nervous or afraid." I didn't make any sound, neither did I move. I was adamant on keeping silent. If he was going to believe Candice because she could speak then I wasn't going

Olivia's POV I couldn't believe what I was hearing. Accused of stealing from Devon, the alpha of our pack? It was absurd. Why would anyone in their right mind want to steal from such a cruel and powerful leader? And why would they suspect me, a mute and weak wolf, of all people? It was beyond ridiculous. I tried to remain calm and composed, but inside I was seething with anger and frustration. How could they be so dumb as to accuse me of such a thing? I had always been a loyal member of the pack, and had never given anyone any reason to doubt my integrity.  The incident of collecting those vials from my father and actually slipping one of them into Devon's meal fazed through my mind and I sighed in defeat. Maybe I had given just one person a chance to accuse me of theft

Olivia's POV I couldn't shake off the feeling that something was wrong. It was a nagging sensation that I couldn't ignore. My mind was restless and I found it hard to focus on my training. I knew that Devon was in danger, but I couldn't pinpoint the source of my unease. As a werewolf, Devon's strength came from his wolf form. But if he was unable to access it, he would be vulnerable to any attack. I couldn't bear the thought of him being defenseless. I had to find out what was wrong and help him. I decided that maybe I could confront Devon and share my concerns with him. As soon as I thought of the topic, the regret that I had been struggling with surfaced again. I knew then that there was no way I would possible confront him and not expose myself.  

Olivia's POV I arrived at Alpha Devon's chamber before the first light of dawn. My mission was clear: ensure that he starts his day on the right foot. I waited patiently for him to wake up, ready to do whatever it takes to make sure he doesn't remain grumpy for the rest of the day. As soon as Alpha Devon stirred, I sprang into action. I prepared a hot cup of coffee for him, just the way he likes it. I also laid out his favorite breakfast, complete with fresh fruits and pastries. Alpha Devon seemed pleased with my efforts, and I could tell that his mood had already improved. After breakfast, I helped Alpha Devon get dressed for the day. I made sure his clothes were neatly pressed and his shoes were polished to a shine. I also reminded him of his schedule for the day, ensuring

Devon's POVThe next day started the way every normal day in my castle would. Me waking up to find my slave standing before my bed, waiting on me. She had prepared my bath and my meal and was waiting for me to just open my eyes. What a beautiful way to be awoken. She bowed in greeting the moment she saw that my eyes were open. I offered her a cheeky smile and came out of my bed. Somewhere, I hated being watched while I slept, it felt as if I was at my most vulnerable point and I could easily be harmed. "Why are you standing there so stiffly?" I asked, feigning my early morning anger. I watched her face twitch as if she had something to say but held herself in. "Hm, you have grown stronger. I still remember that night I saved you