Olivia's POV
The doors of the pack's ceremonial hall loomed before me, towering and intimidating. My mother's gentle hand rested on mine, offering what little comfort she could as the doors creaked open. A hushed silence fell over the room, hundreds of eyes turning toward me. My heart pounded so violently I feared the whole pack could hear it.
The aisle stretched endlessly before me, a pathway paved in white petals, leading straight to the three men who would soon become my husbands. My mates. My tormentors.
I forced myself to take a step. Then another.
With every step, Anita's words echoed in my head. "They don't want you. The moment they become Alphas, they'll get rid of you."
My grip tightened around the bouquet in my hands. I didn't dare look up at them yet. Instead, I focused on
