Olivia
“It can’t be true…”
The atmosphere in the room felt thick with tension, like a pot of water that was about to boil over. My confusion about the entire ordeal was mirrored only by the sudden shift in the air, one of unease.
I took a step back, my head still reeling from the shockwave that ran across the room. My wolf was right; the strength she gave me did make me feel sick. But it was gone now, and I had achieved what needed to be done.
Elliot was safely in Nathan’s arms, away from the Elders, and that was all that mattered.
Mingan’s poised form appeared to bristle with uncertainty. “Did you always know, Olivia? Have you been playing us for fools? Did you truly know what was in your blood all along?” she asked, her voice quivering.
The weight of her question
