Olivia’s POV
"Are you okay?" Calvin spoke worriedly from the mind link.
"Yes, I am fine," I responded. He sighed over the mind link, and I knew he had something in his mind to say.
"What is it, brother?" I asked, certain something was bothering him.
"Mother is worried about you, Oli... she wants you two to have a talk... please..."
"Not in the mood for that," I cut him off.
"Please..."
"No, brother... I am feeling sleepy already... talk to you later," I said quickly, not giving him a chance to respond before severing the link.
Drawing in a deep breath, I forced my eyes shut, determined to make myself sleep despite how early the night still was. But sleep wouldn’t come easily. My thoughts kept spinning... from Selene to Frederick to the triplets. I knew how hard they were trying to reach me, but I had blocked them. I didn’t want to hear their apologies. Actually, I had already decided they wouldn’t be seeing me for a long time. That would be their punishment. Maybe next time they would think twice before speaking.
Still, I remained restless in bed until at last sleep dragged me under.
"No!" I shouted as I jumped up from the bed. My whole body shook. Sweat ran down my face, and my chest felt tight like I couldn’t breathe. Even though the room was cold, I was hot inside, my heart beating too fast.
My wolf cried inside me, running back and forth, restless. She felt my fear, my panic.
I stumbled out of bed and began pacing. My hands shook as I tried to feel through the bond. If something had happened to Lennox, I should feel it. I should know. But the bond was calm. Too calm.
"Why do I still feel like this then?" I whispered, tears burning in my eyes.
I closed them tight, taking deep breaths. "It’s just a dream... just a dream," I told myself. But the dream kept playing again and again in my head like a horror movie.
Lennox lying on the ground. Blood everywhere. His eyes closed... me yelling his name and no response from him. I wanted to reach for the bond. To call Lennox, to check if he was fine. But the anger inside me stopped me. They didn’t trust me. They thought I was jealous. Why should I reach for them now?
I wiped my face roughly and pulled on a cloak. My feet carried me out of the room before I even thought about it. If I couldn’t link them, I would find Alpha Damien.
The halls were quiet, but my wolf caught his scent. Strong. Steady. Alpha. I followed it until it led me to his office.
I lifted my hand and knocked.
"Come in," his deep voice called.
I stepped inside. Damien sat behind his desk, papers spread before him, but his sharp eyes went straight to me. He frowned. "Olivia. What is it?"


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