Chapter 195: His Words Olivia's POV I turned... just in tto see all three of them walking away.
Something heavy dropped in my chest.
I swallowed hard, trying to ignore the sudden wave of discomfort that washed over me. It felt like cold water had been poured over my heart. I blinked quickly, fighting the sting behind my eyes.
My wolf was quiet.
Too quiet.
But I could feel it-she didn't like what just happened.
She didn't say a word, but her silence said everything.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtShe wasn't happy.
Neither was I.
I shifted slightly in Damien's arms, suddenly aware of how close he still was, how his hand had just been onin ways I never expected.
"Stop looking," Damien's voice clow beside my ear, his arm tightening slightly around my waist.
I frowned. "I wasn't—" I started, but he cutoff.
"You were," he said firmly, sounding annoyed. "Don't ruin the moment, Olivia. We have to act like the perfect couple, remember? A few members of the council are here... they can't notice you are having doubts." I nodded slowly, even though my chest still ached.
Even though everything insidescreamed that something wasn't right.
I forced a smile.
But it didn't reach my eyes.
Alpha Damien placed a soft kiss on my forehead and wrapped his arms securely around my waist.
"Come," he murmured. "Letintroduce you to one of the council members." I followed him through the crowd, still feeling that strange hollowness in my chest. The buzz of voices around us felt far away, muffled by my thoughts and the uneasy silence from my wolf.
We stopped in front of an older man-tall, silver-haired, with deep lines around his eyes. His presence alone demanded respect, even before Damien spoke.
"Elder Grant," Damien said with a polite nod, "this is Olivia. My future Luna." The man's sharp eyes scannedfrom head to toe, unreadable at first. Then he offered a small, respectful nod.
"So you're the one," Elder Grant said. "The she-wolf who finally captured Damien's heart." I gave a small smile, standing straighter. "Yes, sir." He tilted his head. "Are you ready to face the council the day after tomorrow?" "Yes," I said without hesitation. My voice was clear. Strong. "I'm ready." He studiedfor another moment. "Good. You'll need that confidence." Just then, someone called Damien's nfrom across the room. He gently touched my hand. "I'll be right back," he whispered, and excused himself.
Now it was justand Elder Grant.
He stepped a little closer, lowering his voice so only I could hear.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm"I heard everything you went through... from Damien," he said. "He toldwhat the triplets did. How they hurt you." I tensed slightly, unsure what was coming next.
His gaze stayed steady on mine. "I'm sorry, child. Truly. No one deserves that kind of betrayal." "Thank you," I said quietly.
He nodded, but then sighed, eyes drifting across the room before settling back on me.
"But sometimes," he said slowly, "the devil you know... is better than the angel you don't." I frowned slightly, not sure how to respond.
He leaned in a little more.
"Love doesn't always look perfect," he continued. "Sometimes it makes mistakes. Sometimes it hurts us. But that doesn't mean it wasn't real." I swallowed hard, my heart beating a little faster.
"I've seen many mates in my life," he said. "Sfind love in peace. Others find it in pain. But the strongest ones? They're the ones that survive the hard times." He paused, then looked right at me.
"Don't think the triplets didn't love you... just because they messed up. Don't confuse the mistakes of the boys... with the absence of love." He leaned a little closer, his voice softer now.
"Sometimes, the wolf that hurt you... is the sone that would die to protect you." Then he stepped back, nodded once, and walked away-leavingstanding there...
With his words echoing in my head.
And my heart... feeling more torn than ever.
Damien returned immediately, his eyes narrowing the moment he looked at me.