I stared at her-at what I had done.
Her face was a mess. Blood dripped from her nose, and there were deep scratches across her cheek. One eye was already swelling. For a second… I knew I went too far.
Louis gently lifted Anita’s face, his jaw tightening when he saw the damage. “Shit,” he muttered under his breath.
“Olivia…” Levi started, walking closer. “How could you do this?”
I looked away, feeling guilty but still angry. “She hit me first. Twice,” I muttered.
“That’s not the point!” Lennox snapped. “You should have come to us. You should’ve told us-not do this to her face!”
“She’s jealous of me!” Anita cried suddenly, turning her bloody face toward them. “She’s jealous of my pretty face! That’s why she did this to me!”
“That’s a lie!” I shouted, my voice shaking. “I didn’t touch her because I was jealous-I did it because she slapped me and accused me of casting a spell on you three!”
Louis’s eyes narrowed. “We’ll deal with this later. She needs a healer.” He turned to Levi and Lennox. “I’m taking her.”
He carefully carried Anita out of the room, her hand holding tightly onto his shirt.
I stood there in silence until only Levi and Lennox were left with me.
They both looked at me with expressions I couldn’t read.
Disappointment, worry, maybe even a bit of fear.
“Don’t make this a big deal,” I finally said, my voice calmer now. “The healer will fix her up. The scratches won’t even be visible.”
Levi sighed and ran a hand through his hair. “That’s not the point, Olivia,” Levi said as he moved closer to me. “You are not supposed to lose your temper like that, Olivia. You are Luna. You need to learn how to control your temper. What do you think the pack will say if they get to find out that you nearly destroyed Anita’s face?” Levi said, softly-not shouting at me, but somehow I was offended by it.
“I don’t care! I don’t care what the pack says!”
Levi stared at me like he couldn’t believe what I’d just said. His jaw tightened, but he stayed calm.
“You’re not just anybody anymore, Olivia,” he said slowly, almost like he was trying to reason with a wild animal. “You’re Luna. You can’t afford to lose control like that.”
I laughed bitterly, shaking my head. “Luna? Is that what I am now?” My voice trembled-not with fear, but with rage. “Then maybe it’s time people start treating me like one.”
Lennox crossed his arms, watching me closely. His gaze wasn’t angry-it was calculating. “You nearly crushed her skull, Olivia. If we hadn’t walked in, you might’ve killed her.”
“Maybe I should have,” I snapped, locking eyes with Lennox. “If you want to blame someone, blame Anita for waking me up with a slap and calling me a slut.”
“You still went too far,” Levi said, his voice soft but firm.
“I don’t care!” I snapped, my voice rising. “I don’t care what the pack thinks of me. They already call me a thief’s daughter, don’t they? So let them think I’m a monster too! Let them fear me!”
There was a long silence. Neither of them moved.
My chest was still rising and falling with heavy breaths, my hands trembling slightly.
“You better warn her,” I said darkly, my voice low and deadly. “Warn Anita to stay the hell out of my path.”
“Olivia…” Levi whispered, but I didn’t let him stop me.
“Because next time,” I said slowly, clearly, “you won’t be dragging her bloody body to a healer…”
I took a step closer, my eyes cold.
“You’ll be picking up her corpse.”
Their eyes widened slightly, but I didn’t flinch. I meant every word.
I wasn’t the weak girl Anita could push around anymore.
I was done being bullied by her.
I was done being quiet.
Let her come at me again… and it would be the last thing she ever did.
Comentario 25.
Levi’s POV
It had been three days since Olivia nearly wrecked Anita’s face. That day, I was shocked-but also proud. Proud that she was finally standing up for herself, no longer taking Anita’s constant bullying. Not that I hadn’t known how Anita treated her all these years-I had. But I kept quiet, trapped in the stupidity of wanting to hurt Olivia. Not anymore. I won’t stand by and let Anita belittle her. I was also proud that Olivia had stepped up, showing the no-nonsense fire I always knew she had.
It was a freezing morning, and we were all seated for breakfast-Lennox, Louis, Olivia, and even Anita. Luckily, just as Olivia had predicted, the healer managed to fix Anita’s face, leaving only a few tiny scratches that would soon disappear.
My eyes were locked on Olivia, who sat directly across from me, and damn, I couldn’t look away. She looked breathtaking this morning.
Her long blond hair was pulled into a loose braid that draped over her shoulder, with some strands falling freely around her face like golden threads catching the morning light. Her skin looked soft and fresh, kissed by the cold, and those sea-blue eyes of hers…
Those eyes were unreal. They sparkled under the glow of the chandelier above us, like waves catching sunlight. I had seen those eyes dull with pain before, dimmed by sadness-but now they were sharp, focused, almost icy.
She didn’t speak much, just silently cut her food and brought it to her lips with a kind of quiet grace that held my gaze and refused to let go.
“Eat your food,” Lennox said beside me without looking up, as if he knew. exactly where my mind had gone.
But I didn’t listen. Instead, I voiced what had been running through my head for the past few minutes. “Olivia… you look beautiful this morning,” I said.
An awkward silence fell over the table as every pair of eyes turned to me. Lennox looked at me like I’d said something blasphemous. Louis stared like I’d just confessed to murder. His fork hovered mid-air, his brow rising slowly in disbelief.
Anita choked on her drink. Actually choked. She grabbed her napkin and dabbed her lips aggressively, shooting me a glare like I’d spat in her coffee.
But Olivia…
She didn’t react like the others.
She lifted her eyes slowly and looked at me.
There was a slight tilt to her head, a soft arch of her brow. “Thanks,” she said flatly, her tone unreadable. She didn’t smile. Didn’t blush. Didn’t give me the satisfaction of knowing how she felt about the compliment.
Then she went back to cutting her food like nothing had happened.
My chest clenched at her reaction, but I didn’t back down. “There’s this movie that just came out,” I continued. “I was wondering if you’d like to go watch it with me at the cinema.”
She didn’t even look up. It was like she didn’t realize I was speaking to her.
“Olivia?” I called out again, my voice softer now.
She slowly lifted her eyes and locked them with mine, those glacial-blue irises colder than the weather outside. “Were you talking to me?” she asked, her tone laced with disbelief..
I swallowed hard. “Yeah… I asked if you’d like to see a movie with me. At the cinema.”
Her gaze held mine for a long, uncomfortable second. Then she gave the tiniest shrug and said, “No.”
Just like that.
No explanation. No emotion. No hesitation.
Just no.
I blinked. “Wait… just no?”
She finally set her fork down and leaned slightly forward, her elbows on the table, voice calm but firm. “You don’t get to ask me out like everything’s fine, Levi. Like you didn’t treat me like I didn’t exist for years.” She nodded toward Anita. “Anita is available; you can take her out.” 5
I opened my mouth, but nothing came out. My tongue felt useless.
“If you have nothing else to say, I’d like to finish my breakfast in peace,” she muttered, then picked up her fork again and continued eating.
Where I sat, I felt utterly miserable. But I wasn’t going to give up. I knew getting Olivia back wouldn’t be easy, but I wasn’t going to be discouraged.
I glanced at Lennox, who glared at me and then looked away. I looked at Louis. He stared at me like I’d betrayed him, then dropped his gaze too. I didn’t care… I didn’t care what my brothers thought. All I knew was that I wanted Olivia back-and I wasn’t ashamed of it.
After breakfast, Olivia turned to Lennox. “I heard you have the record of all the she-wolves. I’ll need them for my next meeting.”
Lennox opened his mouth to respond, but I cut in. “Yeah, sure… I’ll give it to. you. Follow me,” I said and rose to my feet.
Olivia stared at me, one brow arching in clear disapproval. She didn’t say a word, but the message in her eyes was loud enough: Don’t speak for me.
Still, after a beat, she stood too. “Fine. Lead the way,” she said coolly.
I could feel everyone’s eyes on us-Anita practically burning holes in my back, Lennox scowling like he was ready to throttle me, and Louis… Louis looked disappointed. But I didn’t care.
We walked down the hallway in silence. The tension between us was palpable-so thick I could barely breathe. I wanted to say something, anything, but the words were jammed in my throat.
When we reached the office, I pushed the door open for her. She walked past me without a glance. I followed her inside and walked to the file cabinet in the corner. My hands shook slightly as I opened it and pulled out the folder labeled She-Wolf Records.
New Book: Back Home to Marry Off Myself
Loredana’s father left the family for his mistress, leaving them to fend for themselves abroad. When life was at its toughest, her father showed up with “good news” after 8 years of absence: To marry off Loredana to a paralyzed son of the wealthy Mendelsohn family.