But none of us cared
She was back and that was all that mattered. finally noticed him-my uncle, Damien.
He stepped out of the front car, dressed in all black. like always, standing tall with that calm look on his face.
Uncle Damien… or just Damien, as he always asked us to call him.
He hated when we called him “uncle.”
“You’re only twelve years younger than me,” he always said. “I’m not old enough to be your uncle.”
And he wasn’t wrong. He was thirty-five-only a dozen years older than us.
Our grandparents from each side were both only children of powerful alphas. Two different packs. Two strong bloodlines.
When they had their first son-our dad-he became the Alpha of the Full Moon Pack, the one from our grandfather’s side.
Then, fifteen years later, they miraculously had Damien after several attempts to have more children.
By then, our grandmother’s pack-the Pearl Pack- needed an alpha too. So when Damien was born, he
6.11 was raised to lead her pack instead.
Two sons. Two packs. One family.
Our dad became Alpha of the Full Moon Pack.
And Uncle Damien became Alpha of the Pearl Pack.
It was strange to call your uncle someone who looked more like your older cousin, but that was our life.
And now… here he was.
Bringing back Olivia.
Bringing back our mate.
My chest felt tight with emotion. I didn’t know whether to thank him or fall to my knees.
“Damien…” I called out as I walked over to him. He flashed me a rigid smile, which was unlike him, but I ignored it. “How did you find her?” I asked, curious and eager to know. It was strange that he found her so quickly.
Uncle Damien didn’t respond. Instead, he just looked at Olivia, as if telling me she was the one to give
6/11 answers to my question. Deep down, I felt something was wrong.
Lennox, growing impatient, asked Olivia, “What happened? Who took you?”
I turned and looked at Olivia, waiting for her to tell us who did it-who kidnapped her-and heaven help me, I’d paint the walls of this mansion with their blood.
Olivia scoffed and folded her arms across her chest. She eyed the three of us with cold looks before responding. “Your precious mistress Anita did it. She got me kidnapped and sold me to human traffickers,” Olivia said firmly.
My eyes widened, and my blood boiled. My wolf was already growling in anger, ready to take action.
Louis looked like he couldn’t believe it. “She sold you?”
Olivia nodded slowly. “I don’t know how she got involved with them. But she made sure I was gone. And she didn’t just want me gone. She wanted me to suffer.”
I growled in anger, and before I could speak, Lennox
6/11 yelled, “Anita! Come down here!” His angry voice boomed around the walls of the mansion.
I turned to two guards. “Go fetch Anita!”
They nodded and left.
Olivia scoffed at our reaction, seemingly not impressed by it, and then she continued. “I now remember everything she said. My memories are back. I remembered everything. The rejection. The pain. The way you all treated me like I was nothing. How you used Anita to hurt me.” Her voice shook a little now, but she held her head high.
My mouth went dry. I could barely breathe. But I was relieved-at least she will stop thinking she was married to Gabriel.
My brothers and I exchanged glances with each other before Lennox cleared his throat. “We are happy that you are back, Olivia… as for Anita, we will give her whatever punishment you want us to give her and…”
“Enough, Alpha Lennox… I’m still speaking. I’m not done talking.”
Lennox swallowed hard but nodded as he went silent.
Olivia continued. “About the gifts you three sent me on my fourteenth birthday-1 never opened any of them,” she announced, and my eyes widened. I looked at my brothers, who seemed confused as well.
“Yes,” Olivia continued. She turned to Lennox. “That response you got was never from me, Lennox. Yes, that was my handwriting, but it was forged,” she spat, and my confusion deepened.
Olivia turned to me. “I would like to see yours. You also sent a present and you received a response, right? I would like to see it and clear the misunderstanding. Lennox has shown me his-I want to see yours Louis’s,” she demanded.
I stared at Olivia, not knowing what to say.
She wanted to see the letter. and
The one I sent her four years ago, and the one she responded to.
The one I had buried at the bottom of my safe, hoping no one would ever see it.
My face grew hot. I didn’t want to show it. Not to her. Not to anyone. That letter was full of hurt and regret. It was embarrassing.
I looked at the ground. “Olivia, I don’t think-“
“Just do it,” Lennox said quietly beside me. “She knows now why I hate her. She deserves to know why you hate her… even I need to know why you hate her.”
I swallowed hard and looked at him, then at Louis, who nodded too.
I let out a shaky breath and gave a small nod.
Without a word, I turned around and walked into the mansion. My feet were heavy. Lennox, Damien, and Olivia followed behind me, and Louis broke off toward his own room to get his letter.
When I reached my room, I stood at the door for a second, hand on the knob.
I didn’t want to do this.
But I had to.
I pushed the door open, walked straight to the safe. I input the code and the safe opened. I moved aside old papers until I found the small yellow envelope.
My fingers trembled as I picked it up.
I turned around slowly. Olivia was standing near the door, arms still crossed, face unreadable.
Lennox gave me a nod.
And with that, I held out the envelope.
“This… this is it,” I said softly, barely able to meet her eyes. “The letter I wrote you. On your fourteenth birthday. And the response you gave me.”
My voice cracked.
I was ashamed.
Because no matter how long ago it has been… the pain inside still felt fresh.
Letters
Olivia’s POV
I took the envelope from Levi’s hand, my fingers brushing his for a moment. There was something so heavy in his eyes, like this one small paper held a piece of his soul. Just then, Louis walked in. He didn’t speak, just quietly held out another envelope. It was the same color, the same handwriting on the front.
I swallowed hard, a strange tightness forming in my chest.
Something inside me told me… whatever was inside these envelopes-I had seen it before.
I looked down at Levi’s envelope. Slowly, carefully, I opened it.
Inside was a letter. Folded neatly.
My heart thudded as I unfolded the paper and began to read.
Lottors
HAPPY BIRTHDAY, MY OLI,
I WISH I COULD STOP FEELING THIS WAY. I’VE TRIED. GODDESS KNOWS I’VE TRIED.
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.