“And you, Fiona? You made a terrible Luna during your reign. You’re a terrible mother. And I’m sure you’ll make a terrible grandmother too.”
Gasps again. I was sure no one expected the kind, quiet Olivia to say this. But today, I was giving her a taste of her own cruelty.
I turned to face the other women now. My voice was louder.
“I was mistreated in this pack. We all know it. Especially by the Alphas. And what did Lady Fiona do? Nothing”
“She watched me suffer in silence. She let it happen. And now she stands up… for Anita?”
Someone whispered, “She’s a hypocrite.”
“Exactly,” I said, my eyes still locked with hers.
The room buzzed with rage.
I saw several women shake their heads in disbelief.
Some muttered under their breath.
Some stared at Lady Fiona with open disgust.
But I wasn’t finished.
“And don’t worry,” I said, my voice loud enough for everyone to hear.
Cruelty
“You won’t have to fight this battle much longer.”
She blinked, confused again.
“I want nothing to do with your sons,” I continued.
“Nothing to do with the triplets. So save yourself the trouble.”
A murmur rippled across the room, as the women didn’t like what I was saying, but I didn’t stop.
“In less than four days,” I said, my angry voice vibrating through the walls of the room, “I’ll be standing before the council.”
Her face paled.
She knew exactly what that meant.
“And when that day comes, I will break the bond with all three of them.”
My voice didn’t shake. My hands didn’t tremble.
I meant every single word.
“I will reject them in front of the Moonstone Council-publicly, officially, and permanently.”
Gasps again.
“And then,” I added, glaring into her stunned expression, “they’ll be free to mark your precious Anita.”
The silence that followed was louder than any scream.
I turned.
-I didn’t wait for a response.
Didn’t wait for another excuse or apology.
I walked out of that hall with my head held high.
I didn’t look back.
Didn’t care to see Lady Fiona’s reaction.
Cruelty
I just went straight to my room.
Nora and Lolita followed quietly behind me, their footsteps soft but quick.
No one said a word.
Once inside, I closed the door behind us and leaned against it for a moment.
The air felt heavy. My chest burned with everything I had just said-but it also felt good.
Like I had finally exhaled after drowning for too long.
I sucked in a deep breath and moved over to the window.
From the way everything was playing out… it was starting to look like the pups really were the triplets.
Not that I ever truly doubted it.
I leaned against the windowsill, arms crossed. My thoughts spinning.
Then slowly, I reached for the mind link.
“Mom?” I whispered softly into the link.
For a moment, there was only silence.
And then-
“Olivia?”
Her voice came through, A bit rushed.
“Is everything alright?”
“I just… I wanted to check on you,” I said. “How are you? When are you coming back?”
There was a pause.
A longer one than usual.
Something felt off in the way she hesitated.
“Mom?”
Cruelty
“I’m okay, sweetheart, she finally said. “But… not now. Please.”
Her voice wasn’t cold… but it wasn’t warm either. Something felt off.
I frowned, confused.
Was she angry? Or was I just imagining it?
“I miss you,” I told her, my voice softer now. “I wish you were here. I really do.”
There was another pause before she answered.
“I miss you too, Olive. So much. But I can’t come back right now.”
“Why not?” I asked, biting the inside of my cheek.
Her reply came quickly.
“Because that pack holds too many painful memories for me. Things I thought I could move past… but I can’t. Not yet.”
I stood there quietly, unsure what to say next.
Part of me wanted to tell her about the picture Gabriel gave me the one of Sir Damon and my father.
I opened my mouth.
“Mom, I-“
A sudden knock on the door cut me off.
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.