I frowned. “Then we show him the dead body.”
“I think we should just confront him already,” I said sharply.
Lennox opened it and read quickly. His eyes narrowed.
My brows furrowed. Calvin was one of the people Damien had mentioned as a suspect before… so maybe Sofia was telling the truth.
But deep down, I already knew. No bloodline could ever change what I felt for her.
Finally, he spoke. “I don’t want to think about that right now,” he said sharply. “I don’t even trust them.”
“What?” I asked, frowning. “We don’t even know him. We’re not friends. We have no alliance.”
“Who?” we asked at once, panic tightening our chests. We already knew the woman wasn’t Rebecca-it was Olivja.
“Alpha Calvin,” she said. “Of the Nightshade Pack. He was the one who held me captive.”
“We need evidence against Damien… there has to be something” Lennox muttered again, for what felt like the hundredth time.
Dustin nodded without a word and walked out, leaving the three of us in heavy silence.
“Exactly,” Louis added. “Why invite us?”
“And when we get there,” I added, “we demand the release of Olivia. We don’t care what silly games he is playing with Damien.”
“You need to see this,” he said, walking in and handing it to Lennox.
Sofia nodded. “I’m sure of it. I saw him. I remember everything now.”
“Calvin?” I repeated, frowning deeply.
Louis nodded slowly. “We’ll make them talk. No more lies.”
I sat back down, but my mind wasn’t calm. What if it really was Olivia? How would I even react? Would I hug her? Would I kiss her? Or would I freeze, like a fool, unable to believe it was really her?
“We’re going,” Lennox said after a moment.
I turned to look at my brothers. Lennox’s jaw clenched, and Louis looked just as shocked as I felt.
“Thank you, Sofia,” Lennox said with a nod. “We’ll bring her back before the day ends. That’s a promise.”
Before I could go deeper into my thoughts, the door opened again-this time, it was Dustin. He held a letter in his hand.
I let out a deep sigh and leaned back in my seat, thinking about the discovery we had made just hours ago. Everything pointed to Damien-but we couldn’t confront him without solid proof. Still, we were getting impatient. Very impatient.
“He’s inviting all Alphas to his pack,” Lennox continued. “He says it’s for the ‘welcome-home’ party of his long-lost little sister.”
Sofia gave a small nod, then turned and quietly left the room.
That name made all of us freeze.
“First, we find Olivia,” he continued. “Then… our parents are going to prove everything. Who she really is. Where she came from. Who her real family is. And if they can’t… if they lied to us-‘
I stared at the wall, lost in thought. What was our uncle trying to gain from all of this? How did he change her appearance? Her smell? Subdued her wolf? parade her as his wife? And more than that… why did Olivia stay quiet? She had so many chances to speak. Did he threaten her? Was he blackmailing her?
But it felt right. Everything about her felt like mine. Like she was made for me, carved out of my ribs and stitched into my soul. And no matter how many times I tried to smother it, the feeling only grew stronger, wilder, and impossible to deny.
The moment she said that, all three of us jumped to our feet.
I turned to Dustin. “Arrange our best guards. We are attending.”
“She’s a half-sibling… but not just that,” he began, his voice low, like just talking about it got him pissed.
His words settled over me like a blanket, and I nodded slowly.
He let out a harsh scoff. “Like I said-she’s an enemy. And yes, I kidnapped her because I wanted leverage over Damien. I hate that man-I wanted to strip him of everything, even time. But I didn’t hurt her. I only tied her up, took videos and photos, then untied her and kept her in a locked room. Two days later, I noticed she looked sick… really sick. Even though I hated her, I called for a healer, but Sofia said she didn’t need one-I should just let her go. So I did. I told my men to bring me Rebecca-his new wife. But it wasn’t Rebecca they found… it was you. My sister.”
“Wait…” I said, furrowing my brows. “This half-sister of ours… is it-Sofia?” 3
My eyes widened in disbelief. “Sofia?” I echoed. “No wonder… the resemblance. That’s why she looks so much like me.”
“I invited the triplets, and they accepted.”
I frowned. “You kidnapped her and used her to threaten Damien to step down?” I asked, confused by the pieces falling into place.
“And?” I breathed, needing to know the rest.
I stayed silent, trying to process that.
“I’ll take you to see her,” he said quietly. “After tonight’s party. I promise.”
He leaned closer, his voice low and mischievous.
He nodded. “She wore them the night she married our father. They were her favorites. I thought it was only right… that you wear them tonight.”
A happy grin spread across my face as I accepted the box.
Calvin’s voice softened as he added, “Years later… Mom conceived again. She had you.” His gaze darkened. “She made some choices. Aligned herself with the wrong people.”
He nodded again, a bitter edge in his voice. “You share blood. And unfortunately… she’s an enemy too.”
He nodded. “The moment they saw it, everyone knew. You were the one the prophecy spoke of. You were the chosen one. And that’s why you had to disappear-because so many people wanted you dead. And when I say people who wanted you dead, I don’t mean strangers. I mean family. Our father’s distant relatives-descendants of great-grandmother Hailee. They knew their only chance to produce another chosen one was if you were dead, so our parents sent you away and lied that you died a few hours after your birth. I also grew up with that lie; not until my fifteenth birthday did they tell me the truth.”
He looked down at his hands. “Like I said… in great-grandmother Hailee’s bloodline, it’s the females who carry the special gift. A unique, divine power that’s passed down from generation to generation-but only through the daughters.”
Calvin looked up and sighed. “That our father’s next child would be a girl. And she would be the one to inherit the gift. The true heir. The one chosen by the Moon.”
I tilted my head. “Complicated how?”
I stared at him, barely breathing.
The first thing I saw made my breath catch. It was a stunning red dress, silky and elegant. I lifted it slightly, the fabric slipping through my fingers like water. Beneath it were silver heels, delicate and sparkling like starlight.
I nodded, comforted by the sincerity in his voice. He smiled at me again, and I smiled one question-one lingering thought- back. But even as warmth bloomed in my refused to leave my mind.
I froze. My heart skipped. “What? Why?”
“Yes,” he finally said. “We do. But it’s… complicated.”
I blinked, stunned. “A twin?” the air as I realized my life… my lineage was full of A suffocating silence hung in the air as I realized twists… twists I never imagined.
“I was just three,” he said. “Mom took me along to a council meeting. According to her…. when she came back, she found her twin sister, Selene, in bed with our father. And he was… dazed. Like he wasn’t even himself.”
Feeling a flutter of excitement, I unsealed it carefully.
Calvin sighed, rubbing his palms together before finally speaking.
I noticed Calvin hesitate. His smile faltered just a little before he inhaled deeply. Something in his expression shifted. The calmness in his eyes clouded with a trace of… annoyance? Frustration? Pain?
Just then, the door creaked open slightly, and the old seer peeked inside. “Forgive me for interrupting,” she said gently. “I need to prepare Olivia for the ritual. Her locked abilities will begin to awaken soon.” 2
Calvin continued, “After our great-grandmother, Hailee, something strange happened in the family line. All her children gave birth to only males-no daughters. That included our father’s generation. None of them had a girl, and everyone began to worry.”
“The door is open,” I said gently.
“What?” I whispered, completely shocked.
He hesitated again before looking me straight in the eyes. “Our mother had a twin sister.”
He reached my bed and held out the box. “Here… I got this for tonight’s party. I hope you like it.”
He straightened with a dark, playful gleam in his eyes. “Sit back, baby sister… and enjoy the show.” 2
“What do you mean?”
“Do we have other siblings?” I said carefully.
“Yes, Alpha,” the seer replied.
Before stepping out, Calvin turned to me with a sly smile. “And don’t forget… tonight is your official welcome-back party. I want the world to know who you are.”
“What kind of prophecy?” I asked.
Olivia’s POV
His expression shifted slightly-gentle, but with something unreadable behind it.
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.