OLIVE

Since the day my parents died and my pack was attacked, I stopped being myself. I stopped being the Olive everyone used to know. It was a new me with a scar of pain in my heart. Caring became the thing of the past and my heart was made of stone. I had to put the packhouse and other things back in shape and to do that, I needed to empty the pack territory. Nolan agreed to accept my pack members left. He took them to his pack while I stayed back to see what I could do.

Seeing the way everything was, I knew I needed some months...