
Begging For My Love After I Found My True Mate
Chapter 3
Olivia’s POV
"Let go of me!" I shouted, my voice echoing in the clearing. Thankfully, there weren’t many wolves around to hear the commotion. If there had been, this would have spread through the pack. And I knew it would reach my brother. That was the last thing I wanted—to reveal our secret.
"No. I’m not letting you go until you snap out of it!" he growled, his voice firm and unyielding. His golden eyes, glinting faintly under the moonlight, locked onto mine. "I don’t like the way you acted earlier, dismissing Alyssa as if she didn’t matter."
I frowned, disbelief washing over me. "What are you even talking about?" I snapped. "I only walked away so I wouldn’t cause any trouble for you two. I-Isn’t that what you wanted?" My voice cracked. "Because she’s back now, right? She’s the reason you’re suddenly shoving me aside like some useless scrap! Like I meant nothing to you!"
He said nothing, but the anger in his eyes was impossible to miss. It burned like fire, intense and unforgiving. His jaw tightened as if he was restraining himself from saying something he’d regret. Then, without warning, he pulled me closer.
The way he looked at me—it was different. His gaze was cold, detached, like I wasn’t even the same Olivia he used to care for. Not the Olivia he would take on midnight runs through the woods when the pack turned their backs on him. Not the Olivia he leaned on when he needed someone.
To him, I was now a stranger.
"Shut up, Olivia," he hissed, his voice low but sharp enough to cut through me. "Whatever happened between us, whatever we had—you need to keep quiet about it. If your brother finds out, it’ll cause problems for the pack. You know that."
His words hit like a punch to the gut, but he wasn’t done.
"And as for Alyssa and me," he continued, his voice softening for a moment as if he were speaking a sacred truth, "I’ve loved her. Always."
It felt like he’d ripped my heart out and crushed it in his hands. My throat tightened, tears threatening to spill as I struggled to break free from his grasp. I shoved him hard, putting as much space between us as I could.
"Y-You’re unbelievable," I whispered, shaking my head in disbelief.
"Don’t—don’t expect me to come running back to you when she breaks your heart again." I whispered…this was my breaking point.
I turned to leave, but his final words stopped me cold.
"I never expected you to."
And then, the dagger.
"Because I only used you."
There it was. The truth. The word that shattered me into a thousand pieces.
"W-Why?" I finally managed to whisper after a long silence, my voice trembling. My chest felt heavy, as if my heart had been smashed repeatedly. The pain was unbearable, like it was being crushed over and over again.
"W-Why did you use me?" I asked, my voice breaking. "Why didn’t you tell me the truth? Why now—only now—when she’s back?! Why?!"
My cries turned into shouts, raw and desperate. I didn’t care who could hear me anymore. Let the pack talk; let them know my pain.
But before I could scream again, he grabbed my wrist and yanked me toward him. His grip was tight, so tight that pain shot up my arm, and I knew it would leave a bruise. His eyes glared into mine, filled with fury and frustration, as though he wanted to silence me, to make sure no one would overhear.
"Because you are worthless," he spat, his voice cold and venomous.
The words hit me like a blade to the chest.
"You are worthless, Olivia. You’re weak. You’re pathetic. And I can’t be with someone who doesn’t even have a wolf."
He shoved me hard, and I fell to the ground, the dirt cold and unforgiving beneath me.
"I don’t care if you’re my best friend or the Alpha’s sister. I don’t care if you’re in love with me," he continued, his voice unrelenting, every word a dagger. "I cannot be with someone who can’t even fight for herself."
My breath caught in my throat… my whole body was trembling.
"I love Alyssa," he said, the final blow. "Because she’s strong. She’s one of the fiercest hunters in the pack. She’s everything you’re not."
And just like that, he turned his back on me and walked away, leaving me on the ground. Broken. Devastated. Alone.