Olivia's pov.
“That piece of s**t!” I stormed the living room, thrashing every object present on the high table. My entire being burned in total anger, fuming. My wolf growled and snarled, ready to attack.
I heard the footsteps of the maids and caught a quick glance of them as they scurried away, fright folded up on their faces. Luckily for them, they were the least of my problems.
“You shouldn't get all riled up because of Elian.” I recognized the voice to be Oliver.
“I swear to God, I'm going to crush both of them.” I stood back up to my feet, my eyes getting lost into space.
“I think that would be a waste of time. I mean, are you sure he's really your mate? We don't want to go barking at the wrong tree.”
His words caused my thoughts to stop immediately, and I turned to take a
