Olive's POV
I crashed face first into the rickety bed, soaking the only pillow on it with my own tears. Escaping the injustice of my father for a safe haven far away from home was my mission. However, fate played a fast one on me.
It's bad news falling into the arms of my father's sworn enemy.
His arms...
Damn! Those arms are f*****g thick. Several heartbeats had passed, the tingles his large hands left on me still had my insides churning for him.
Wiping my eyes dry with the back of my hands, I sat up. Alpha Orvyn's charms won't work on me. I can imagine my father shitting in his pants if he heard his daughter was nursing illicit thoughts for his arch-enemy.
As much as I tried to fight against it, I find myself falling deeper and farther into his masculine arms.
Can I stop my legs f
