Olive's POV
I knew the right thing I needed to do. I couldn't risk throwing myself in harm's way, my kids would hate me for the better part of their lives if they knew I had a choice to be alive.
Ron's pain would know no bounds if he loses his mate while I'd be the coward who floats in eternal bliss.
I decided to attempt to convince Ron one more time, if he still stands his ground, then I'd back off too.
"Hey", Dalton waved at me as I passed by. I mustered the best smile I could before continuing on my way.
A lot of werewolves were particularly happy today, waving and greeting with an extra hundred watts of smile. I only watched them in confusion.
Unlike them, I was in a terrible mood. My stomach wouldn't settle down, it kept churning like a stampede was occuring in there. My heart h
