The Dark Thrall Mating Olivia

Chapter Eighty-Two

The what-ifs wouldn't leave me alone. It didn't help that my wolf was adding in to them, telling me how much I had fucked up. Like I didn't already know that I'd fucked up everything with her. "Nick, what are you doing here?" Livie asked, pushing her hair behind her ear. The claiming mark on the side of her neck was mostly healed, but still red.

I wanted to be angry about that mark, that she had let someone else touch her and claim her the way that I should have. But I couldn't find it in myself to be mad at the dragons. I had fucked up and rejected Olivia, the dragons... The dragons had done what I should have done the night that she and I slept together.

My wolf was angry enough for the both of us. Angry at Chelsea for hurting her and blocking Olivia's number from my phone. Angry at the dragons who had claimed what was ours. Mostly, though, he was angry at me for being weak. For letting my love for my girlfriend guide my decision to reject my fated mate.

"Hi, Livie." I said, moving my hand to grip the back of my neck as I looked at my boots and her bare feet as she shifted from foot to foot. Glancing up, I noticed her hand tightening on the door. "I was wondering if we could talk?"

I held my breath, waiting for her to slam the door in my face. I wouldn't blame her if she did.

"Um, yeah." Livie let go of the door before taking a step back. "I just put Everly down for a nap. We can talk for a bit."

She moved into the house and I followed behind her. Taking in the small but neat living room, there was a pink and purple baby blanket spread out on the floor that Livie moved to pick up. She stood facing away from me as she shook the knit baby blanket out before folding it up and taking it over to the couch. Placing the blanket over the armrest, she looked over at me before sitting down on the couch.

I took a moment to watch her. Trying best to sort out everything that I wanted to say to her. It was hard, with her scent so heavy in the air. It mixed with the scent of the dragons and I knew that they had spent the night with her last night. But beneath that, there was another scent, a scent that had my wolf wagging his tail.

It was the scent of our pup.

"What did you want to talk about, Nick?" Livie asked, clearing her throat as she curled her leg beneath her bottom, making herself comfortable. She reached over, grabbing one of the decorative throw pillows and holding it against her stomach. It was like she was trying to shield herself from me and I couldn't help but be hurt at the action.

I looked away from her, glancing towards the hallway. I knew I should answer her question, I owed her that much and so much more. I was just worried that anything that I was going to say was going to hurt her worse.

"I wanted to talk about what happened... With us." I said, swallowing hard before I looked back at her.

Livie's jaw clenched and I could tell that she was digging her teeth into the inside of her cheek. It was something I had seen her doing when we were teens and she would come over to the house to hang out. It was something that she did when she was trying to figure out how best to say something. "Micheal, he um, he came by yesterday and told me about what your girlfriend did." "Ex, she's my ex-girlfriend." I said, trying to hold back my growl. Just thinking about Chelsea and what she had done filled me with anger and I didn't want to feel that way around Olivia. "Okay, your ex. Micheal came by and told me about it. He um, he teleported here." She fidgeted with the edge of the pillow.

That was strange, Micheal was part demon but it was so rare that he let that side of himself show. His parents were both shifters, but his mother had never shifted. When we were teens, he had gotten sick and his other father had stepped in. I wasn't sure what Sam had done to him, but after that Micheal's scent had changed and he was no longer sick.

He had been changed and there was no mistaking it. The first time his demonic powers had manifested it had scared the shit out of me. It was shortly after we had graduated and I had been at my parent's house gaming with my brothers when he had dropped onto the couch beside me. His face was just as shocked as mine as he told me what had happened. It was like he was slowly realizing that he was no longer listening to our alpha and his other father, Drake. But he was now sitting on my parent's couch while the dramatic music of a boss fight filled the room from the game that my brothers and I had been playing.

"What are you doing here?"

"I don't fucking know." Micheal said, looking at me with wide eyes that were glowing bright red.

"I was wishing that I was here gaming instead of listening to papa Drake talk about being an alpha to me and my sisters. And now I'm here."

My older brother Dante had handed Micheal his controller before heading up to his room. Micheal and I had killed zombies until he'd calmed down. When he had, he had used my cell phone to call his parents.noveldrama

Sam had teleported to us. Collecting my friend, he had wrapped his arm around Micheal and in a whoosh of air, they were gone.

A buzzer of the dryer sounded out, pulling me out of my thoughts. Livie was still watching me, like she was worried about what I was going to say. There had been a time that I was close to Micheal and we had gone to each other with all of our problems. That had changed the night I had seen him touching her pregnant belly, smiling at her like she had hung the moon.