#Chapter 191: The Ancient Wolf - Part III

Olivia The evening sun filtered through the windows, casting long shadows across the wooden floor of our home. My thoughts were a chaotic whirlwind, replaying the earlier events, the accusations, the weight of tradition. Nathan entered the room, the tension between us still palpable. I could sense his struggle to choose his words, the fine line he was treading between his allegiance to the pack and his loyalty to our little family. “What do you want?” I hissed, unable to hide the disdain in my voice as I gently rocked Elliot in one arm and Aurora in the other. “Did you come to tell me that my babies are a bad omen again?” “Olivia,” he began, his voice tinged with a weariness I hadn’t noticed before, “I know how you feel.” “If you knew how I felt, then you wouldn’t be siding with them,” I growled. Nathan sighed. “I’m not siding with them,” he explained, his voice soft and quiet. “But you have to understand. The Elders... they’ve seen so much, been around for so l