The Wolfless Luna's Revenge: Returning With His Secret Twins Chapter 222

[OLIVIA’s Point of View]

This was the end I never wanted to have.

I would never let Samantha and Dominic have the happy ending they always wanted.

They never deserved it after all the heartbreak and pain they caused !

“Let go, Killian! I order you to let go of ! Now!” I snarled at the man on top of , his hands wrapped tight around my neck, and I couldn’t fight back because my feet were severely injured and hadn’t completely healed yet.

“No, Olivia. You have no power over here! You make regret helping you there, Olivia!” Killian snarled at . His eyes were wide with fury as he squeezed my neck tight. “I just want you to f*cking stop all of this! Stop ruining everyone’s lives!”

“How?!” I snarled back at him as warm tears started to stream down the side of my face as I struggled to take his hands off of . “How can I stop when mine’s completely destroyed, Killian!? Look at ! I am a monster! And Dominic did this to after everything I did for him! He made do it!”

“No, Olivia,” Killian’s face sohow softened as he saw the pain and grief on my face. “You did it to yourself! You know that Dominic never loved you, and you still pushed your luck and hoped that he could love you back when you know that will never happen because he is already destined for soone else!”

“Don’t preach to when you know you are head over heels in love with Samantha, Killian! I know, and I can see in your eyes that you are still in love with her! Don’t you f*cking lie!”

“I don’t know what you are talking about, Olivia—”

I dismissed him with a scoff, then fixed him with a glare as I grinned tauntingly at him, and asked, “Do you believe she will reciprocate your love if you ever succeed in killing ? Do you think she will co back running to your arms when you end the curse that is killing Dominic?” I spat and then continued, “You are delusional if you think Samantha will love you the way you love her, Killian. I feel really bad for Brianne. She’s your mate, and you are doing this to her.”

“Shut up and die, Olivia!” his eyes were burning with hatred, and I didn’t know why, but it brought a strange satisfaction as I lost all the control I had and laughed maniacally at Killian’s face, making him more pissed off.

“She never cares about you, Killian!” I said to him, despite my struggle to get so air as I felt his hands choking to death. “She only cares about Dominic. No matter what you do, she will not see you the way you wanted to be seen!”

“You’re wrong. I am not doing this because I want her for myself, Olivia!” Killian answered as he looked down at with pity in his eyes, which annoyed . “I am doing this all for her because Samantha deserves all the happiness and all the love that she has been dreaming of.”

“AND I DON’T?!” I roared at him; my eyes were wide with tears.

I had had enough of their b*llsh*t!!!

“You’re cursed too, Killian! So let’s go and et in hell!”

I stabbed Killian with my pointed nails, making my blood enter his body as the poison of the curse got worse inside him. He roared in pain, but he still refused to let go. I stabbed his side so many tis, but he remained on top of until I saw black patches in my vision.

“Let go, you f*cking bastard—” I scread at him, clawing, kicking, and pushing him away, but Killian was physically strong, and I was starting to weaken because of the injuries I got from the d*mned wolf guardian.

Killian’s eyes flashed purple and crimson when he moved away from while clutching the wounds I caused on his side. There was coldness and pain on his face as he stood away from , looking down on as if I were the most disgusting creature his eyes had ever laid upon.

“You rot in hell, Olivia. Because I am nothing like you!”

To my horror, Killian lifted by the collar of my shirt and then threw at the black mist that ca from the old pot jar that I threw on the wolf guardian’s face. The wolf guardian was still struggling as it regenerated back from its injuries, totally forgetting that Killian and I were still there.

Sothing happened that I never expected.

The black mist that surrounded started to seep into my wounds as I felt that cold, stabbing pain all over my body, and my eyes widened from the excruciating pain. I couldn’t tell where it ca from. It was as if the insides of my body were blazing with invisible fire, and all I could do was scream as blood expelled out of my ears, nose, tear ducts, and mouth. I started to claw at my throat, my chest, and my face, but the pain was there, torturing like I was being burned alive.

“No! Help !” I screeched. The cuts I made on my face and neck with my claws started to bleed terribly, causing Killian to step away in shock and fear at what had happened—sothing he clearly never expected, just as I didn’t!

“SAMANTHA! HELP !” I didn’t know why I suddenly scread for her help, but the pain was blinding. Beyond words, and I was desperate. I never wanted to die yet! Not like this!

So I continued screaming for her, begging for her to stop this: “My father made do all of this!” I sobbed, cried like I was my seven-year-old self again, both terrified and alone and helpless without anyone to extend their hand to help from my misery. “He told I can only survive if I succeed in taking your twins back to the altar! That their blood can cleanse from the curse! I never wanted this! SAMANTHA!”

But the black mist started to swallow whole.

It continued until there was nothing left for to feel.

Until there was only total darkness.