Angelina POVI grunted, and a sick feeling slowly developed in my stomach. I tried to rule out the fact that we might have sex again but I couldn't."The offer will end soon," he said, with a smile.I let out another sigh. "Fine! Can we get this done with?"He regarded me for another moment. "Now, that's not the way to ask for a favor. I won't do anything if you keep proving stubborn."I groaned, "fine! You win. Please, can you help me?!"He beamed. "Fine! You did great!" He walked to the tub and filled it with water. "I didn't know you enjoy doing things like this," I stated, with a teasing voice."I never did. You should be glad I'm not leaving you here to freeze. You should be glad I'm doing this for you," he muttered.I laughed at his words. I felt a bit at peace that he was having a nice conversation with me. It was the first time and probably the last."I would still be grateful, if you do. At least I might serve as a statue in your so-called kingdom," I smirked.He chuckled. "
Angelina POV"I don't want that!" I stuttered and shook my head quickly. "I mean you said it's a celebration mood, we should meet with others."He was still watching me. "You are so obvious when you lie."My eyes thinned on him. What?"So, why did you think I know something about your dead wife then?"His face slowly turned to a dark frown. I knew mentioning his wife was a sensitive topic and I knew I shouldn't have mentioned it. But I just couldn't help it.He slowly let me go and turned away. "I'm sure you weren't lying but I needed you to find out from your father.""My father didn't do it! Why can't you see that?""You can't really trust someone you haven't seen for two years," he muttered and laid back in the cubicle.My eyes widened with shock. How did he know that? I decided not to question him any more. I wouldn't want him to get angry. It was a joyous day after all and I was starting to enjoy this other side of him."So, are we going to be at any gathering today?" I decided
Winston POVAngel fainted on me, not after whispering those words to me, several times. Her voice echoed over, and it almost looked like I was seeing her as if I was hearing her.I didn't actually expect Angel to be so attracted to me. Though, I'm a man that's wanted by all. But Angel hated me, she was supposed to hate me.What happened to that hatred? To the fact that she cried overnight?Even now that I'm still inside her, and she's on my chest, the only thing that crossed my mind was to have her like this forever as if I'm insane.A grunt escaped my throat, as I tried to fight the inner desire growing in me.I cradled her but I didn't move. I couldn't continue riding her when she was unconscious, even though that's what I wanted.I seriously wanted to mark her earlier, desperately wanted to make her mine.Forcing myself out of the water seemed like the second most difficult thing for me. My pupil wouldn't stop dilating, my wolf won't stop purring. It's not supposed to happen with A
Angelina POVSuddenly, my unconscious slipped into me and I slowly opened my eyes.The first thing I was looking at was the lampstand, I sincerely don't remember anything much. It looked like it was cloaked.A serious headache set in dangerously and I pulled myself up. That was when I discovered I was naked and the blanket was barely covering half of me.I felt cold suddenly and I grabbed at the sheet. I tried to remember what had happened before I passed out.Quickly, the memories rushed in and realization dawned on me.I had sex with Winston! My cheeks burn with the realization.We rode for a few minutes. He was with me and it was pretty good. He told me I was beautiful! He caressed me like I was his baby.The door opened suddenly and Bentley rushed inside."Luna!" She squealed as if she just won a lottery.I blinked once and looked over at her. "Did something good happen?"Her smile broadened. "Good News!" She repeated and moved to sit beside me. "The Alpha is so happy! Whenever t
Winston POVI zoomed out of reality for a minute or two. I couldn't see anyone else but Angelina in that dress that hung to her body, bringing out her sexy shape which reminded me of how nude she was minutes ago. Damn, she was looking so hot in that dress. Who the fuck got her that yellow dress? Why does it look like it was tailored specially for her?"Seemed like your wife doesn't listen to you after all," Marco teased with a smirk on his face.I looked at him. "I didn't force her to stay behind. I only said she could. It seemed like she loves having fun very much," I responded.Marco regarded me for a moment. It looked like he wanted to say something for a moment. Then, he slowly nodded."We should give the Alpha some time with Luna," Derek suggested with a smile. He was my Delta.Marco was still watching me and I knew he suddenly had something to say but he couldn't continue in front of Derek. He was the only one close enough to know some things anyways. Derek didn't know who Ange
Angelina's POVWinston looked like he was having the time of his life teasing me and I wondered why I even came to this party in the first place. Indeed, I didn't want to miss it, and I didn't want to miss seeing him here, and no matter how loath I am to admit the fact that I like seeing him, a bit, just a bit, I actually do, and so here I am.The women from earlier just enveloped me in warm wishes and questions about how last night was. It was really all so sudden and I was feeling a bit claustrophobic, it was like they would bear down on me and not give me space to breathe.Then Winston came to save me, out of the blue and with that annoyingly handsome face of his. I bit my lower lip as memories of last night came rushing back to me. The raw pleasure I had seen on his handsome face was all too vivid.I hadn't really expected that the night would go like that. I have to admit that at some point I had really thought that I would pass out from all the anger and the surprise that I had
Angelina's POVWinston didn't let me go back to the room with him.Did I really want to go back to the room with him?I didn't know how to answer that question for sure but I was sure of one thing. I didn't know what was happening to me.All my life I had kept a healthy distance from men, and now I was feeling these intense emotions for someone that almost had me stripped naked and flogged after he kidnapped me, the same person that had my father in a cell and was holding both of us captive.Arghhh.I felt like killing myself and getting all of this done and over with. I felt like a betrayal even, like I was betraying myself and I was betraying my father too because what the hell was I even feeling? Why was I feeling this way for crying out loud?Ugh.I hate this.I hated this room.I hated this bed.I hated these clothes.The pastel purple shirt I had been given and simple jean pants almost made me feel like I was back in my normal life, going for a run early in the morning before I
Angelina's povWinston dropped me on the bed in another room.I felt ice race up my spine as he pinned me with a predatory glare. Does he always have to be this intense?"Is it morning sickness?" he asked.My eyes widened at his words and from the look on his face, I could tell that he was searching for something.And he was not just searching for something lackadaisical, he was looking for it intently, like very very intently, like he was using his eyes to slowly disrobe me and see through the layers of clothing that I have managed to put on.And his eyes."Hey, what's with all the incessant staring?"The blush that crept up my face was one that I could not control. I mean why would he be staring at me like that?Again the thought came to me to ask myself why I was not feeling the usual string of repulsion that I would have normally felt had it been someone else looking at me the way he currently was, I decided to keep that thought for later and continue with what I was doing now.An
Winston's POVAngelina slept for five days.In the space of those days, we had her father and her friend buried.I quite liked Leslie, she seemed to know a bit more about werewolves than her friend did, and if all Angelina had told me about her was true, then she would have loved to see the wolves herself.She would have loved to see us transform and she would have loved to see us run. She would have wanted to see the borders and she would have loved to see where the sea went to.She would have loved to know about the creatures she read so much about, but she didn't get the chance to.I still couldn't understand how Marco had managed to get to them so quickly. Angelina had said they would take one of the secret passageways Ella had shown her.Only the omegas knew of those passages, and seeing as one of them attacked me, I would say one of them had been in league with Marco too.After I had led the wolves on the run, I came back to meet Angelina passed out on the floor, her father dead
Angelina's POVFather and I were more or less forgotten outside for the night.We heard the wolves had their run in the woods and we heard the distinctive howl of the biggest one. Like a lead singer who directed the voice of all the others.My father and I watched as the body of the witch caught fire as soon as the rays of the moon touched it.I could almost hear screams coming out from those flames, and I would have felt pity for the soul that was being extinguished, but I knew all the things she had done.I was aware of how she had deprived another woman of the joy of having kids and I knew of how she had practiced her infernal magic in a wolf pack for almost two hundred years.Her magic was what kept her alive. Her magic was what made the pack remain so low in population and her magic was what gave her the power to forge alliances with people like Marco and continue their streak of evil.Her magic wasn't needed anymore. The world was better off without it.I turned my head to see m
Angelina's POVMarco was winning.I could see what he was planning to do. Winston probably wasn't aware of the amount of damage that had been done to his wolf, but it was a lot.Winston's wolf wasn't looking good, it wasn't in good shape.I couldn't speak to him anymore. We couldn't talk to each other lest I distract him, but if I could I would have told him to take some time to just circle Marco so he could heal up a bit.The despair had already started to set in and my thoughts had become dark. I was already considering death and what it would be like to be dead.This had to be the most awful thing to ever happen to me in the history of awful. To think that I had happiness at my fingertips, only for me to see it being yanked away from me by some evil guy and his disgusting witch lover.People would do anything for power and Marco was a clear example of that.I couldn't die though.If I died the baby I carried in me would die too and that would bring an end to Winston and his lineag
Winston's POVI felt the bond pull at me the moment Angelina did whatever it was she did.I saw Marco shrink and bare his teeth at me, the light in his eyes glowing violently and a crazed look appearing on his face.I howled and launched myself at him.The wind rippled around us and with it came the leaves of the forest. I felt them set the bounds of our battle.The duel was on.Marco launched himself at me with speed and precision, an attack of teeth and claws and his eyes giving off that aura of danger and confusion.Werewolves didn't feel things the way people did, we were connected to nature in a way no other creature could be and we felt things a lot stronger than any other creature.So when Marco placed his eyes on me and attacked, the dark magic that fueled that glow in his eyes made me falter.Marco struck with aim and precision, going straight for my hind legs and slashing for my throat.I dodged his slash but I felt his teeth sink into my hands.I howled and gave in to the w
Angelina's POVThe rules for the duel were simple.Well, it wasn't really simple, but it was our best shot at this.No matter what happened, I wouldn't be losing Winston anytime soon.When an Alpha challenged another Alpha to a duel, the power that ran through the forest, the same power that made them Alpha would listen, and the moment the other Alpha agreed to the duel, it would be sealed and locked in place.Anyone who defected or violated the rules of the duel would have the magic of the realm to contend with, and that was exactly what Winston was planning on.Marco wasn't a true Alpha, but for now, he was. I had to explain that to Winston last night. He said he had heard me all through the night. He had heard my bones cracking and he had heard my screams. He said he had smelt me too.I still couldn't figure out how that happened or exactly what had happened.I also didn't understand why I heard the word Mate in my head but that wasn't the issue at the moment.The wolves returned
Marco's POVAngelina and Winston escaped.'"How did they escape?"The fool I had put to guard the entrance to the cells looked away as I asked that question. I hadn't been expecting anything else.How did two shackled people, two chained and shackled people manage to get out of their chains and out of their cells? How could that have happened?Well, I could think of one way. One solid way that would leave me so annoyed if I found out it was true.I looked at the door as it came open and she walked in.She didn't look scared of me, at least not anymore. Siblings had to stick together after all and she was my sister. I had always thought she was my mate, but we had both known that wasn't true. "Did you let Angelina out yesterday?"She shook her head and I took a whiff of the air. She wasn't lying. I could feel a lot of things coming off her though. Like fear, desire, and maybe remorse.Was she starting to feel guilty now? Because of a human?I chuckled at that and gestured for her to
Angelina's POVMarco had his men take me and Winston to the dungeons.He gave orders for us to be separated.I could feel Winston in my head. The same way he could feel me in his and neither of us said a word. We simply sat there. feeling each other through the bond but not saying anything. I could tell Winston wanted to say something to me though.I knew he wanted to.But he didn't, and so we both sat in silence, so close to each other but yet so far away. Two thick walls separated me from him.Leslie's death was making me feel things I didn't want to feel.I heard the creak of the door as it came open and soon I was no longer alone.Ella was with me. In one of my dresses and with that sickly green look in her eyes. The light illuminated the sneer on her face and an identical sneer was on mine."Come to gloat?"Ella only chuckled and walked closer to me. I had my hands and feet in chains and I couldn't move. The slap she gave me was crisp and loud.It stung.My head whipped to the si
Angelina's POVSorrow.That was all I felt.I couldn't scream and I couldn't hear anything that was going on around me. The only thing I felt was sorrow.Deep and undeniable sorrow.Leslie was dead. My best friend was dead.Face down on the floor and unmoving, I could see the blood seeping into the shirt she had worn.Leslie was dead.Why?Why did he kill her?I could barely register the voices that were speaking in the room. I knew that Winston and Marco were talking, and I knew Marco was asking for something that could never be his, but I didn't care about all of that.The only thing I cared about at the moment was the person who lay on the floor. My best friend had been alive a few moments ago but was no longer alive now.Why did I bring her here? Just for her to meet an untimely death? No. I wouldn't have offered to bring her with me if I knew she would end up being killed. We had been captured because of my short-sightedness. I thought no one else would be using the servant pass
Marco's POVI watched as the door to the office swung open and in walked my old friend.Winston. Alpha of the werewolves, and protector of the realm.I scoffed.Angelina stood beside me, bound in rope and mumbling words that weren't actually words.Winston was too predictable. Angelina even more so.I knew she would try to use the secret entrance into the manor, and I knew she would try to use the one the maid had shown to her.But what I didn't know was that she would bring yet another human with her, into werewolf territory and the werewolf world.I could feel anger pulsing through me at the thought of that and I smirked as I leveled my gaze at him. His eyes still had that faint glint of gold in them.The gleam confirmed to me that he had been the one who opened the barrier.I was worried that I had been sidelined by the witch. I wouldn't put it past the two-hundred-year-old crones to actually have some trick up her sleeve that would give her the power to do that.We had trust issue