Angelina's pov Convincing Ella to help me sneak out of my rooms proved an easier feat than I had expected. It seemed she also had someone she wanted to see, someone she actually needed to see but she had been assigned to me and she couldn't leave unless she was released. No doubt that ugly fool Winston's work. She took me through a secret passageway. A place that opened when she pressed one of the bricks by the fireplace into the wall. We went through unnoticed for most of it, Ella always told me to match our steps, so they wouldn't hear us. I wonder who would have heard two people creeping down a short ugly staircase. The place wasn't as dusty as it should have been, which meant others used this passageway, I guess that is what Ella probably wanted us to avoid. We moved like thieves in the night and soon we were under open sky and fields. I wanted to fall down in the grass and sob. Three days. Three good days and the fool didn't think it necessary to come to see me, and like
Chapter 34Winston's povMarco had been right.I needed to get a handle on her.The fact that I hadn't killed her yet and also killed her father like that wasn't enough to make her grateful to me, she also had to try and make me look like a fool in front of all my people.What would they say if they heard that a human had escaped from under my watch?What would they think of me?I should have her father whipped until he begged for mercy and asked me to kill him instead. That would give me greater satisfaction than anything else. Greater satisfaction than making his daughter suffer but I couldn't do that, not yet at least.I had to keep him alive so his irritation of a daughter can serve her purpose. When she has given me an heir, then maybe I can get her killed off and feed her and her father to the dogs.Maybe I would let some of the rogue wolves kill them, I'd take them into unknown territory and abandon them there, or the most exciting proposition, I can keep them here and make the
Chapter 33Angelina's povConvincing Ella to help me sneak out of my rooms proved an easier feat than I had expected. It seemed she also had someone she wanted to see, someone she actually needed to see but she had been assigned to me and she couldn't leave unless she was released.No doubt that ugly fool Winston's work.She took me through a secret passageway.A place that opened when she pressed one of the bricks by the fireplace into the wall.We went through unnoticed for most of it, Ella always told me to match our steps, so they wouldn't hear us. I wonder who would have heard two people creeping down a short ugly staircase.The place wasn't as dusty as it should have been, which meant others used this passageway, I guess that is what Ella probably wanted us to avoid.We moved like thieves in the night and soon we were under open sky and fields.I wanted to fall down in the grass and sob.Three days.Three good days and the fool didn't think it necessary to come to see me, and li
Angelina's POV Why would he assign me to do some chores with the maids? That was the thought that ran through my head repeatedly as I walked around and cleaned the huge pile of shit. Yes. I called that place shit, because I didn't understand why he would assign me to clean his clothes, and then clean his place of living? Ella had come back to meet me this morning, extremely thankful for the fact that I didn't betray her to the Alpha. I didn't even care about the fact that I was calling him Alpha again, all of that didn't really matter at the moment, all I wanted to know was if I had the strength to actually do this. Winston was a monster, he had no heart and he had no soul, for him to be able to do this to me that had to be for sure. I was confused The confusion had become a part of me and I didn't know what to do about it. So when Ella had offered to help me get myself together and do the things that her boss had told me to do faster, I had agreed and that was even how I was ab
Winston's POVMarco had me leave the pack house for a while, he said I had some urgent business that I needed to attend to in the human world, and it turned out he was right.The associates of some of the men that this bitch's father worked for, had been trying to track down some of my wolves, wolves from my pack, and wolves that were under my protection.They were targeting them and trying to capture them and torture them into telling them our location.They wanted to pose a threat to my pack, they wanted to pose a threat to my whole pack, and I would never let that happen.Never.I have taken care of them, never to speak again and even if they did, they wouldn't have anything to say."I think you handled this well," Marco said. He was driving the car, his eyes were firmly on the road and I knew that he was catching bits of my thoughts as they floated around.I could also tell that he was feeling giddy, almost like he had the whole world at his feet and there was nothing that could p
Angelina's povI could feel the beating of my own heart, I could hear it pounding in my chest as I watched and waited.I had broken the vase.Winston would kill me because of that, even if it didn't mean anything to him in the first place. He would be mean to me and he would make me regret the fact that she even stepped foot into this room in the first place.But yet he was the one that had ordered me to work with the maids, and he was the one who also made sure that I washed his clothes. I didn't even want to believe for one second that the clothes I washed were for Winston.They smelt as bad as a pig's sty and if they were actually for Winston, I might not be so attracted to him anymore.For one, what did he do in those clothes to even make them that dirty, and secondly, how the hell would one person smell so bad?Did he roll in the sewers from time to time?My thoughts managed to calm me a bit and I looked around. I could see that almost all the maids were avoiding me like the plag
Angelina's POVI woke up in my bed.Thankfully I still had a bed.I don't think I was able to get up from the floor yesterday after I passed out. I actually passed out.I didn't want to move.I didn't want to breathe.I didn't want to go back to the person who broke my jaw with a simple slap.Thinking of the way he had hit me made my heart ache in a way I had never thought possible."You okay?"I turned around in alarm and looked at the other person that was obviously in the room. I hadn't even noticed that someone else was in the room.On a chair beside my bed sat someone, memory served me well at this moment and I remembered his name.Marco.Winston's lackey.The way he looked at me with pity in his eyes, the way he looked at me like I was something fragile that should be cherished, I didn't know when the tears started coming out again but they did.I started crying yet again and I felt like my heart would stop beating from the pain.Why the hell did he choose me?Why did he have to
Winston's POV"I'm so sorry my love.""I failed you.""I failed us.""I couldn't protect you.""I let them take you away from me and now even as you're gone. I don't know how to move on. I'm confused and tired. I'm lost without you, my love. I'm trying to be strong but I can't. I don't know how to be strong without you. I don't know how to live anymore."The words rang in my ears even as I said them. The tears that dropped from my eyes made me want to scream even more. The fact that I still felt so much pain even after all this just made me cry even more.I love my Christine.I loved her. I still love her. I would always continue to love her.Her death almost made me run mad. I had been hiding the grief for so long, trying to pursue vengeance for her and trying to make the ones who hurt her and took her away from me suffer. I had been succeeding but yet look at where it landed me.A shattered heart and a shattered vase.Christine loved this vase. We literally met because of it.My mem
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