Winston's POVAngelina was sitting on her bed by the time I got to her and she looked shaken.I had to resist the urge to walk over to her and pull her into my arms. I had been notified of the attack on my way back to the border. As the Alpha I had the ability to open a pathway back to my home whenever I wanted to.I hadn't really gone far though so I simply decided to jump into the forests of Arizona and get back as quickly as I could."How did this happen?"I could already feel Marco shaking his head and it grated on my nerves."Don't just shake your head Marco, that doesn't help the current situation at all. I asked how this happened and I expect an answer?"I could feel the tension from my body rippling in the air, along with the annoyance, the confusion, the anger.I couldn't tell if I knew what I was doing anymore. Well of course I still had an active recollection of whatever activity I carried out through the course of the day, and I still succeeded at what I set my mind to.Bu
Angelina's POVWinston didn't leave my side for the rest of the night.I couldn't tell if I was to be happy or sad at that. Being near him always made me feel calm and settled but maybe it wasn't such a good thing.When that crazy Claudine had come in here with murder in her eye, I didn't know what to do honestly.I literally just froze up and tried to hide myself deeper into the bed.She would have killed me. She would have murdered me in cold blood if Ella hadn't hit her on the head with a vase, and it was actually the alarm that I felt at the sound of the vase breaking that got me out of the bed and into the fray.I had thought Ella had broken Christine's vase, the one Winston gifted to me even though it represents such a sweet memory for him.I was reading the journals. I liked reading them.I wasn't even finished with the first one and I was already this engrossed.Christine should have been a writer. A professional novelist.She had such a way with words and each and every line
Marco's POV"Is it all set?"The guard at the gate nodded his head subtly and I nodded too as I walked past him.I couldn't afford to dilly dally any longer.Tatiana had proved helpful in a very useful way and I would have to think of that later.The rebound from the effects of the modified bond had subsided and I was feeling a lot better now, better than I had felt last night when that foolish maid had tried to attack Angelina.I have yet to speak to her after our last encounter together. Winston thinks I hate her and I am simply playing her to show him that she wasn't worth the effort that he was putting in to please her, and she believed that I was a charming man who would kiss her if she needed him to and who was unsatisfied with his current lonely life and who was looking for the other half of his soul.They were both wrong of course. I was much more than that.I would be the end of one era and the beginning of the other.I would lead this pack to glory and slowly we would infilt
Angelina's POVWinston didn't give me any answer when I asked him if he would let me carry his child.I felt it was probably all for the best even.What had I been thinking?What was I thinking? Me? Carry someone's child!Especially when it was that of the man who had me locked up in his small castle and had people that could turn into wolves. Hell no. This all still felt like a dream to me.A dream I would need to wake up from before something bad happened to me here .We slept on the same bed last night though. Me and him.We slept in the same space and I woke up to the feeling of his arms around me.That was better than anything else I had felt throughout this week.I turned my head to look at the door as someone knocked and I stood up to go answer it.Weird things have been happening lately. Well weird things are always happening here so I would probably have to get used to that.Marco stood in front of my door as I opened it and he smiled at me."I heard of the attack."I simply
Angelina's POV"What?"Marco only grinned at me and I felt the tremors from his chuckle escape from his chest."Just kidding."I hit him slightly and his laugh rang like some sort of beautiful symphony in my ears.I could feel the warmth from him increase as he laughed and I leaned in more into that warmth. It felt sublime and nice.But wait, how did he suddenly have such knowledge on what Winston and I had spoken about last night? Unless."Hey did you eavesdrop on us last night?"Anyone else would think Marco would at least be annoyed at the accusation I was making, but he wasn't. He chuckled again as the answer escaped his mouth."No. Winston told me, "I'm coming from his office.""Oh."Marco nodded and smiled."Yes oh. He told me this himself, and trust me he's just as confused as you are about all this. Maybe even more confused if I'm being honest."I smirked."Are you? Being honest, I mean?"Marco only shrugged his shoulders and looked at the ceiling."You think I'm lying, don't
Angelina's POVMarco took me to the lake again.I got a few bars there but not enough. It wasn't enough for me to make a phone call and so we returned back to the manor defeated.I asked where Winston was and Marco told me he was out at the moment. So I had to guess that he had gone back to civilized society and he had simply left me back here to wait for him.That wasn't too bad.I went back into my room and slept for the rest of the day. That was the only thing that excited me now. Sleeping and thinking of a way to get out of hereMarco brought food up for me and gave me a kiss before he left again. I returned the kiss and didn't question why I was doing that. It simply felt natural to an extent.Like kissing Marco was natural and anything else was not.Ella was yet to come back from wherever they took her to and I was yet to recover from the shock that came with living in my room all alone.I woke up this morning to the sun shining in from the open window and I smiled at the way th
Angelina's POV"Can't I just want to see him?"I watched as Winston shook his head and looked away from me."You already promised not to refuse me so you can't okay? You can't refuse not to let me see him."Winston only cocked an incredulous eyebrow up at me and I could tell from the look in his eyes that he had every intention of making me beg for this.The promise didn't mean anything. It meant nothing.He could tell me no and that would be the end of it, but it wouldn't because I still had to see my father. I had to."Please Winston, you promised already, remember?""I remember Angelina but I want to know why you want to see your father. I should at least be able to know why, shouldn't I?"He should truly, but he wouldn't because I wasn't going to tell him anything.What did he expect me to tell him even? That I wanted to see my father because I wanted to ask him if he was indeed the killer everyone here thinks he is, or is it the fact that I needed to tell my father that I have co
Angelina's POVI had listened to Winston's request and in turn he had granted me the permission to go see my father. He had gotten one of his guards to come escort me to the dungeons that were below this place.And looking back on it now, I would say that it had been a good idea that I didn't really think of breaking in here and freeing my father.The odds are that I would have been killed by a werewolf and I wouldn't have even gotten to know that I had been living with them all along.But what an anti-climatic way to discover that I had been living in a manor full of werewolves all this while though.It would have been better if Winston had just told me, or if he had transformed in front of me and gotten me to ride him as he ran through the woods.Marco was probably a werewolf too, but he didn't seem to be like his boss.He wasn't anything like Winston to be honest. I felt something different for both of them and that was what confused me the most.I walked in front of two guards 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