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
Angelina's POVWe had just ten minutes to talk so I couldn't ask my father that many questions.Well, I couldn't ask him as many questions as I wanted to and I was mostly overjoyed to know that he was okay.I did have to ask him one question though. A question that I imagined to be the most important one now that I knew what I knew.His answer had been negative and I had been surprised but I didn't show it.Turns out he already knew he was dealing with werewolves. He had known of their existence all along and he hadn't felt that it was safe to let me know the minute I got here.I told him that was a bad idea and he chuckled and told me he knew it was.We didn't speak long enough. We didn't get to talk about a lot of things.I didn't get to tell him of Christine and her journals. I didn't get to tell him about the phone and what it could mean for us. I didn't want to tell him of the fact that I was having feelings I wasn't supposed to have for two of the men here.I didn't but I still
Winston's POV"What did she tell her father?"The guard in front of me shook his head before he replied. '"She didn't really tell him anything. Nothing out of the ordinary at least. She asked him of how he was feeling and if he was still being tortured.""And what was his reply?"The guard puffed out his chest as he spoke and he kept his eyes firmly fixed on the space in front of him. My warriors never looked me in the eye.They were always courteous that way."He replied telling her that he is okay and that he hasn't been allowed to suffer too much. He was more worried about her than anything else."I nodded at that because that was normal. It was normal. It was normal for him to be worried about his daughter and it was normal for him to care about her well being."What did he ask her after that?"The guard shrugged again and shook his head."Nothing else Alpha. They had spoken silently for the rest of the time they spent together and we left them to talk."I sneered."Why would you
Angelina's POVI could tell something was wrong when Winston came to my room. He looked like he had run all the way here, wide eyed and breathless.He had scared me a bit, but then the fear was gone and it was only that comfortable feeling that I always got when I was with him that remained.He asked if he was to enter and I nodded my head.He stood in the middle of the room first and took a look around, his eyes searching and scanning for something.That was five minutes ago.He was still standing in the middle of the room now and he was staring at me strangely like something just wasn't adding up and he couldn't find out what."Were you in danger a minute ago?"I shrugged."You tell me, you've been standing there for over five minutes now so if I was in any danger you would know."He sighed and ran his hand through his hair.He looked genuinely perplexed. Worried even and sort of jittery."Are you sure you weren't in any danger just now?"I nodded."I'm pretty sure I'm fine, Winston
Angelina's POVThe fact that Winston told me not to dress too nice didn't mean I wouldn't dress nice at all. On the contrary, I made sure to look my best. At least better than I had looked for the past few days.I watched as Winston walked into my room and smiled at me. I would have expected something of a compliment. I imagined him telling me how beautiful I looked. It wouldn't have hurt too much but he didn't do that. He didn't do any of that.He simply made his way over to me, flicked a strand of hair over my face and he smiled down at me.Butterflies exploded in my stomach almost immediately and I had to look down to keep the stupid smile on my face away from him.For some odd reason I was sure that he would tease me about it if he saw me blushing from that simple gesture."Are we ready to go?"I nodded and smiled back at him. I could tell that I was acting out of character. I could also tell that Winston suspected that."And not to sound paranoid or anything, but were you feeling
Winston's POVAngelina knew something.She knew a lot of things now, a lot she wasn't telling me and a lot of it that kept her feeling scared and anxious.I could feel her fear. I could feel the way it came and went suddenly, the same way it had been with Christine. No, I couldn't think like that."I'll need to blindfold you now okay?"Her eyes went wide at my words and I could feel that wave of fear coming off her recede. Now she simply looked suspicious.She looked a bit like Angelina again and that gleam had returned to her eyes. The one that held fury and tact. The one that told me she wouldn't follow me anywhere unless I told her exactly what and what the blindfold was for."What do you need to blindfold me for?"I shrugged and looked around. The packhouse felt calm."Trust me?"Angelina shook her head."Not a chance in hell. Unless you tell me why, then no."I stared at her for a while before chuckling and running my hands through my hair. This was Angelina alright, twice as he
Angelina's POVI stumbled in the dark for a while. My body rolling on the bare earth and my skin being scraped on rocks and all the other things that also seemed to want to get a taste of my skin.I rolled to a stop when I hit a tree and I also lost consciousness. When I woke up, confusion was the least of the things that I was feeling at the moment but I opted for catching my breath first.I still didn't understand anything that was currently happening. I would need to do that later.The first thing that came to me was pain, intense pain, the type that ripped through your heart and did its best to shatter the whole of you.The fact struck me and I could feel a panic race through my heart as I stood up hurriedly and ripped the blindfold off my eyes.I was in a forest. I could see a lot of trees around, there was sparse vegetation on the floor of the forest though and I could already tell that this wasn't the same forest I had been staring at for ages now from the safety of my room.Th
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