Alpha Luciano's POVWhen I woke up, my mate was asleep in my arms. My mate. Arabella. It felt like a dream. One I didn't want to wake from.I lost count of the number of times we'd woken up and gone at it again like a couple of bunnies unable to keep our hands off each other.I was sated and my wolf for once was calm and settled within me. I wrapped my hands around her tightly and buried my head in her hair inhaling her sweet scent. I was at peace.Looking back on it, I wondered why I had waited so long to mark her and truly bond with her but I knew the truth. The truth was that if I had done it earlier, it wouldn't have had as much significance as it did to me now after everything we had been through together. I couldn't believe she had forgiven me so quickly after all I had done to her. It went a long way to reinforce the belief I had of her being a good person. I couldn't believe I'd once put her in the same category as her father. One thing life had taught me was the fact that he
Alpha Luciano's POV"Vitalio has gotten acquitted of all the charges against him." Naturally, my wonderful mood had to be ruined by news of Arabella's father roaming free.How had he gotten out of the red tape so quickly?"How much money did he lose buying the police off? How many assets did he liquidate?""Almost, " Mikah looked at his phone. "50 million US dollars worth."I massaged my temples. How on earth was Vitalio still seeing so much money to bail himself out of these sorts of situations? At this point, nothing he did had the ability to surprise me anymore."Keep an eye on him and any other ventures he might put a hand in to recuperate his losses."Mikah bowed. "What has Emery said? Has she broken down yet?""No, Alpha. She insists that you are the only one she will speak with. That she will tell only you the truth regardless of the amount of torture she gets."I nearly rolled my head to the back of my skull. A prisoner and still making demands. I sure knew how to pick my wo
Arabella's POVThe house was massive and the more I explored, the more I found. It was around the same size as the current pack house but this one seemed slightly larger probably because it was empty. The rooms were wide and spacious, a mix of modern and ancient themes. I wondered how many years this pack house had been in use prior to Luciano deciding to move out.It was in a surprisingly pristine shape from all the maintenance Luciano supervised. I thought about how much power an Alpha had over his subjects, that they followed his every command like it was a mandate from heaven, that they could abandon their ancestral home just because it had made him uncomfortable... My father had ruled using that power to foster fear. Luciano's rule was more of a mix from the little experience I had with his pack. There was fear, admiration, love, and pity and like the man, I couldn't make an unbiased assessment of the rule itself."My lady, some fruit perhaps?"I nearly jumped, startled even tho
Alpha Luciano's POVEmery actually looked relieved to see me. I could have laughed if I hadn't been so angry. How stupid could one person be?"Luciano, you came. I knew that you would. We..we have so much history for you to toss me aside like this. I know now that what I did was wrong on so many levels. I made a mistake. Please forgive me."I looked at her dispassionately. Where was her remorse when she had killed my child? Where was it when she had handed Arabella over to a psychopath?"Who are your accomplices?""My accomplices? I don't have any. Luciano, it's not like I was planning it for a long period of time. I had a weak moment. That's all. I'm not a bad person. I really regret what I did."I unlocked the bars of her cell. Emery looked shocked then delighted thinking I was about to set her free. She moved to embrace me and I caught one of her arms and pushed her against the bars."When you speak to me, it will be with the appropriate honorifics." I twisted her arm harder and
Elder Tommaso's POVI ended the call angrily. How exactly could I have stayed calm after getting that sort of news?The man I had sent to infiltrate the old pack house had just called to inform me that the information was impossible because the number of people staying there was too little for him to camouflage as one of them.And he couldn't sneak in because Luciano had kept guards in place outside the grounds on a patrol to ensure there would be no trespassers. The patrol group was also a closely knit group that couldn't be infiltrated.All this just went a long way to prove what I knew to be true. Luciano was hiding something. The only problem now was the fact that I couldn't decipher exactly what he was hiding.This plan might have failed but I would try again. I was not fazed by failure. I would find out exactly what it was that he was hiding.******Arabella's POVI threw down my cards frustrated. Luciano won. Again."How can you be so good? Didn't you say you were just a learn
Elder Tommaso's POVI don't know what exactly I was doing going to Luciano's office. The truth was after staying up almost all night thinking about everything. About how I had been unable to get any information about him and Arabella, I'd begun to wonder at how apart we'd grown that I could no longer trust his words as he could no longer trust mine. I didn't want that sort of relationship with Luciano. He was like the son I never had. Maybe he had been onto something when he'd said that in being ruthless, we were losing ourselves. When I spoke to him, I would explain that everything I did was because I cared about him. I had raised him too well to be bothered by whether he was lying about Arabella being awake or not. If he liked the girl so much, he could keep her. If that was what it took for us to be on the same wavelength again then I would allow it gladly. I reached his office. I opened the door. It was empty. I was shocked, it was almost 10 am. Luciano had a strict work ethic
Emery's POVMy stomach rumbled in complaint. My strength was waning. When Luciano had told me to wait for my punishment, I didn't think it would take so long. I had no idea of the amount of time that had passed. No one came to give me food or water. I tried to reach out through the pack link to contact Mom to know if Luciano had taken his anger at me out on her. So I sat in my cell awaiting my punishment. What else could I do at this point? I had paced so much that I wondered at how the stone floor showed no signs of wear. I was anxious, tense, tired, and weak. I thought about what I could have done to induce a different outcome. Should I have let Anastasia's man kill Arabella that day? Should I have left when Luciano asked me to leave? My mind spun with the possibilities of what ifs and I must have fallen asleep at some point because I woke up to the sound of the door of my cell opening. Luciano stood at the cell door himself. That wasn't right. If he intended to execute me, he
Emery's POVWhen I opened my eyes, I was in an unfamiliar basement. It had a barely functional light bulb and many knickknacks spread about. Where was I?Last I remembered, I was leaving. I hadn't even gone back to my parents' home. I sent Mom a heartfelt letter containing my apology for being such a problematic daughter, asking for her forgiveness and advising her to take this opportunity to leave that man. To leave the person who couldn't give two shits about us. I refused to keep being a burden to her. I left through the back woods to avoid notice. One minute I was leaving this wreck of a pack behind, the next I felt a blunt object hit the back of my head then darkness. Had Luciano changed his mind about sparing me? No, I didn't think so. Luciano wasn't one to attack from behind. He would have killed me and gotten it over with. He was the Alpha after all. No one would even question him. The door creaked open and Elder Tommaso stepped in. My eyes widened with shock as I realized
Alpha Luciano's POVI sat outside the surgical ward as they took the bullet out of Arabella.Uncle Tommaso sat next to me and we were silent for a time."I'm sorry." He began."Me too."I was sorry about a lot of things. I was sorry for the way I had treated him, he was my uncle. The man who had raised me. He deserved better.I was sorry about the way I had treated Arabella in the beginning when she had been as much of a victim as I was. Vitalio Bianchi, may his soul rest in peace had never betrayed my family. Instead, he had been betrayed by his own family."I shouldn't have kidnapped her… you were right. Vengeance is a blade that cuts both the wielder and the person who is cut."I was silent. In my head, I was replaying the scene from earlier on. Seeing Arabella shoot down the man who she had thought to be her father until just seconds ago. I should have felt cheated out of my revenge but I couldn't help but feel like she was the one with a larger claim to it. I wondered what it w
Arabella's POVI was shocked. My father was using me as a human shield? Surely there was a mistake. A misunderstanding because what parent would use their child as a shield?Luciano paused in his tracks but his uncle looked like he could have cared less. As long as he was able to kill my father, he didn't care who else had to lose their life in the process. Luciano raised his hand to stop his uncle, his jaw was clenched and his blue eyes burned an unholy silver."Vitalio, would you really threaten your daughter's life just to ensure your own escape?"My father laughed, his chest vibrating behind me and a chill swept through my veins. "Father?" There was a mistake. There had to be. Maybe he just wanted to use me to escape. He would apologise any minute now and tell me that this was the only way for him to escape with his life. He would tell me–"Shut up you dumb slut." He said his gun digging into the back of my skull. I froze in that moment realizing that I might not know my father
Alpha Luciano's POVThe first thing I did after seeing the warehouse was to mind-link my men. It was on the outskirts of the city. By the time they got here, the fight would be almost over but I wanted them here anyway in case Uncle Tommaso decided to play a fast one on me. That way Arabella would be safe. The limo zoomed off behind us and we entered the building. The moment we entered, gunshots went off. I dropped to the ground and rolled. Before they could begin shooting on the ground, I was already hiding behind some boxes. I pulled out my gun. Vitalio Bianchi did not follow the unspoken terms for the meeting. He had brought in his men. It wasn't like I hadn't expected it. It was Vitalio after all. It was just that I was having a problem connecting someone who was as despicable as him to someone like Arabella.The shots continued to go off but I didn't scent Uncle Tommaso's blood so I knew he was alright.I followed the trajectory of where the gunshots were coming from. One, two,
Elder Tommaso's POVI watched the realization dawn on his face that he couldn't do anything, that he was powerless in this situation. Luciano's face twisted with anger and violence as his grip on me tightened to the extent that my vision blurred. Good. This was the fighter I had raised. I suddenly felt a pang of hope. She hadn't completely killed off the Luciano I knew."If you do not tell me where she is, you will not cross the threshold to this office alive. I will dice you up bit by bit until there is nothing left of you.""If you kill me, Arabella also dies." I pried his now loose fingers from my neck. It was pathetic how easily he had given in once he heard her name. "She is in a very volatile location. If you care for your mate even a little bit, you will have to do exactly what I say to get her back."I saw the unchecked fury and disbelief in his eyes and the way his hands clenched into fists. He obviously wanted to pummel me in but because of his mate, he had restrained hi
Arabella's POVWhen I woke up, I was tied to a chair. The last moments of the fight came to me. How I had fought to the butter end. How someone had jabbed me with a needle. And how it had all gotten dark. Yes, I could remember now. What I couldn't do for the life of me was tell you where exactly I was. I looked around. I was in a basement. It smelt familiar and come to think of it, the painting of the room looked familiar.Someone entered the room. It was Luciano's uncle. I couldn't believe it. I thought he was sick so what had happened? After Luciano had told him about us, had this been his reaction? I thought about the timeline. It hadn't been an hour after Luciano left when those men came. There was only one explanation. He had planned it all. Removed Luciano from the equation so that I would be defenceless.Goddess, I didn't know for sure what was going on but I intended to find out. "Arabella Bianchi." He spat my name out like it was a curse. Maybe it was for him. "You kidn
Arabella's POV"Emery!" She shouldn't have been here. She should have been far far away. I shook her awake but she remained passed out on the ground. I needed to take her in and call Luciano. Then– I smelt wolves approaching. I could smell three of them. They could have been the perimeter guards that Luciano had told me about. But looking at Emery's prone body in front of me, I had my doubts. I pulled Emery into the house and locked the door. I backed away and picked up my phone. I had to inform Luciano. I called him. It rang but he didn't pick up the call. I tried it again with the same result. Someone pounded on the door and I jumped.The door would hold. It would– I saw an indent of a fist in the iron. I took my phone and ran for the side exit in the kitchen. There were only three. I could leave out back before they rounded up to the sides. It was possible they didn't know about that exit. I needed to leave now. I ran to the dining area and the kitchen. I pushed open the doo
Arabella's POVAt this rate, he was going to be late to work. Again. I really had to stop trying to assist him with getting ready for work. It wasn't helping either of us.Luciano pushed me against the wall as our tongues duelled for dominance. I wanted him so fiercely as though an hour ago, we hadn't been at it.His hand moved between my thighs expertly fingering me, I gasped into his kiss riding his fingers as I tightened my grip around his shoulders. His phone rang. We ignored it. I was almost there, my orgasm a few heartbeats away. I grabbed at the zipper of his office pants. I needed him inside me now. The clasp gave way under my ministrations. As I slid my hand down the zipper and Luciano buried his fingers so deep inside me that I was sure he could lose his ring inside me if he tried, the bloody phone rang again and again.I groaned in frustration as he pulled away shortly to pick up the call before settling firmly between my legs to continue touching me. I threw my head ba
Emery's POVWhen I opened my eyes, I was in an unfamiliar basement. It had a barely functional light bulb and many knickknacks spread about. Where was I?Last I remembered, I was leaving. I hadn't even gone back to my parents' home. I sent Mom a heartfelt letter containing my apology for being such a problematic daughter, asking for her forgiveness and advising her to take this opportunity to leave that man. To leave the person who couldn't give two shits about us. I refused to keep being a burden to her. I left through the back woods to avoid notice. One minute I was leaving this wreck of a pack behind, the next I felt a blunt object hit the back of my head then darkness. Had Luciano changed his mind about sparing me? No, I didn't think so. Luciano wasn't one to attack from behind. He would have killed me and gotten it over with. He was the Alpha after all. No one would even question him. The door creaked open and Elder Tommaso stepped in. My eyes widened with shock as I realized
Emery's POVMy stomach rumbled in complaint. My strength was waning. When Luciano had told me to wait for my punishment, I didn't think it would take so long. I had no idea of the amount of time that had passed. No one came to give me food or water. I tried to reach out through the pack link to contact Mom to know if Luciano had taken his anger at me out on her. So I sat in my cell awaiting my punishment. What else could I do at this point? I had paced so much that I wondered at how the stone floor showed no signs of wear. I was anxious, tense, tired, and weak. I thought about what I could have done to induce a different outcome. Should I have let Anastasia's man kill Arabella that day? Should I have left when Luciano asked me to leave? My mind spun with the possibilities of what ifs and I must have fallen asleep at some point because I woke up to the sound of the door of my cell opening. Luciano stood at the cell door himself. That wasn't right. If he intended to execute me, he