FIORELLA"Enough!" Someone disrupted the ceremony, he barked and his very familiar welcoming and loud voice reverberated through the room so loud everyone turned their heads to him except me."I want to combat for her," he continued and I smiled where I stood without looking back. “Vito came for me. Very unbelievable, he probably came to take me back home so he would torture me alone, right?”Typical domineering and territorial Alpha traits.Alfredo growled and faced him head-on. Everyone gasped at Vito's unexpected appearance and I could hear murmurs."How come there are two of them?""Is she really not Michella?"“How can we have two brides?”“I must be seeing things these days.”At these comments I turned around, the combat between Afredo and Vito did not bother me as much as the lady with red hair and my face did.“Was she the Michella everyone mistook me for?” “She definitely is,” my wolf scolded me.I recalled the first day I got here. I was asked why I changed my hair from r
FIORELLA"I Michella Domenico, denounce you Alfredo as my Alpha." Just like that and she was free from his command before he could roll any out.“I knew a day like this will come, a day you'll denounce the pack that made you who you are today!” Alfredo growled.Surprisingly he didn't do anything after that. I had expected the pack warriors to try to fight us, but none of that happened. Alfredo just stood watching Michella and I leave with Vito without as much as a little argument. I was looped on both sides with Fabrizio and Michella on either side.I paused before we exited the long lonely hallway to the exit."You called me sister, why?" I faced Michella and freed myself from her hold. I was a bit suspicious and skeptical. First I had no idea how I had arrived at this Pack."I am your twin sister." My jaw dropped in shock at her words. I grew up as an only child last I recalled."Alfredo separated us at birth and came for you later when he discovered he got the wrong twin but mother
FIORELLA He smiled so charmingly. "Let's go home. I would not rush you. You have every reason to hate me, I would not force myself on you either. Come." He took my hand and led me out into the open space. Home he had said yet I did not protest. Was home now redefined for me? Honestly I was in a dilemma, I wanted to pull him back and crush my lips on his and at the same time I wanted to heave a sigh of relief that I could breathe fresh air, air that was not filled with his smell. By him, I mean that old fool, Alfredo. I followed him like a lamb to slaughter follows the shepherd obediently. I did not protest or complain. When we got out the rush of the wind on my bare skin made me shiver, I immediately rubbed my free hand on my other arm and he stopped. He took off his leather jacket and draped it over me. He did it so carefully I wondered what changed him so much, he even placed a kiss on my hair afterwards. I looked around and noticed the troops he had as company, little wonder
FiorellaI felt his touch and I was comfortable with it. I knew when we arrived but I chose to allow him carry me about. Maybe this was our chance to get connected, since our relationship was already strained and we often fought.I had no plans on fighting with him tonight, I kept my eyes closed as he changed me out of my nightmare, that cursed wedding dress and slipped a sweet dreamy shirt of his on me.I know I sound crazy given that I detest him but I just could not fight it the whirlwind of feelings swirling in me right now.I snuggled even closer to his chest but he paused several times before placing me on the bed. His bed. The same place I never wanted to be seemed, now like a safe haven to me.He hovered over me for a while and I wondered what was going through his mind. I opened my eyes and met his. He started with slow burn passion and as arrogant as we all knew my mate to be he asked permission to kiss me. Lol.This was definitely the case of 'you never know what you have u
PROLOGUETWENTY YEARS AGODECEMBER 25FIORELLA“Dad! You are cheating,” I yelled, glaring playfully at my dad who had just slipped a card out of his pocket.“That’s my win-win card,” Dad said, smiling.He threw the card on top of the other cards.“Game over. I won,” he screamed, laughing loudly.“You didn’t win fairly, you cheated!” I groaned, throwing the cards on the floor.“I won’t play cards with you anymore.”“Ella, sometimes, you don’t always have to play fair. Who says we aren’t allowed to be cunning sometimes to get our victory? Life always doesn’t offer us opportunities to win fairly. If you are always fair, you won’t get anything…”“You and your negative advice all the time,” Mum’s calm voice resonated.“She is only 6 and you keep trying to turn her into a serpent? Ella, make sure not to listen to your dad. Be truthful and play fairly, okay?” Mum countered, taking my hand and leading me away from Dad.“Life isn’t always fair,” Dad mumbled.Not paying any attention to Dad, I
PRESENTFIORELLA“I'm leaving,” I muttered, barely audible.“Alright, don't forget to call…”“Nothing will go wrong, Aurora. I've been working there for over three months. Besides, all the other employees know to avoid me,” I grumbled.“All the same. Make sure to contact me,” she insisted.“I will.”Zipping up my hoodie, I walked over to the door.“You with your drugs?” Aurora asked, approaching me.“Yeah, it's in my hoodie pocket.” I brought out a small container from my hoodie pocket and flashed it on her face.“Remember…”“Keep it next to you at all times, you never know what might go wrong,” I completed her statement.“You sound just like Maria,” she laughed.Smiling, I pull the door to our tiny apartment open and step out. The cold December air, hitting my skin. Stepping further away from the door, I watched different people saunter down the street, some were couples and seemed to be enjoying the snow together, others had happy smiles on their faces. Sighing, I pulled my eye off
FIORELLAA feeling of something cold on my body made my eyes flutter, pulling it open, I realized that my entire body was wet, water dripped from my hair onto my already wet clothes. A splitting headache suddenly hit me, reminding me of how I was knocked out earlier. Grabbing hold of my head, I groaned in pain. “You are finally awake,” A bored voice sounded next to me.Turning around to know the source of the voice, my head hit a heavy metal, it began to ache even more badly. Something wet and cold settled on my eyelids, lifting my hand to my eyelids, I realized it was blood. Not just any blood, my blood!The sight of it made my breathing become shallow, my hands began to tremble and I cowered to a side, no longer bothering to know who had spoken earlier. But who was I kidding? I was in a confined space, a cage. My captors could end my life if they wanted, or they could tear me to pieces like my parents. Tears trailed down my cheeks.“I haven't touched you yet, and you are crying,”
VITOAnger bubbled in my chest as I stared at the lady acting scared in front of me. I've met her type a lot of times, and trust me, I've learnt how to deal with them. These ones act like sheep, they pretend to be scared, but once you turn your back, they claw you. Just last night, I was about to take my bitch to bed, when the Godfather called me over. I felt angry at being disturbed at such an hour of the night, but then, I had no say yet. Meeting him that night, he suddenly threw a mission to my face.“Go to Laurex Hotel, Akim is hosting a party there. I want you to end his life. If you succeed, I'll step down and let you take over as Alpha.”Akim was the beta of the Night Fangs pack, the most dreaded Russian pack. The pack has been at loggerheads with mine for years. They were involved in lots of illegal activities, just like us. They are also famously known for the different drugs they produce. They have a lot of drugs that mess with the head and could suppress one's wolf. They ar