ANTONELLA’S POVI was more than hurt. I was angry and heartbroken. I didn’t want to cry especially over something I had no control over but I couldn’t stop the tears from rolling over.I hated my life.Why couldn’t I just get a break for one day?Did I mention that I was angry?My fists clenched and unclenched and I felt like I wanted to punch something.Just for today I thought that things would finally settle and fall in place for me. That I would finally be able to have my happy ending but I was wrong.The evening might have started out perfect but nothing about the way it ended was. I stood in the bathroom, staring at the girl in front of me.I hated her, the way her face looked exactly like her father’s a reminder of the kind of monster he was.I hated that the only thing people could see was a reminder of the pain and anguish my father had caused them, the things and people he took from them. I hated all of it.I felt like I needed a change of face or something.All I ever wante
ANTONELLA’S POV“Can you stop acting like a mad man going crazy and tell me what’s going on? Why are you packing and why do we have to leave?” I questioned him.With the things I found out about Xavier or whatever his name was, I wasn’t ready to follow anyone blindly just yet. Not even Hermes, not with the way he was acting right now.Hermes stopped what he was doing and sighed loudly. “I don’t have time to explain Antonella. Just trust me and go pack up your things. We have to go in a few minutes.”He was stubborn but so was I. I was done trusting people thinking that they the purest intentions for me. And what would Xavier think if I just upped and ran off with Hermes?“You want us to run away from something and you’re not telling me what. Look the time you just wasted telling me to get my things would have been enough for you to explain why you want us to leave. And I’m not leaving until you explain yourself.”I was already in a bad mood, and it was natural that my attitude was jus
DEMONTES’ POVI was told that I was losing my mind and for some time I believed it. I didn’t want to. I was Demontes, the one Alpha who everyone feared. Killing people and taking over the world was something I exceled at. How was it possible that all of a sudden, my mind started to get insane?It didn’t make any sense, nothing did.For days now I had tried to rack my brain around everything but nothing seemed out of the ordinary except with me. It made me hate everyone else for not seeing what I was seeing. It also made me wonder if they were pretending not to have seen anything and were only making a prank out of me.Whoever was doing that and messing with me had to have had help from someone on the inside of my pack. It upset me a great deal knowing there was a mole in my pack.First it was blood on the wall, and then out of the blue it was gone like it was never even there. There just had to be someone who was doing this and I couldn’t wait to get my hands on them.I would surely m
DEMONTES’ POVI stayed rooted in my spot trying to calm my raging nerves. I was tempted to strangle her to death while I reminded her of all the things that she did and that I was not one to be crossed but I held myself in place, acting coolly.I slowly turned, rubbing my face with one hand. “Why Freya?” I asked unable to say anything else.I wanted to understand why she had to go to such lengths and what I did to deserve such treatment from her? We might not have been mate but we were married and we respected each other for years; that’s what I thought at least.Freya looked nonchalant. Not even an ounce of remorse in those cold eyes of hers. She rather looked amused to see me in this position, a state that she put me through.“Why would you do something like this to me, your husband? I thought I was losing my mind. I thought that I was going to end up demented and crazy when in truth you had been the one orchestrating everything? Was it to make people laugh at me?”I waited for an a
XAVIER’S POV“Are you really walking away from me because of that girl?” I heard my Uncle screaming behind me like a crazy old woman who found out that her husband cheated on her on their wedding night.I didn’t bother looking back at him as I walked away. I didn’t blame him for hating the man who murdered his brother and sister in law but Antonella wasn’t the killer and like me he was going to have to see the fact that she was nothing like her father at all. It took me this long to realise it when I had come so close to losing her.She was perfect in every way but like the shit head I was, I hurt her in every way I thought possible. But now that I finally got her to fall for me, I was going to do the one thing I had never done for her – stand up for her.I knew my uncle Carlos was going to be disappointed with me with I’d rather he resented me than for Antonella to doubt my feelings for her. That was a feeling I never wanted to experience again when I was looking forward to a shared
ANTONELLA’S POVI slowly regained consciousness and my eyes fluttered open. My head felt heavy for some reason, banging from the moment I opened my eyes and getting worse as I sat up on the bed. The bed felt different from the one I was used to and it made me question why. Looking at the sheets, they didn’t look like anything I had seen before. My eyes roamed the room, confusion etching my face as I wondered where I was. Memories from that night flashed across my mind and I finally understood how I ended up here. I didn’t even know how long I was out for.I recalled seeing Hermes with my step mother. I recalled him smacking me in the head so hard I passed out just so he could bring me here, wherever this was. I pushed the blanket covering me and I swung my legs over to the side of the bed and planted my feet on the wooden floor.Where was this?And where was he?The room I was in was empty so I tiptoed to the door and pulled it open. Wherever it was that he was, I didn’t care nor did
DEMONTES’ POVI couldn’t recall what had happened to me but when I was able to get my mind together, I saw myself tied to a chair all bloodied. That bitch Freya must have tortured me and wiped the memory of her doing so. At this point, I wasn’t just upset, I was furious with her. I had wounds on my body I had no memory of but they still hurt the same.I pulled at the ropes she had me tied up with and each time I tried to yank them off, it was like something burned my skin. I knew then that the ropes were not ordinary ones; she must have cast a spell on them. But that didn’t deter my anger to try to get out of them. If only I could get my hands on her, she would then understand what it meant to test a man like me. I would teach her to understand that her powers meant nothing against my anger.I watched her walk into the room with that nonchalant look of hers that meant she didn’t care about anyone else but herself and her goals. I couldn’t help the growl that grew in my chest and rumbl
ANTONELLA’S POVMy body shook with fear and I felt a lump form at the back of my throat. I had known him for some time and we got so close and now he wanted to kill me? Just like that like my life didn’t matter to him?He really did use me didn’t he? He became my friend or pretended to just to get close enough to use me as a shield while he killed my father. I didn’t really care what he wanted to do with him but why add me to the list of enemies?I was once again going to suffer for my father’s crime when all I did was be a child who was ignorant to his plans while the old bastard was out living his best life with that witch of his.I stared at Hermes in horror feeling beads of sweat trickle down my forehead. Adrenaline pumped in my veins and my need for survival kicked in. I couldn’t die like this. I just couldn’t.Hermes took one step and grabbed me by the arm. I yanked the arm away and used his distraction to grab onto it again and hit him square on his balls. He yelped in pain and