ChiaraWhen I woke up, the world was in chaos, and the last thing I remember is being the one who caught Alessio, who free-fell from the sky after pulling a stunt I never thought possible. After that . . . it was a blur. I vaguely remember bringing Alessio to the infirmary, coming to see Nero, and after that there's just nothing.And when I finally got my consciousness back, the first thing that meets me is the pretty face of a strange woman.Her hair is dark and her eyes are almost black. Her face is way too close to mine and I flinch, and that makes me realize that I'm tied by my limbs against the wall. I try to pull on my arms and legs but the shackles that bind me there don't budge at all.The woman suddenly steps back when she sees that I'm up. The expression on her face is strange. Something I never expected from a strong-looking stranger who has me in captivity in her all-white room. The look in her eyes loosely translate to fear. Maybe with a hint of curiosity. "Who are you?
ChiaraI take a deep breath, trying hard not to show my fear even though deep inside, everything is coiling in dread. I wait for Rafael's teeth to sink into my neck and release all kinds of chaos.But to my surprise, the woman with him pushes him off me."What the hell do you think you're doing?" she demands, still shoving him farther and farther away from me as he growls deep in his throat and stares at me hungrily. "You just said you could detect Alessio's scent on her. Why would you even dare try to eat her? Besides, you can do that once we get what we want. But please, for now, I'm begging you to behave."Rafael just smirks and wipes his lips as though he just got denied of a delicious meal. Which I guess in a away he was. But then his expression darkens into a deeper level of malice when he glances at the woman."Since when have you become so weak, Savina?" he asks with his nose curled up in disgust. "And I thought your heart was into this mission. Don't worry, though, I won't ea
AlessioBefore I can ask why I'm being searched for, the guard opened the cell door and secured a cuff around my wrists. At the same time, he put a bag over my head and starts to lead me outside.I want to ask if all these measures are still that necessary, but I think I already know the answer. Evelyn just doesn't trust me, and maybe she shouldn't because right now I'm already subcbconsciously thinking of a way to beat the guard up and escape.Meanwhile, Lazaro seems to be shocked that I'm being summoned. He starts to bang and pummel on his cell door, trying to get the attention of the guard.But of course the guard simply isn't having it, because he just says, "Shut up or I'll put a bag over your head and chain you to that fucking wall!"Lazaro is undeterred. "Why am I being left out here? I didn't do anything wrong! I just want to see my daughter, please. . . ."I have to admit that that caused me to hesitate. I can hear the true longing and regret in his voice, and it contrasts so
Alessio“What’s that?” I demand, looking at Evelyn who starts to stare at the door like she’s waiting for death himself to come in and take her soul. “Were you expecting a visitor?”She completely ignores me, stepping back behind her desk and rummaging through the drawers. She finds a slim silver device with a number pad that she punches on with the force of an angry toddler, then she brings it against her ear.“Hello?” Evelyn calls into the device, her face contorted with worry. “David? David, I need you to check what set those alarms. Send me guards immediately and. . . .”Suddenly, she trails off with an even deeper frown, taking the device away from her ear and staring at it like it would explode any time.“No answer, huh?” I remark in a dry tone, even though my insides are twisting at the thought of the possibilities waiting for us outside.I have to wonder . . . is this some kind of a ploy to scare me? I have to say that that is highly unlikely, considering that I’m already unde
ChiaraMy jaw drops. For an entire moment, my world slips right off its axis and suddenly everything is a mess. I find myself just staring into the distance, right over Savina’s head, wondering if I’m crazy or not.But that’s the thing. I’m not crazy. This is real, and I could swear that I just heard the voice in my head and it told me what it is. It’s my Wolf Spirit, and it’s sentient. It has a name.Vega. It’s pretty, and it’s definitely something I haven’t been hearing much before, so that would explain that this is not just me inventing things out of distress--“Why are you still debunking my presence?” Vega suddenly asks and I flinch.Savina grimaces. “What the fuck is wrong with you?”“Are we going to hurt this woman or not?” Vega asks in clear annoyance. “Don’t make me lose patience with you, girl. I can take over, but I’m being considerate of you since I know that this is something you’re not familiar with. However, if you don’t say anything now, I will have to let you deal wi
AlessioI’m immobilized, perfectly stupefied in my spot like a statue. When my eyes lock with Father’s, everything around me just starts to crumble. The colors, the shapes, the people. Suddenly I’m not in the hallway of Evelyn’s mansion. Suddenly I’m back at the Cavaliere Ombra Pack as a teenager, looking for my mother.“Where is she?” I remember myself asking him one night when I had enough and barged into his study. This was well after my initiation on my birthday. Strangely, he hadn’t punished me for letting the boy--who I know now is Gio--get away. But I hadn’t seen Mother since then. “What did you do to her?”Father looked at me then, and with a dark twinkle in his eyes that I had come to know very well, he smiled gently at me and said, “Your mother is . . . resting.”That’s when I knew that she was gone, and it was time for me to leave. Since then I have felt true freedom. With the Nightlock Crescent people, the family I found in the mafia, and finally with Chiara, even if it wa
AlessioAs soon as Father is out of sight, I hurry out the door and leave. I find Lazaro cramped into a sports car with Evelyn, and still on autopilot, I climb in and off the car goes.Evelyn drives like a maniac, and I can feel myself lurching forward and getting plastered on my seat one too many times, but the only time I manage to snap myself out of it is when we stop in the middle of nowhere.“What now?” Lazaro suddenly asks, and to my surprise, even Evelyn is staring at me expectantly. “We’re well away from the, um, prison.”“We find Chiara,” I say after a beat, unfurling my hands which have been clenched on my lap all this time. “I can retrace her if we go back to the village.”As soon as I say this, uncertainty kicks in and suddenly I’m fully aware of the fact that I don’t in fact know where to start. But having one focus that somewhat makes sense is better than going around aimlessly.And I want to go back for Gio.I turn to Evelyn. “You should find your other men. You need th
Chiara My insides feel hollow as I look at Gio’s face. The small exhale that leaves Alessio’s lips breaks my heart, because that one little sound feels like a collective release of sadness and despair. I swallow hard, trying to hold it back in but the more I look at Gio, the heavier I feel. Alessio sinks to his knees, and in a gesture that completely breaks me, he reaches out and touches Gio’s hand. “I’m here now. I’m sorry I didn’t arrive sooner. . . .” His voice cracks. I crouch close to him, but I can’t bring myself to reach out to him. I just watch as he slowly unties Gio’s body from the tree and lay him down on the grass. Alessio’s breathing becomes unsteady and shaky, but he still runs his palm softly over Gio’s face to close his eyes. “I’m sorry,” Alessio whispers again, and this time I’m not able to hold back my tears. I don’t know why this hurts me so much, in a way that makes me cry like this when Alessio himself is keeping his composure. He just rips a piece of cloth f