Arabella was in trouble. That was the only thing on Blaze's mind as he stepped on the gas pedal. Time was running out, and he was sure they'd catch up with her sooner.It was barely one week since he visited her last, and many things had transpired. Many things had fúcking be revealed, including her current location.Also, the blood that was always given to Sandro to restrain him whenever he was on the verge of going berserker was hers.Not only that, she was the fucking Delicate Rose.Blaze creased his brows. It wasn't very clear. He didn't know what was going on. She was declared as Delicate Rose one time, and the other time, she wasn't.He didn't know where all the information came from, but he was sure Sandro had an informant. Someone was giving him all the information, and it was someone he didn't know about.Shit, that same person might have been the one lurking near Arabella's window. For a few seconds, Blaze remembered his conversation with her five days ago. He had assumed she
Thalia stepped towards Blaze's room. It was the second time she was going there today, but he wasn't anywhere to be found. She had discretely asked the other werewolves in the pack about his whereabouts, but none were sure where he went. And most answers were he was on patrol.Even Sandro was sure he was on patrol. But Thalia knew otherwise. She had freaking gone to where he went on patrol to discuss with him, and she saw no one. Not even his scent lingered around to signify he had come.Whilst she asked the other guard, he told her he had come. She figured out all was a lie and he was protecting him. Thalia wondered about the kind of relationship they had, as he had even sworn that he was there.She stepped into his room and glanced around. Her eyes narrowed as she glimpsed a red scarf. Walking towards it, she yanked it off where he had hidden it, and she grimaced.It reeks of Arabella scents. And it was as if he had just brought it in.Blaze knew where Arabella was. He had fúcking
"Shit!" Arabella gasped out, swerving to the side.She breathed out, having missed brushing an SUV. Arabella glanced at Blaze and almost regretted it. He was up the car's roof with no protection whatsoever, and he was opening fire on the people on their trail.Even without being told about who sent those people, she was aware of who was involved.Alessandro De Luca.Arabella grimaced. Since she left the De Luca household, she had assumed he had forgotten about her. Yet, she doubted he'd easily forget when he had threatened her over again.He had told her she would not hide from him forever, and he would kill her no matter what happened.Now, Arabella believed he was keeping to his promise. He had freaking kept tabs on her all this while, and he was going to kill her.She should be the least of his problem because she was just a freaking girl!A powerless one at that!But he made her his topmost mission. Heck, he made her seem as though she was a criminal that should not go unpunished
The night air was frigid, and Blaze jerked awake. His ears perked up as he heard sudden movement from the outside.He nudged Arabella gently, unwrapping her arms around him and rising to his feet.Glancing through the small window, he glimpsed a furry creature that looked like a squirrel; he let out a breath, walking back to the bed.Glancing at the injury, Arabella had tried her best to dress up; he noticed it was healing faster.He didn't know what she did and how it happened; Blaze figured out he passed out after she injected him with things she had seen in the first-aid box.He didn't care to ask her as well; all that mattered was that he was alive.Blaze caressed her hair, which created a halo about her as she slept. Her lips parted slightly, and a soft snore escaped them.Blaze chuckled, shaking his head. He winced at the movement he made as it caused him a terrible headache. He wasn't entirely healed, but he was looking better than earlier.He had Arabella to thank for it. He k
Thalia frowned. It was weird; how Sandro was smiling at her nonsensically made her even more afraid than what Blaze told her.As he stepped towards her, she backed away towards the door."You look creepy." Thalia cleared her throat, attempting to sound normal even though she was scared shitless.She gripped the hem of the dress she donned and counted three as she prepared to run. But luck wasn't on her side.Sandro whooshed towards her and gripped her by her neck. Fuck! He was too fast!He flung her back into the room and sneered.Thalia stuttered, shaking her head as he moved nearer. "S-stop. Whatever is going through your head, you need to stop!"She said the last word a little firmer, but she believed all she said fell on deaf ears as he pounced on her.Sandro gripped her neck, and he leaned into her."It's me, Alessandro!" Thalia shoved his chest. She kicked as his grip tightened on her neck. Her eyes rounded, and she hissed. "You will kill me!"Sandro loosened his grip as he saw
Arabella rolled over the bed and sighed. A smile appeared on her face as she tapped beside her."Blaze." She mumbled. Although he had told her to call him by his given name whilst they were alone. Arabella didn't think she would be calling him that anytime soon as each time she wanted to, she ended up calling him Blaze.Besides, she liked the sound of Blaze better than Cole. She loved how it sounded to her ears."Blaze," She mumbled again. As she got no response, she opened her eyes.The room was semi-dim. Blaze must have shut the windows.Arabella could make out objects in the room from the little light streamed inside from a crack in the door.She glanced towards the bed to realise Blaze wasn't in it.Sitting up abruptly, she ran a hand through her hair."Blaze." She mumbled, walking around the corner of the tiny room.Then she crouched to check underneath the bed. "It is not funny. You are hurt and should not be moving around."Blaze could barely fit under the bed due to his large
Sandro stared at Alessia for a while. She looked somewhat lifeless, and he would have thought she was dead if not for the rise and fall of her chest. Also, her fingers twitched.He gripped the bar of the cage she was in and leaned in. "Alessia."He kicked the cage with his booted feet, as she didn't respond to him. Slowly she lifted her head.Alessia glanced at Sandro through blurry eyes. She didn't know what he wanted with her. She'd prefer he killed her rather than watch her suffer and die.She had lost all hope. No one was coming to save her, not even Blaze, that promised to do his best to let her out of the cage.Ever since his promise, she had not seen or heard from him.Alessia only saw Janice, who did little to nothing to help her situation. It was as if she revelled in what was happening to her, just like Sandro."I'm glad you are not dead," Sandro said.Alessia shut her eyes and opened them again. She could see him clearly, and she saw the frown on his face."I have a few que
Janice swiped at the tears clouding her vision angrily. He had rejected her again. She assumed he would come to accept her as time went by, but she kept getting rejected by him.She knew from the onset that Blaze had his eyes on Arabella. Even when Arabella hadn't come, Blaze never looked at her the way he did to Arabella.And when Arabella left, Janice assumed he would at least have some feelings for her.However, he felt nothing.Janice believed she was naive. She was freaking naive to have pinned too long on him, and worse was, she had let him use her.She wondered if he saw her as a mere tool for pleasure rather than a woman.She sat on the garden bench and brought her knees upwards, wrapping her arms around them; she hugged it and placed her head on it.Janice shuddered. The tears kept pouring out. The rejection hurt, and she doubted she would forget about it.Perhaps, she shouldn't feel as worse as this. But it still hurt."Hey.""Leave me alone," Janice murmured as she felt Fra