Thalia stared at him. For a moment, she wondered if she should trust him or not. She didn't like the glint in his eyes.But then, she believed she had no choice. He knew who she was. If he had wanted to rat her out the moment he saw her step in, he'd have done so.Instead of coming to do so in a corner and revealing who she was."How can you help me?" Thalia asked, staring around the hall."I know you are here for Sandro's shot, and it is the reason I am already on duty to allow Blaze easy entrance. Although no one knew I was acquainted with him and not even Sandro. It's a secret between us."Thalia nodded. She didn't know the deal between them, but she guessed it would help her this instant."Blaze helped me when I was in need, and I had vowed to help him each time we met. Not only that, but I also vowed to do so to any of his siblings. Good thing he has one."Thalia sighed. "Can I get the cure? It's very crucial.""It's good to see you enjoy it when I talk," Elisha said sarcasticall
First, it was Blaze being a demon wolf. It was as if he couldn't manage the curse he was in.Blaze heard strange voices and things calling unto him. When he was younger, Blaze harmed himself due to the voices and did many horrible things. She was surprised he could manage himself until he fled.Now, it was Sandro.The huge beast before her was Sandro. He was a full fledge bloodlust werewolf and not like anything she had seen before. Thalia could swear it was her first time seeing him.He growled and jumped, but the chain luckily held him back.Thalia saw Francis shivering. He was scared, and so was she. Perhaps, for a different reason entirely."Be careful." She murmured, and he halted.Francis's eyes stayed on her, and he shook his head. "I-I can't." He stuttered.He didn't mean to back down, but this was the worst situation he had ever faced. Seeing Sandro in his beastly form, which had little resemblance to a Werewolf, was frightening. It was enough for him to collapse or run out o
Sandro let out a grunt, and he crawled towards Thalia. She was still unconscious from him having smacked her. He remembered everything that had happened, yet it didn't make him feel any better.He gripped her shoulder, shaking her. Then placed his head on her chest as she didn't move.He felt a pulse, sighed, then grimaced as he glimpsed the blood oozing from the back of her head. She must have slammed into the wall hard when he shoved her.Sandro managed to get to his feet and hoisted her on his shoulder. He staggered towards the door and to the infirmary. Although he was exhausted, Thalia needed more treatment as she had saved him from doing something drastic.He turned to Francis as the door went open. "Make her feel better."Sandro gripped his throat as it began closing up."Are you Alright, Alpha?" Francis asked, moving towards Him."Back off; I am fine!" Sandro extended his hand and gritted his teeth.He felt his canine protruding. He didn't know what was happening. He had never
'There's nothing you can do about it. He needs to be out of the way.'Arabella shook her head and glared at the grey-haired woman before her. "Blaze is mine, and I will never let anyone take my happiness from me the second time. I might be naive before; I am a lot smarter now.""This isn't all about you being smart, Child." Said the woman. "It's about your destiny coming into fulfillment, and that man needs to go!"Arabella gasped as she was yanked forward and then flung backward simultaneously.Her back slammed into a large tree. Arabella's eyes widened, and her eyes darted around the gloomy forest; the woman wasn't in sight, but she knew it wasn't the end.She groaned as she felt a prick on her neck, and she fell to the floor almost immediately, gasping for breath."He needs to go!" A shrill voice said, almost deafening her.Arabella shivered and jerked awake.It was a dream, she reminded herself, and it wasn't the first time it was happening. Ever since she came to the Phoenix pala
Sandro blinked once and then again as soon as he could see clearly.He observed his environment.It was the same as before. It felt the same way, at least; the lush grassland that surrounded everywhere, the calm wind that promised calmness yet hopelessness, the light blue sky that seemed as though all was well until that fateful morning.All memories of the past flooded through him at once, and he winced, clutching his pounding head."On your knees!"Sandro's head snapped to one of the enemies who stormed towards them. He gripped a massive club and swung it in the air.A wide smile adorned his lips as he moved towards them, and his dark eyes glinted."Ezra." Sandro breathed out."Long time no see, old friend." The man named Ezra said, his smile seemingly getting wider. "And might I add, it's great to see you are alive."Sandro scowled at him. Of course, he had lived as he had escaped, but he couldn't say the same for him.Ezra had been his best friend. The only friend he knew until no
Sandro wondered how many more people would betray him. John, Arabella's father, was a trusted man in the gang, and he had betrayed him, getting his mother and mate killed in the process.He was only eighteen years old when it happened. And now, ten years after his father's death and eight years after his mother's, he was in the presence of another betrayer.Ezra was the son of the Alpha of the attacker pack.Sandro believed he should have known what he was up to, but then his naivety was used against him.Even if he did know about it, he didn't think his younger self would have read any meaning to him being an enemy. He only wanted to make friends, and Ezra had been available."I saw you died," Sandro mumbled. He didn't know how Ezra had gotten resurrected, but he was sure he did die."Oh, that's what you call magic and some acting. I insulted your intelligence. Didn't I?" Ezra chuckled.His laughter started irritating Sandro, and he wished he could shove him into the wall and snap hi
"Taking the pack by surprise should be the best thing ever..."Janice tuned out her father's voice and placed a hand over her chin. She licked her lips and furrowed her brows as she stared at nothing.Annalise. Her thoughts were filled with her sister's well-being. She didn't know how she was faring. She didn't know if her secret was known and if Sandro punished Annalise just as he did to Alessia because of Arabella.Her mind was muddled, and she wished she could come up with a good enough answer.She had been in the house with her father for a week now, and nothing much was happening, save for the usual, threatening to kill her if she went against him, trying to force her into doing what she didn't want and plan about the attack on Sandro's pack.Janice didn't know exactly what happened, but according to him, Sandro had what he wanted. And with that, he could make a mighty army.That was all that they wanted. Sandro was after the Delicate Rose blood and looking to make a battalion, l
"Can you drop the knife?" Alessia asked, tilting her hands in the air."No!" Janice grunted. "What do you want from me? I am not Sandro and...""I know," Alessia mumbled. "I am not here to attack you.""Then what do you want?!""I need your help," Alessia mumbled, then staggered forward.Janice furrowed her brows and caught her midway before she fell to the ground."Alessia!" She shook her as her eyes flustered. "What's going on?!""Help me!" Alessia gasped, clutching her side.Janice followed the movement and let out a gasp. A large gash was at the side of her belly. How had she not noticed this? She guessed it was because of her safety, and she was afraid for herself.Glancing around to see if anyone was approaching, Janice hoisted Alessia on her shoulder as she saw no one. She darted across the road and arrived at a secluded area. She stepped into a small building after sniffing the air and dropped Alessia on the floor.Tearing at the light material she donned, she pressed it on th
EPILOGUEFOUR MONTHS LATERSandro stretched his legs, shielding his eyes from the sun with sunglasses. He sighed, running a hand through his hair. Arabella had suggested a vacation by the beach, and they had been here for four months now. He still wanted to fulfill all her wishes, agreeing to everything she desired.Lately, it had been peaceful. Since the altercation with Paolo, there was no imminent threat to Arabella, though he couldn't say the same for himself, which he didn't mind. He didn't believe his enemies would ever cease, as wherever he went, he seemed to attract more.He didn't want to involve Arabella in his dangerous lifestyle, but he also doubted his ability to shield her completely.Alessia had disappeared. When Paolo had died, Sandro had taken the time to scour the building for her before leaving for the Villa, but he hadn't seen any trace of her."Why are you staring at her?"Sandro snapped his head at the sound of Arabella's voice. She stood above him, arms folded. H
Arabella wasn't as tired as she expected. She continued battling, and almost half of the members of the Salvatore house were already down. Although she couldn't unleash her powers to the fullest, she had imbued her knife with magic, enhancing its effectiveness even more.The enchanted blade caused immediate falls to anyone it touched, adding up to a high body count. Despite her victories, the number of foes she faced showed no signs of diminishing.Sandro, absent since his departure, left her uncertain about his fate. Paolo's absence suggested he wasn't defeated, as Paolo would have returned if he had been. Alessia was also nowhere to be found; Arabella wondered if Paolo had taken her with him.Yet, she was glad the merge hadn't happened.***Running after Paolo led Sandro to an unfamiliar location. Uncertain of his whereabouts, he felt a rush of anxiety as his gaze fixed on what appeared to be a full moon at the room's far end, shining brightly. Sandro, feeling a tingling sensation,
Paolo paced nervously, his gaze repeatedly drawn to Arabella, securely bound to the chair. At first glance, she seemed unconscious, her head hanging limply, but a closer look revealed that she was simply staring down."How much longer do we have to wait?" he inquired of Alessia, who had resumed her position inside the pentagram."A few more minutes or the ritual will be incomplete," Alessia replied.Despite the requirement for a special full moon, she had assured them of conjuring the moon to ensure the ritual's success. However, the actual full moon was still two weeks away, and Paolo couldn't afford to wait."Should I resort to force to speed things up?" Paolo clenched his teeth and advanced toward Arabella."I'll break ten fingers and ten toes if you lay a hand on her," Sandro declared, suddenly appearing in the doorway."Sandro," Arabella smiled, relief washing over her at the sight of him. Although she had never been particularly thrilled to see him before, his presence now offer
Goodness!Sandro pressed the gas pedal, driving over the speed limit. Relieved that the road was empty, he was aware that if someone had been there, a collision was inevitable, and he wouldn't have cared.His sole focus was reaching Arabella."Is she foolish enough to go to that guy without telling me?" Gritting his teeth, he tightened his grip on the steering wheel.He had only left to settle some business deal with another pack that he had an alliance with, and it was to get them to fight in the war with him.Of course, he had done all he needed to do, albeit too late.Arabella, that he was trying his best to protect, wasn't even in the villa anymore.His phone rang, and glancing at the screen, he swiped to answer. "If you harm her, Paolo, I'll make sure you regret it. I won't hesitate to take you down with me!""She's still alive, De Luca. Why not come see her condition for yourself?" Paolo replied.Just then, a scream erupted from Arabella, further unsettling Sandro. "Let her go,"
No sooner had Arabella left than a loud boom echoed through the air. Though Thalia wasn't sure if it was an actual cannon, it sure sounded like one."Ah, darn!" she exclaimed, gasping and huddling against the wall. The cannon seemed to have targeted the building, affecting all the rooms. The meeting structure teetered on the verge of collapsing, with the pillars bending sideways."Are you okay?" Elisha asked, pulling her towards a corner."I am. How about you?" Thalia replied, scanning the area to see if others were in the same predicament."What's happening? And where is Bella?" she inquired."The attackers are here," Janice explained. "I overheard their conversation earlier, and I think my father spoke to her. It's why she left.""Why would she do that? That's so foolish!" Thalia hissed."My father is sly, Thalia. I don't know what he must have said to Arabella, but he can kill anyone he wants if she disobeys. She probably left for everyone's safety," Janice reasoned."That doesn't
TWO DAYS LATERThinking all plans would come easily as they were all gathered together, however, the reverse was the case. It was even more difficult to agree with all that was said, especially since it was the last day.Still, there was no attacker in sight, and it didn't seem like anything was going to happen. It was almost noon, and Arabella, Thalia, Elisha, Janice, and Annalise were in the meeting room.Some members were on guard, watching for any activity to report to those inside. However, Sandro, Arabella didn't know where he had gone. He said nothing to her and left the house."He should be here; at least, he's the alpha, and many of these people can listen to him," Elisha said, eyeing the other members in the room, acting as if they were bothered by the current situation."They listen to Bella, too," Thalia said. "She should say something to them."Say something? Arabella didn't know exactly what she was going to say. They weren't the phoenixes, and even though Orga and the r
Sandro awoke the next morning, groaning and turning to his side. "Arabella," he murmured, breathing in her scent before slowly opening his eyes. Using the pad of his thumb, he gently rubbed her cheek to confirm she was really in bed with him. He wondered why she hadn't left after he fell asleep, maybe because she had dozed off too.Gripping a lock of her white hair, he swirled it in his fingers. His free hand moved down to her stomach, caressing it. Sandro grinned as he felt a kick as soon as he touched, retracting his hand as Arabella groaned and turned."Sandro," she murmured, gripping his shirt.Raising his brow, Sandro watched as she began to unbutton his shirt slowly. Her hands slipped into his shirt as soon as she finished unbuttoning."Arabella," Sandro groaned as her hands moved further downwards.He didn't know what she was doing, and the thought of stopping her crossed his mind, but he didn't want to startle her. She seemed deeply asleep, and he hoped she would stop on her o
Sandro's condition hadn't improved; if anything, it had worsened. Arabella doubted it was due to the injury, which had already closed up two days since it happened. She had returned only yesterday to the room and found him sprawled on the bathroom floor.Initially, she thought he had stopped breathing, given his lack of movement, until she checked his pulse. Though she wouldn't admit it, she felt relieved. As much as she detested his behavior towards her, she was relieved he wasn't dead."I hate this," Sandro groaned, snapping Arabella from her thoughts. His lashes fluttered against his cheeks, and he opened his eyes slowly.Frowning, he murmured, "Bella?""Yes," Arabella said, placing her palm on his forehead to check his temperature. "How do you feel today?""Worse," Sandro mumbled, attempting to sit up. His eyes stayed on hers for a long time, making Arabella conscious of what she was wearing. She had opted for one of Sandro's T-shirts as she hadn't had time to do laundry. Now, she
Entering Thalia's room, Arabella made her way to the couch where Thalia sat."Trouble in Paradise?" Thalia raised a brow, sniffing. "I can smell blood on you. Did something happen?""In short, we were attacked by rogues, and Sandro decided to fight them off.""Typical Sandro," Thalia smiled. "But why the blood? Did you both engage in some kind of blood play?""What?" Arabella scoffed, "Never. Just because Blaze is no more doesn't mean I'll forget our moments easily. Besides, Sandro got injured during the fight, and I'm here because he said some really insensitive things.""About you not being receptive to him as you were to Blaze?" Thalia questioned."How do you know? Did you eavesdrop on us?""I'm a werewolf, remember? I can hear things miles away. Plus, your attitude towards him says it all. I've been watching," she said.Arabella shrugged. "I don't think you'd want me to relate with him either. He's been cruel to me, tried to kill me, and took me against my wish.""I know he did aw