Wincing as he awoke, Blaze's eyes scanned the cage he was trapped in. His hands were held in cuffs, tethered to the ceiling.He attempted to move, but every motion sent protests through his body. Sandro had personally dealt with him, rendering him powerless. It wasn't that he didn't want to fight back; he simply couldn't. Brianna had stripped him of his will before Sandro's arrival.Upon Blaze's return to the pack after meeting with Arabella, Sandro summoned him. Blaze believed Sandro had asked for him around the Villa, but no one had given him a satisfactory response.Perhaps he had received an answer but coerced it out of them, hence the reason he was summoned.Blaze remained unfazed when Sandro accused him of meeting Arabella. His lack of response had only angered Sandro, who then ordered him to be confined. It wasn't just confinement; he had been subjected to numerous beatings, which he bore without complaint. He believed he deserved every bit of it.However, it was Sandro's decla
"Are you coming with me to the monster's villa, or should I do this alone?" Arabella murmured. Her voice was hoarse from crying too much. Her eyes were swollen and painful, but compared to the ache in her heart, it was nothing.As Thalia didn't respond, Arabella reached for the car door, but Thalia swiftly snatched the keys from her hands, tucking them into her pocket."What the hell?!" Arabella exclaimed, her face contorted in a glare. "I shouldn't have told you my plan. I knew you'd try to stop me!""Of course I will," Thalia said. "I'm trying to reason with you, Bella. Going to Sandro's villa to confront him might be the riskiest decision I've ever heard.""He killed Blaze," Arabella said, her body trembling. "He killed Blaze!""We don't know for sure," Thalia pointed out."Blaze was talking to me, and then the shot rang out. I couldn't hear his voice anymore, Thalia. You might think I'm going crazy, but I heard it," Arabella said, her eyes shimmering with tears once more.She had
"There were two before you, and before them, there were two," Clarisse began. Her voice carried a solemn tone, casting an even more eerie atmosphere in the room where Arabella sat."This has been the way for centuries. Every hundred years, two are born," Clarisse explained."I'm not quite following," Arabella furrowed her brows."It's your history, Arabella. I believe you should have been told earlier, but circumstances arose," Clarisse continued. "It's important for future generations to know about this in case you end up carrying multiple children."Arabella's hand instinctively rested on her stomach as Clarisse acknowledged it. She supposed it was now painfully obvious that she was pregnant. There was no need to conceal it any longer."What do you know about me?" Arabella inquired. She had longed to uncover more about herself and her mother. Despite her father's evasiveness and silence on the matter, her curiosity still gnawed at her."You discovered you have a twin after meeting h
"Is Clarisse the alpha of the pack?" Arabella asked Thalia.She set aside her almost empty cup of coffee before glancing at Thalia. While she could guess that Clarisse held a leadership role in the pack, she couldn't tell if she was the overall head."She's the female alpha," Thalia replied."That's amazing," Arabella mumbled, wondering how a middle-aged woman could gather everyone together to lead them. She had seen many males in the pack, but Arabella knew that being an alpha had little to do with mere strength.Besides, there was something about her she couldn't quite place her fingers on. It felt as though she was a different werewolf. The aura that radiated off her was different from that of the others. Even far different from what she could feel around Thalia.Or maybe she was the one thinking too much.Letting her mind wander back to Blaze, Arabella stared at her phone briefly, sighing when she saw no message as she had hoped. She then glanced up as Clarisse returned, holding a
THE SIN OF THE FATHER(Part One)100 YEARS AGO(Before Allesandro and Arabella were born)MOONSTONE PACK, ASCOTANAllesandro Rocco De Luca, the first, strode into the large room. It was the biggest space in the entire pack house, often used for meetings. The room was now filled with the pack's elders, twenty in total, each wearing a solemn expression.Rocco wasn't unaware of the reason they had gathered; after all, he was the one who had called the meeting. However, he didn't think it was as dire as they were making it out to be."Alpha," the elders said in unison, rising to acknowledge his presence. Rocco nodded and motioned for them to sit."Alpha," one elder stood up. It was Lawrence, the oldest and arguably the wisest among them. He was also the leader of the elders and was the one who spoke most of the time on their behalf.Leaning on his cane, a smile graced his wrinkled face, and his eyes blinked rapidly as he spoke.Rocco couldn't help but marvel at how he still stood despite hi
After navigating her unfamiliar surroundings, Arabella realized she was not as alone in the room as she had thought. She clutched one of the pillars, taking cover behind it as she heard voices."Sandro," Arabella murmured, a frown creasing her face. It sounded remarkably like him, but she couldn't be certain. Besides, she wondered if her sudden transportation here was anything like what had happened to Her, Blaze, Sandro, and Alessia back at Ascotan."No, it's different," she muttered, shaking her head. Clarisse had mentioned that they were experiencing events from a hundred years ago firsthand.Arabella let out a breath, her eyes narrowing as she waited for the approaching figures to reveal themselves. As the footsteps drew nearer, she felt a tap on her shoulder. Instinctively, her hand shot to cover her mouth. She gasped into her hands, her eyes widening as she turned to see who it was."Clarisse," she hissed, glaring. "You scared me.""I'm sorry," Clarisse muttered.Arabella glance
Sandro winced, rubbing the back of his head after colliding with a tall tree. Standing up, he took a deep breath and surveyed the forest surroundings. He was certain he was in some kind of forest, thanks to Clarisse's questionable idea.Arabella was nowhere in sight, and Sandro wondered about her whereabouts. Dusting his hand on the leather jacket he wore, he approached the forest opening, muttering, "What the hell?" His eyes widened as he halted, observing a surreal scene before him – a gathering of a thousand phoenixes as if stumbling upon a slumber party.Their colorful wings concealed their features, giving an impression of deliberate hiding.A cool voice interrupted Sandro, explaining, "It's the Phoenix Rising Ceremony, happening once every 100 years."He turned to see Clarisse."What the hell?" Sandro growled. "Why bring me to a costume party, and where's Arabella?"Not finding Arabella behind Clarisse, he expressed his concern."She's where she should be," Clarisse replied. "A
Arabella had passed the third room, still uncertain about the ghost's intentions. Despite her confusion, she couldn't halt her steps.Each successive room she passed seemed even more sorrowful than the last."Where are you taking me?" Arabella queried as they entered the fourth room."This is where you were executed. You let him fucked you, and he still killed you," the woman disclosed, causing Arabella to frown."I don't understand. I genuinely think you've got the wrong person," Arabella insisted."No, it's you," said the woman, gripping Arabella's hand. Before she could pull away, Arabella's eyes widened, witnessing flashes of Allesandro the first, a woman resembling her, lying in a pool of blood, staining Allesandro the first face."Did you see that?" the woman inquired, releasing Arabella's hand."I still don't understand what's going on," Arabella murmured, caressing her hand."You will soon," the woman assured.As they continued walking, the ghost began recounting their history