Sandro's heavy footsteps echoed into the room, making Arabella jump in surprise.He scowled, glaring from Mrs Mabel, who trembled at the sight of him, to Arabella, who tried to act as fearless as possible.Yet, he could see the fear that emerged to the surface every now and then.He was furious. Sandro had overheard all that was said as he was within earshot.He wondered if they realized that. Maybe that was why they looked afraid, although he doubted there was anything for the doctor to be afraid of as she didn't entertain the idea of Arabella aborting the child in her.Tension filled the room, making it hard to breathe. Arabella sensed Sandro's anger radiating from him. When he spoke, his voice was low and menacing."Not if I kill you first," he growled, never taking his eyes off her.He heard. He heard everything that was said. Arabella shuddered, emitting a breath. She flushed a deep shade of red before averting her gaze from him.Yet, she still felt the intensity of his gaze on h
Sitting alone in the small room, Arabella's mind raced with worries. She remained under Sandro's control, wondering why no one had come for her yet. She also thought about Blaze and how he was holding up, whether he was awake and concerned for her.She felt the weight of Sandro's constant presence. He frequently entered the room, either watching her silently or berating her for carrying Blaze's child. She knew she should confess the truth but didn't want to.Feeling trapped, like a bird in a cage, Arabella longed for her freedom, the wind in her hair. Surprisingly, she even missed the Phoenix cave and Orga.Though she vowed not to give him the satisfaction of seeing her defeated, she couldn't deny her discomfort in his presence.Lost in thought, Arabella didn't notice Sandro entering the room until he spoke. Startled, she looked up and met his gaze. "That's news coming from you," he remarked, a trace of amusement in his voice.Confused, Arabella furrowed her brow. "What do you mean?"
Arabella panted heavily, pressing a hand to her chest. The other hand wiped the sweat from her face as she tried to steady her breathing. She glanced around, searching frantically, hoping Sandro hadn't dispatched his guards after her.Somehow, she'd managed to escape. Arabella couldn't quite fathom how it happened, but the moment Sandro exited the room, she found herself outside the pack house. It was as if something had taken hold of her, propelling her deeper into the woods without pause.Arabella mused on whether the guards had been asleep, missing her departure from the room. She also puzzled over how she'd managed to leave a heavily fortified chamber. She concluded that she must have somehow breached the barrier, her determination overcoming the obstacle.Summoning the last reserves of her strength, she burst out of the woods, her gaze fixed on the Phoenix cave, just a short distance away.But she doubted she could reach it.Arabella stumbled, trying to walk further. Her foot cau
The meeting didn't unfold as Arabella had planned. Just as they entered the meeting hall, a loud bang reverberated outside, shaking the entire cave, followed by a shout."Arabellaaaaa!" The unmistakable voice of Sandro echoed throughout the entire cave."Sandro," Arabella winced, her gaze shifting from Blaze to Thalia, then to Orga, and back to Blaze."Sandro," Blaze affirmed with a nod, stepping towards her and encircling her with his arm. He felt her shiver and leaned in, asking softly, "Are you alright?""I am," Arabella muttered, but Blaze wasn't entirely convinced. She was fidgeting with a button on his shirt, and he sighed, gently rubbing his palm up her arm. As much as he wanted to inquire about her well-being, he held back.He believed it wasn't the right moment to broach such matters."What should we do," Arabella whispered, her eyes wide with fear, flickering back to Blaze."We wait to see what's going to happen," Blaze replied. He was certain that making hasty decisions inv
"He's gone berserk," Orga panted, barging into the hall. Sweat and blood coated his face."Berserk?" Arabella asked, her brow tilted."Yeah, you know, when someone is furious? Sandro is beyond furious, and he doesn't resemble the person I saw before," Orga explained. "I doubt we can subdue him without giving him what he wants, considering he's not the main threat right now."Orga was well aware of the threat to Arabella from the very beginning. He knew she had a twin and was familiar with the prophecy that kept them apart. However, he deliberately led her to believe it was Sandro, counting on her intense hatred to push her to unleash her maximum power rather than making her feel at ease."What do you mean you can't handle him?" Arabella asked, her brows furrowed. "He's just one person. You're powerful and possess enough of the Phoenix to take down fifty werewolves!""Sandro isn't just any werewolf," Blaze asserted.Arabella shook her head as she stared at him. "Then what is he?""He's
As Blaze stepped out of the cave, a mysterious force immediately pulled him towards Sandro. He wondered if it was Brianna and her Coven at work, or perhaps it was the cave itself, now that he had left its protective walls.Lost in thought, Blaze strode towards Sandro, who was still focused on the relentless onslaught he was unleashing."Where's Bella?" Sandro snarled, his narrowed eyes fixed on Blaze. He exerted even more strength, releasing the large brick he held. Sandro had used these bricks on the wall while the witches by his side cast spells on the structure. He had initially brought a hundred, but he doubted if there were even half that number remaining.Yet, he hadn't managed to breach it."Blaze," Sandro growled when Blaze didn't respond. "Do I need to force the words out of your mouth?""Arabella won't be coming," Blaze replied, his voice mirroring Sandro's intensity. "It's me you're after; take me with you and do as you please.""You think it's you I want? You must be delus
As Blaze departed, Arabella let out a sigh. She took a step towards the entrance but paused as she heard Thalia's voice."Are you planning to go after him too?" Thalia inquired, her brows raised."No," Arabella replied, then added, "Why?""You've always been this selfish. I wish my brother could see through your charm instead of being blinded by his attraction to you," Thalia retorted."Blaze made it clear that I should stay. Don't you think it would be selfish and foolish of me to put myself in danger after he tried so hard to help me out of it?" Arabella countered. Thalia just shrugged. "I see you have a different opinion."Arabella took another deep breath. Regardless of what Thalia thought of her, she had no intention of making Blaze feel like his efforts were in vain. It would be foolish to leave the cave when she knew Sandro was solely focused on her. She hoped Blaze was safe, as she hadn't heard anything for a while now. Though the attack on the cave's structure hadn't stopped,
"You did a great job, Alexis," Paolo patted Alessia's head."It's Alessia," Alessia muttered, her eyes wandering towards Janice, who lay unconscious on the floor. She stared at her hand before letting out a sigh. It was all her fault. She had attacked Janice. It was all her fault, she muttered over again.For two days now, since they had been miraculously pulled out of Acostan, courtesy of Paolo, Alessia had been at his beck and call. She had done all that he asked her to do, and he promised to give her the freedom she desired, even though she knew it wasn't true. Yet, she had let him use her. Janice was against all that was happening and had confronted her father, but on his order, Janice had knocked her out. It wasn't the first time she'd done it, and it wasn't the second time either."I'll ask the servant to bring in your food," Paolo smiled, striding to the door."My food?" Alessia snarled, her nose wrinkling. "Do you call a slice of bread and water that isn't enough to quench my
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