Rolling on the vast bed, Sandro covered his ears with the pillow as he heard a knock.He sighed and attempted to drift off again but was disrupted as the pounding on the door continued.He opened his eyes slowly and winced as sunlight streaming from the window drifted into it.His half-opened eyes wandered to the large clock on the wall and he shot out of bed.It was mid-afternoon and he was just coming awake. He had never slept this late until today.His bushy straight brows creased as he attempted to recall if he partied last night, but nothing came up.He believed he hadn't done anything to warrant him sleeping late and he was with Arabella throughout as well."Arabella," He mumbled.Sandro leapt out of bed as the image of her lifeless body flashed in his mind."Shít!" He exclaimed.Everything that happened flooded his mind and how he had gotten drunk before sleeping.He had gone overboard with the punishment and she had been unconscious.He didn't know if she was awake now but Fra
It was later in the evening Sandro got back from his search.He booted the door to his room open and walked straight to the bar.Uncapping the cover of the white rum, he poured it to the brim inside the highball glass in front of him."Bítch," Sandro winced as the liquor scorched his throat, "Where could she have been to?"He had gone back to the house he took her from and noticed it was empty. He had even gone as far as to go to the place she was working and no one had seen her ever since the day he took her.Sandro shook his head. The more he thought of her disappearance without footage to show how she was escaping, the stranger it was coming to terms that she had escaped without any help.It was weird but his instinct kept pointing at Blaze being the perpetrator. He knew everything that was going on but he didn't want to say it."That bástárd! I'll pluck out his fúcking traitorous heart!" He downed the rest of the white rum and set the glass on the bar counter before striding out o
"Tell me the truth, Blaze. Did you know about Arabella's whereabouts?" Janice asked as she placed an ice pack on his broken ribs.She flicked his head and giggled as he winced."What is that for?!" Blaze glared, rubbing his temple."I wanted to see if it needs a bandage. And I have gotten my answer.""I'll manage." He said, removing her hand from his head. "I can heal myself, remember?""Oh, that is right. I keep forgetting that. I forgot you were a pure-blood werewolf."Janice bit her lower lip as heat fused into her cheeks at the contact his hand made with her. She grimaced and averted her face."I don't know where Arabella is," Blaze spoke up.Janice's head shot up and she creased her brows, "Then why was he hitting you if you don't know where she went? Sandro is too impatient.""Don't say that in front of him. The last thing I want is to see you getting punished." Blaze warned."Sandro will never punish me!" Janice said and she sighed. "But what he did to Arabella is awful. She do
It was evening and the need for air surged through her mind, Arabella walked to the porch of the large house and into the garden.She sighed, locking the door gently behind her.She stood in front of the house for the first time since she arrived and stared in awe.It was even more beautiful than her imagination had come up with.Her eyes travelled from the tall glass windows to the red fine brick wall of the bungalow.From the room she had been placed in, she had seen how beautiful the view of the outside was and the need to explore had permeated her mind.Even though Blaze had warned her not to leave the safety of the house because of Sandro or any of his soldiers or associates who might be roaming around to do his dirty work, she couldn't keep to the order any longer.Moreover, she doubted Sandro would come looking for her in the quiet environment.It was rather lonely and the house she was in seemed to be farther away from other buildings but she enjoyed the serene ambience of the
Mate? Blaze mused.He hadn't thought of him being with Arabella.She was Sandro's and he never assumed he'd have her even though he had some funny feelings whilst with her.But then, he reckoned his protective nature was due to her being fragile and needing help all the time. He didn't attribute it to anything.'You like her?' Thalia asked again.Blaze snapped out of his thought and his eyes wandered to her. He realized she had changed back to her human form.He stared at Arabella who was still in his arms. Her arms were wrapped around his neck and her chest pressed into his.His heart fluttered at the nearness and his stomach did a flip flop. His nostril flared as her scent wafted in and he let out a groan."I knew you did the moment you tried to keep her away from me and him.""Enough, Thalia." Blaze glared.Arabella jumped and she held him tighter."You can look now." He mumbled."No, please, I'm scared of it." Arabella whimpered."Oh, poor you." Thalia jeered. "All humans are frea
"Bítch!" Sandro grunted as he grasped a fistful of the blonde's hair currently on her knees, going down on him.She moaned and her thin lips stretched out in a wide grin as she removed her mouth from his díck."You like it when I do that?" She asked, licking her bottom lip and smirking at him."Just get it over with." Sandro rasped, guarding her mouth back to his erected length.He shoved himself fully inside her mouth and she gagged.The blonde whom he didn't care to ask for her name as she was only a satisfaction meant for the night trembled as he pounded himself inside her warm mouth.Sandro didn't wait for her to react nor respond to him, he kept going on and on until he released his content inside her opened mouth."That's delicious," She said, licking her lip and swallowing the last bit of his seed in her mouth.She moved towards him slowly and gripped his slack pant but he swatted her hand away.Sandro glared at her. "That's all for now.""You said you'd make me climax multiple
Sandro grimaced as he slid out of the blue convertible car. He pocketed his hands in the blue denim he donned and slipped them out again to caress his chin that was spotting a three-day-old beard.He inhaled deeply and let it out slowly as his nostril flared. A floral fragrance wafted into his nose and he swirled, narrowing his eyes.They stayed on a curvaceous leggy brunette. She donned a burnt orange metallic miniskirt that slid up each time she moved.His eyes travelled to the belly ring she had which was barely covered by the floral crochet crop top she donned.A bright smile adorned her oval face, and she slid the aviator sunglasses she donned down her sharp, straight nose."Fancy seeing you here." She said, Her voice was husky just like how he remembered it the last time he was inside her."Alessandro." She added.The way she said his name all the time above a whisper made his skin tingle. He still reacted to her, and he wondered if he'd ever stopped."Thalia," Sandro mumbled as
Thalia clasped a hand over her mouth to stop herself from screaming as she watched from the distance she was in.She placed her hand on her pounding chest and bit her lower lip.As they dragged away Arabella from the road into the waiting black van, she couldn't ignore the pain that filled Blaze's face.He looked as if he was ready to kill someone. But she knew how being in the mafia works and also, how it was being in the Moon Howlers pack, Alessandro's pack.They didn't tolerate betrayal. Anyone found guilty would get killed instantly.That was the fate of Arabella's father, and it could be her brother's too.She didn't want that for him. As much as she sensed he cared for Arabella, she didn't want him to get in trouble.“Let go of her hand.”Thalia snorted as she heard Blaze grunt out.“It's for the best,” she mumbled to herself, slipping out of her hideout as soon as they were out of sight.She jogged back home and shut the door as soon as she was in.Thalia ran a hand through her
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