Enzo POV
Four months. It had taken four months to track down the necklace and now it was gone.
Well, half of it.
I stared down at the box which held the broken strand of diamonds, and let the growl rip from my throat.
“Fuck!”
“It’s not a complete loss,” I heard Elijah say as he propped his feet up on the decorative coffee table.
“Fuck you and your ‘glass half full’ philosophy,” I grunted, stalking to the brandy decanter and pouring myself a generous amount.
Eli laughed and stood up casually, straightening his pants back over his prosthetic leg before he swooped in and stole my brandy. I grunted, but didn’t fight him for it, pouring myself another glass instead.
Eli - my sister-in-law’s twin brother - was probably the only person in the world who had truly understood me when I had returned from my failed mission to rescue the werewolf princess. My wounds had been deep, cutting through my flesh as well as my heart. He knew what it was like, having experienced being a captive of a group who hated our kind, just as I had been.
We had both returned from our experiences as changed men, and I was grateful to him for pulling me from the depression which had engulfed me. I was certain that I would have ended my life if it hadn’t been for him.
“What can I say? I’m just a bucket full of sunshine,” Eli teased, taking a leisurely sip of his stolen drink as he sank back onto the sofa. “Just tell the King that you were robbed by a sneaky female, and give him what is left of the necklace. It’s better than nothing.”
“No. I refuse to fail this assignment, not when it was so blatantly my fault,” I grumbled before I took a healthy sip of brandy.
He glanced at me with a confused look on his face for a brief second before clarity struck him.
“No, Enzo. Tell me you’re not taking sleeping tablets again,” he implored, his happy-go-lucky mask slipping to reveal his genuine concern.
“It was just one tablet, so don’t get your panties in a bunch,” I grumbled as I sat down beside him and took a big mouthful of brandy as if it would magically purge the words from my mouth.
“Fuck man, Enzo. It’s a fucking slippery slope. First it’s one tablet, then it’s one a night, then - when that doesn’t work - it’s one a night plus half a bottle of brandy. One day you wake up in a hospital having drunk a bottle of tequila by yourself and overdosed on every tablet you could get your hands on.”
I grimaced at his words, knowing that he spoke from experience. It wasn’t something he ever spoke about - hell, his own twin sister didn’t even know that he had overdosed. But it had been the kick in the arse he needed to get his life back together, and he was terrified that I would go down the same path as him.
I patted my friend on his shoulder, grateful that he was always looking out for me. He might have been younger than me by three years, but he had made up for the years with his experiences.
“Don’t stress, Eli. I will tell you if I end up needing drugs to sleep. It was just a once off occurrence because my brain kept remembering how Milano reacted at the auction when I won the necklace, and I had to wonder if he knew who it had belonged to.”
“Do you think he would have known Princess Katerina? It’s not like he has any links with the werewolf kingdom. As far as I have heard from you, he’s just some human who deals in theft, extortion and prostitution.”
I sighed, having to concede to his wisdom. “Yeah, you’re right. I guess I am just on edge.”
“How about you describe this thief.” Eli switched the subject so rapidly that I almost got whiplash. “I can even draw her.”
I ran my hand over my face and groaned, wishing to the heavens that I hadn’t taken that blasted tablet. I would have at least remembered a bit more about the woman who had stolen from me.
Eli stood up and fetched a notepad and pen from the desk before he returned and sat on the coffee table. He was bloody lucky that the thing didn’t crumble beneath him.
“Okay, what do you remember about her?” he said, sounding so hopeful.
I shrugged and took a sip of brandy before I held the cold glass to my forehead. “I don’t remember much about her - only that she was blonde and small.”
And that her lips tasted of caramel. I could taste her long after she had left, and I wondered if every woman I had ever kissed had tasted of something - I had just been too preoccupied to notice.
“Well, that narrows it down to a couple hundred thousand women here in Rome,” Eli grunted with exasperation as he started sketching on the notepad.
“I know, it’s a needle in a haystack,” I huffed and took another sip of my brandy, only to choke on it when the incredible artist revealed his masterpiece.
A stick figure. The thing didn’t even have hair!
“It’s just like her, right?” he joked. “It belongs in the Louvre.”
I rolled my eyes at him, “I think you’re pronouncing loo wrong. That thing would be better used as toilet paper.”
Eli clutched his chest dramatically, “ouch! A shot straight to the heart. Now I know what your victims feel. No wonder why they call you the Dark Prince.”
I rolled my eyes at his theatrics.
“Tear out a guy’s throat with your human teeth one time, and suddenly you’re a rabid monster,” I grumbled.
Eli chuckled to himself, “you left a few people scarred by that incident. I’m pretty sure that one guy is still in therapy.”
I would be lying if I said that I was proud of my reputation. It served me well, and I made sure that people saw me as the man who was more beast than man.
“I think we need to see video footage. That’s the only way we will find out who this nymph is,” I said, fetching my laptop and opening it up.
A few clicks later, and I was in the surveillance system which ran throughout the hotel.
“You’ve been spending too much time with my sister,” Eli grumbled, obviously not impressed about the hacking skills I had learned from Eliana.
I ignored him, paging through the cameras before I found the one situated in the corridor outside my room. We watched as the footage played backward until the moment she first appeared on my floor.
At least I got part of her description right. She was certainly blonde, her long hair plaited down her back. I couldn’t judge her size properly on the camera, but I was certain that she would be as small as I remembered. She was dressed in a minidress so tight and short that I was pretty sure she had to be one of Milano’s prostitutes.
“Let’s go and find her,” Eli declared.
And I couldn’t agree with him more.
Kat POVI was drowning. The water flooded my lungs as I tried to scream, my clothing dragging me down into the dark depths as shadows hovered above the water. Bright lights flashed across my vision like fireworks as my lungs burned, and then it all went black.“Wake up, Kat, it’s just a nightmare.” I felt a hand press against my mouth and my arms flew out to ward off my attacker. “Stop screaming before you wake up the others!”Giulia’s face was barely visible in the dark room, her warm brown eyes filled with sisterly concern.I nodded my head and she removed her hand, brushing my hair from my face just like a real big sister would do. “Was it the same nightmare again?” she whispered, careful not to wake up the four children who slept on mattresses on the floor.“Yeah,” I whispered back, shivering as the cool night air cut through my pyjamas which were drenched with my own sweat. Giulia tugged the thin blanket up under my chin, looking after me just as she had done ever since that fi
Kat POVI collapsed into bed beside Giulia, utterly exhausted from the day of picking pockets in one of my favourite tourist spots. “What a day,” I groaned, knowing that I needed to go and bathe but I just didn’t have the energy to do so.Giulia nodded sadly, waves of depression seeming to waft from her general direction. “What’s wrong?” I asked, sitting up abruptly to look my friend directly in her eyes. She sniffed and seemed downright pathetic as she said softly, “I can’t see Fabio for the next few weeks. His boss has just come into town and he’s in one hell of a mood.”Enzo Castello, Boss of the Castello family, and the Dark Prince. Even his name sounded as vicious as his reputation. “He took over from his older brother as the Boss a few years ago,” Giulia whispered to me as we lay in our shared bed, “but no one really knows the reason why his brother gave up the position. Fabio did say that it happened shortly after Enzo went missing for a period of time and came back horribly
Kat POV “It’s just down this alley,” Giulia gleamed as she took my hand, guiding me toward the costume shop she knew. Giulia had taken it upon herself to help me find the perfect dress for the fundraiser, and while I was grateful for her help, my sense of style was less dramatic than her own. I guess I was just overly used to wearing neutral colours, whereas Giulia always picked out the bold colours which looked amazing against her dark skin. “Are you sure we are going to find a dress classy enough for me to wear to the fundraiser?” I asked her, unable to keep the doubt from my voice as the costume shop came into view, a few gaudy dresses in the display window. Giulia smiled brightly and tugged me closer as I became more and more certain that I would likely walk out of the shop with a clown costume. “The owner is a friend of mine,” she said, emphasising the ‘friend’ part so that it left no doubt that the man was a client of hers. “I told him about you needing to find a dress an
Enzo POV“I really hate these fundraiser events,” I muttered to Eli as he passed me a drink which I accepted gratefully. Eli chuckled and joined me, pressing his back to the wall which I leaned against. “Would you rather have had your mother attend instead? Valenti would have loved to have attended.” I cringed at the thought. “My mother would have spent my entire budget within the first two minutes walking through the door. You know how gentle her heart is. The images of the children would have been all the motivation needed.”My mother was, in complete contrast to me, an utter angel. “Well, we’re here so we may as well have some fun,” Eli drawled. “I feel like screwing with some of these prissy bitches.” I chuckled as I watched him stride casually to a woman whose mask barely covered the look of disdain at being approached by someone who she felt was below her social standing. “Good luck,” I whispered into my glass as I took another sip of the alcohol. My eyes scanned the rest
Kat POVI could still feel his lips on mine as I undressed and laid the dress carefully over a chair in the corner of the bedroom. Careful not to wake the sleeping children, I crept to the bed and slid beneath the sheets. “Did you have a successful evening?” Giulia whispered to me in the darkness. I contemplated telling her about the Castello, but decided not to. As much as I trusted her, I didn’t really want her to tell Fabio. Chances were that her boyfriend would freak out and make a bigger deal out of it than what it was worth. “Yeah, I think I have got enough to make Mother happy,” I responded, my mind returning to the necklace which was still hidden in my boot. I lay awake for at least an hour, my mind wandering down dangerous paths until I finally fell asleep. I woke up much later than I usually did and had made up my mind. I was going to take the piece of necklace back to Castello. Only, when I fetched my boots from the cupboard and plunged my hand into the one I had hidd
Kat POV“What do you mean, it's gone?” Castello growled at me, his voice low and oozing danger while his face was filled with rage. I stepped backward, bumping into the back of a fancy settee in my efforts to get away from him. “I don't know! It was hidden when I left for the fundraiser, but this morning it was gone. And so was all the money I was going to use to buy my freedom,” I whispered, preparing for the worst possible reaction. A deep growl came from Castello’s direction and I felt cold fear wash over me. No man should be able to make that sound, and yet he almost certainly did. It reminded me of the stories about him - the Dark Prince who prowls around at night, more beast than man. And for the first time since I had heard those stories, did I think that there might be some truth behind them. “Are we just going to pretend that she doesn’t look like her?” Eli piped up as he returned with a bottle of water. “It doesn’t matter who she looks like. She isn’t her. She is human
Kat POVI sat outside the address Castello had given me for hours after the sun had set, waiting for the man and his wife to finally go to bed so that I could break into the house. “Come on,” I groaned, looking at the watch on my wrist. “It’s almost midnight! So much for old people going to bed early.”I twisted my necklace around my finger, playing with the pendant - a nervous habit that I had picked up at some point in my life, I just couldn’t pinpoint when it would have been. Maybe from a time beyond what my memory allowed me access to. I had tried time and time again to remember something from before Giulia found me on the streets in Rome, a gash on the back of my head, blood matting my hair and staining my nightgown. Before that was a blank slate apart from a faint memory of a boy with white hair and eyes of a pale blue calling me as I laughed and ran away through the trees. “It’s not funny, Kat! You’re going to get us both in trouble,” he had shouted in my direction. That was
Kat POV“That’s the third letter delivered,” I announced as I entered Castello’s hotel room, heading straight to the settee and collapsing on it as if I was exhausted. Which I was. I had almost been caught this last time, and I practically ran half the way back to the hotel. Serves me right for pulling something like this off in broad daylight. “You’ve done well,” Enzo said as he came and sat beside me, a slight smile tugging on the corner of his lip. ‘Only four more to go.”I groaned and covered my eyes with my hands, peeking through my fingers when I heard his deep laughter.“It’s not funny,” I snapped at him, folding my arms. “This week I have been attacked by a tiny dog, a rose bush and a man dressed in just a towel. What next?” He tapped his chin thoughtfully, a glint in his eye which should have given away that he wasn’t going to answer my question seriously. “Maybe a car full of clowns.”I shuddered at the thought, “one clown and I am out, Castello. I might need your help, b
Jurgen POVI had expected a tough battle - I think we all had - but some part of me had envisioned it happening on the hills of the Slovenian countryside and not in the parking lot of Enzo’s nightclub. The rogues rushed at us in waves, hoping to overpower us by their sheer numbers, but they were untrained and their fighting was sloppy. Perhaps that was why the Council decided to send in their brainwashed drones.The first soldier who attacked me took me by surprise, his strength and technique so vastly different to that of the rogues. I barely managed to drop him when another launched at me, and then another. I could hear my own heartbeat in my ears as I was confronted by three of the Council’s soldiers, and for a brief moment I doubted my abilities. “You are a blessed wolf, Jurgen,” I gave myself my go-to pep talk. “You were touched by the light of the moon, and you can get through this.” I guess it helped as my hands were soon coated with the blood of one of my attackers, the ot
Enzo POVIt happened so quickly that it was almost as if it had been practiced, like some choreographed scene in one of those cheesy action movies Luca loved. The whole room seemed to shake as the back wall of my club crumbled, and rogues covered in dust and building debris stormed in. I barely saw Jurgen and Vasilios exchange a glance, their unspoken commands to each other once again reminding me of why they were such a great team in battle. If it hadn’t been for the pair of them and their cohesive strength, I would probably have died back when I was being held prisoner by that band of sadistic humans. The sound of Vasilios’s battle cry yanked me from my memories, and I watched as he charged toward the sea of rogues, my brother close behind. “We have to get Kat to safety,” Jurgen shouted above the chaos, grabbing her around the shoulders and steering her back to the front door of the club. “If we can get her into the parking lot, we can hide her away in one of the cars.”Kat opene
Kat POVUnder the cover of darkness, Vasilios’s plane taxied down the short runway and came to a complete stop before the occupants moved an inch. I could see Vasilios’s phone light up as he dialed his mate, the phone ringing only once before I heard Cassie’s concerned voice on the other side of the call. “Are you safe? They haven’t laid any traps, have they? You’re all still alive?”Even in the darkness I could almost see Vasilios roll his eyes in response, and yet he still managed to hide any frustration with his wife as he reassured her that we had arrived back in Slovenia safely. “I still don’t understand why Elle and I have to sit this fight out,” Cassie huffed, and Luca’s head snapped in the phone’s direction at the mention of his mate. Vasilios let out a long sigh, as if he had been waiting for her to say something along those lines. “Love of my life, you need to look after our son. This is going to be a war, and I will not have you in the line of fire - just as Luca would r
Kat POVWhat Fabio had done to Guilia was beyond description, having abused her in absolutely every way possible. The look in her eyes as I had helped her shower, washing the months of filth off of her skin and out of her hair which had become a matted mess, it made me wish that I had stopped her from going with him so long ago. “He lied to me, Kat,” she whispered to me as she sat on my bed while I brushed the knots from her hair. “He said that we were soulmates, but he lied. He has a woman he is mated to, and she’s just as sadistic as he is - if not worse.”I frowned, having suspected that he may not have been her mate. I couldn’t possibly believe that anyone would be able to commit such vile acts against their own mate. “What actually happened?” I finally gathered enough courage to ask her. “You seemed well when I saw you last - but then maybe I wasn’t just paying attention to you with the whole ‘you’re a princess’ revelation.” Guilia turned slightly, taking my hands in her own a
Kat POVA gut wrenching scream filled my ears, and I wasn’t sure if the awful sound was coming from Cassie or Elle. Either way, I couldn’t focus as my body turned cold and I started to shiver as Fabio slumped against me and knocked me to the floor. “Kat!” I heard Enzo shout before Fabio’s weight was hauled off of me and I was scooped up into Enzo’s strong arms. My eyes met his and I could see the unshed tears which glistened in those deep pools of green, paired with that rugged scar across his eye making him look more like a battle weary warrior than the viking. “I’m ok,” I whispered, cupping his face with my right hand. My left hand? Well, it hurt like a bitch! I briefly glanced at it before I looked away, the blood draining from my face as the pain became more acute - almost as if the pain I had felt throughout my body had suddenly shifted to pure agony in my hand.“Fuck, you were shot?” Enzo’s voice dropped an octave as he noticed my bleeding hand. “Of course she was fucking
Kat POVI tasted the bile in my mouth as I watched Fabio’s weapon run up and down Cassie’s arm as he pressed his pelvis against her backside.“What’s wrong, princess?” Fabio chuckled, his hand reaching out to pull Cassie’s hair away from her neck, revealing her mating mark. “Are you jealous that your friend is getting all of my attention? Don’t worry, you will have your turn.”Fabio inspected her mark carefully with his eyes before he bent toward it and licked it, and Cassie reacted in a way any sane woman would. She spun around, her brain taking a backseat in the situation as her hand lashed out and slammed into his cheek in a loud slap.“You bitch,” he raged, pushing her away from him with force.Cassie tripped and fell, her head smashing into the corner of the decorative entrance table.“Cassie!” Elle called out as we watched Cassie collapse, blood oozing from her forehead as she lay on the ground.Elle darted to Cassie’s side and I was about to follow her when I felt Fabio’s hand
Kat POV“Luca has mindlinked me - they shouldn’t be too much longer,” Elle announced as she checked on the sourdough bread she was baking in the oven. Cassie sighed and picked up an orange from the bowl on the kitchen counter. “I still envy your ability to mindlink like that,” she said as she peeled the orange. “Although, knowing Vasilios, he would probably abuse that ability far too often.” She pulled a face as she popped a segment of the orange into her mouth and I bit back a giggle. “Oh, Luca abuses it too,” Elle replied with a wink. “But I guess he likes knowing that I am always there whenever he needs me.”I found myself smiling at the way she described their relationship. “You guys seem like the perfect power couple,” I gushed, leaning against the counter. “I can only hope that Enzo and I can build a relationship as strong and unshakable as yours.” Elle blushed prettily as Cassie smacked me lightly with the back of her hand. “And mine? I hope there is something in my relatio
Enzo POVWatching as that barn burned to the ground evoked dark emotions in me - emotions I had spent the last few years pushing down into the depths of my soul. Emotions of hatred, guilt and despair which ran so deep within me that I had stopped recognising them. But as the flames engulfed that barn of horrors, memories filled my mind and I found myself grappling with the overwhelming emotions once again. “Are you alright, child?” I felt a small hand touch my arm and I looked down at the bruised face of a woman, her split lip and blood-streaked hair a blatant testament to the strength the tiny woman had displayed at the hands of her captors. I nodded, unable to trust my own voice as I turned back to the flames.“You’re lying to me, young man,” she chastised, her hand gripping my arm tighter preventing me from walking away from her.“And what if I am?” I asked boldly.She chuckled lightly, drawing my gaze to her and I almost stumbled backward when my eyes met hers. It was as if she
Jurgen POVWe watched in numb horror as the helicopter set off, only for another two helicopters to join it - each massive machines which could easily carry twelve people. “They’re evacuating!” Enzo shouted, anger turning his voice into a harsh bark. “They would rather run away than face us and fight! Fucking cowards!” Vasilios kicked the barn door, the sound echoing in the silence of the night as he swore under his breath. Luca was equally frustrated by the turn of events, but instead of lashing out like the other two, he stood in silence, his hands in fists by his side as he watched the now empty sky. I sighed inwardly as I shifted back into my human form, the snow crunching beneath my feet and the cool breeze tickling my skin. “Well, what now?” I asked, stretching my neck. Luca shrugged, turning to face the barn and the atrocities that had been committed in its dark interior. “I guess we need to find out how many of their victims are still alive. We need evidence that this was