Hello, my lovely readers. I hope you are enjoying Angelica’s journey thus far. Unlike Angelica’s mother, Quinn, Angelica has been sheltered most of her life, because of her parents’ fears, and this is going to be a different kind of journey than her mother’s. It is clear that Angelica isn’t quite as mature as her mother was, and she is going to learn quickly that her sheltered life at home is far different from the world outside of it. Will she grow and mature into a strong Goddess like her mother was, embracing both her sides, or will her sheltered life and her fear of letting people in, stop her from becoming who she was meant to be. Also, will Angelica find what she needs from the warlock to stop this person coming for her. That is all yet to come. Once again, thank you all for your continuous support.
Angelica’s POV My hands gripped the armrests of the chair, as I tried to hold back my powers, which were now threatening to show themselves, but I knew I couldn’t allow them to, not in front of a whole restaurant of innocent humans. Plus, if I allowed them to take over, then I would be validating my mother’s accusations that I wasn’t able to control my powers yet, and I be damned if I was going to prove her right. “What’s the matter sweet stuff? Cat got your tongue?” He now asked me, as he licked his lips, and began to look from my eyes down my body, until his eyes rested on my chest. My knuckles now started to turn white, as I gripped the arms of the chair even tighter, while I began to hear them crack beneath my hands, knowing that I was holding on to the last ounce of restraint I had left in me. Picking my words very carefully, I finally whisper below my breath, knowing that only he would be able to hear me, “If I was
Anglica’s POV “Angelica, please give me a minute to explain myself.” Joffrey pleads with me, as I step off the elevator, finding him already on the top floor, realizing he must have taken the stairs. Pushing my way past him, I say to him, “What’s there to explain? You’re a vamp and you want me for my blood.” “Your blood?” He says to me with a confused look on his face, but I am sure it is all part of his act, and I’m not falling for it again, as I head straight towards the bedroom, wanting to get out of this small damn piece of material, he called a dress. Slamming the bedroom door behind me, I begin to pull the dress over my head, but then the door to the room flies open, making me drop the material back down over my body quickly, as I yell out to him, “What the hell, Joffrey.” “I’m sorry…” He begins to say as he turns away from me, making me think that he is going to give me privacy, but then he turns ba
Angelica’s POV Slowly, I opened the door, before stepping out of the bathroom, and my eyes immediately found Joffrey, sitting on the edge of the bed, with his head hanging low, looking defeated. Awkward silence filled the room as I stood there, not knowing where to start with him, but then he makes the first move by saying to me, “Angelica, please give me a chance to explain.” “Okay.” I said back to him, as I leaned against the wall, thankful that he had made the first move, hopefully telling me what I sought to hear from him. His head rose up to look at me at that moment, and I could see sadness now in his eyes, but also the look of shock that I was giving him this chance to speak. “I don’t know where to start.” He said as he turned his head away from me, like he was ashamed to look at me. “How about you explain to me how you passed Selena’s exam last night at my party.” I suggested to him, wanting desperately to know ho
Angelica’s POV “So, are both your parents like you?” I asked him, before I took a bite of my steak, that Joffrey had ordered us from room service, as the two of us now sat at the small dining table in the room. “No. My father is a full-blooded Alpha, but my mother though is a hybrid like me.” He explains to me, and I couldn’t help but to ask, “So, your Aunt Rosa, is she a hybrid too?” “Yes, but not the same as my mother and I. She doesn’t carry the wolf genetics.” He now says, making my head tilt to the side as I look at him confused now what else she could possibly be mixed with, but he quickly changes the subject by saying, “So this thing that is after you, what do you believe it is?” Shaking my head, I look down at my half-eaten steak on my plate, as I wished that I could tell him about my family’s history, and how my mother and my ancestors were hunted by the Dark Prince for our goddess’ blood. There was no doubt that
Angelica’s POV Voices coming from outside the bedroom door awakened me, while the sun beamed freely into the bedroom, as I quietly got out of bed, throwing on the cozy hotel robe, before I moved towards the door wondering who Joffrey was talking to. A familiar woman’s voice now carried into the room, making me realize that his Aunt Rosa was here, but she sounded like she was in distress. Cracking the bedroom door open, their voices carried freely towards me, and by the sounds of what his Aunt Rosa was saying, the vampires had come back after she had closed the restaurant down, causing damage to it, that was going to take some time to repair. “That girl you had with you last night, caused more problems for me then what I already had. After what they destroyed, I fear I am going to lose the restaurant, because there is no way I’m going to be able to come up with the money they are now demanding I pay, because of her.” I now heard her say
Angelica’s POV With daylight now on our side, and the majority of the vamps nestled up in their nests, with their fill of last night’s riches, Joffrey and I head out into the city to find the warlock that I came here to find. I was giving myself to the end of today to find him, and if I don’t, then I was going to have to make a difficult decision, which was to call my Uncle Tristan, exposing that I was in his city, so that I could warn him what was going on beneath his nose. As Joffrey drove us towards the part of the city called Old Town, he began to warn me about the area. “This part of the city is rough, and it houses a lot of supernatural beings that don’t want to be found. I think it’s best if you let me do the talking.” After what happened last night at his aunt’s restaurant, I couldn’t disagree with him, because I didn’t want to draw any more attention to myself or cause any more problems for him and his family than I already had.
Angelica’s POV An eerie feeling right away hit me, that I wasn’t alone, as I called out to the man “I know you are in here. I just want to talk.” Silence remained filling the air, but as I closed my eyes and tuned into my wolf senses, I could hear his heart beating a mile a minute, telling me that he indeed was still here, and that he was scared. Opening my eyes, I look in the direction that I could hear his heartbeat coming from, as I tried to refrain from using my powers, exposing myself to him, as I squinted my eyes now trying to focus them, by using another one of my wolf’s abilities. Faintly, I could see his figure cowering in the corner of the room, before I called out to him once again, “I am not here to hurt you. I was sent here by a good friend of mine, who said I could find a warlock that goes by the name Alatar.” “My father is dead, but you already know that.” He finally says bitterly to me, breaking his silenc
Angelica’s POV My eyes instantly widened, as I recognize the one from the restaurant last night, making me realize that these two weren’t just men, but vamps. Taking a step back towards the door, as Alatar’s son got to his feet, I knew it was too late to keep him out of this, especially if the vamp recognized me. “Talon, I thought we told you to leave town, and here you are still here.” The one vamp said to him, as he knocked over a pile of books to the floor, while the other vamp from last night turned and looked in my direction. The look of recognition instantly rose on his face, but to my surprise he didn’t say anything, but just stared at me, as if he was trying to tell me something with his eyes. But as I tried to figure out what he was trying to tell me, a loud thud filled the room as the other vamp knocked a bookcase over, and Talon stepped away from them towards me, as he says to him, “I told you I needed a few days to take care
Joffrey’s POV As my canines pierced through Angelica’s flesh to leave my mark, a drop of her blood hit my tongue, awakening something inside of me, as a burst of power rushed through me like a bolt of lightning. Instantly, I realized that this wasn’t normal, and that it wasn’t the mate bond that was causing this surge of power I was feeling from her, but I couldn’t pull away just yet from the feeling it was giving me. Another drop of her blood hit my tongue, and it was clear to me where the source of the power was coming from, but it also made me realize that her blood had awakened my vampire side, as the thirst for her sweet blood began to consume me. A whimper came from Angelica’s lips at that moment, causing my two sides to be at war for the first time in my life. It was clear that what I was doing to her was hurting her, and I wanted to stop so badly, knowing that I was causing her pain, but my vampire side was being relentless, as i
Angelica’s POV Joffrey’s lips now kissed the lobe of my ear, as I began to feel the power from the words, he had just spoken to me. Not only were they tugging at my heart, but they were now having an effect on my soul, as I felt an immense sensation of my own love towards him beginning to rise within me. The mate bond between us was clearly affecting my judgement, but the more I thought about my feelings towards Joffrey, I realized that they started way before I even felt the pull of the mate bond to him. I had felt a connection with him the night of my ball, but the connection I felt with him had nothing to do with our bond, as it couldn’t have had influenced my feelings towards him, because it wasn’t present at the time, and my wolf was locked away, along with the mate bond. The feelings that I had for him were based off my own desires for him, without the need for the bond to help, making me realize that the mate bond didn’t ultimate
Angelica’s POV As I reached into my backpack for another set of clothes, I quickly realized that I was out, making me toss the backpack back to the floor, as I let out a growl of frustration. Tears began to pour down my cheeks, as I no longer could hold back the pain, while I slid to the floor, mad at myself for allowing myself to have feelings for him.If I had just stuck to the plan, and left Joffrey when we had reached the city, I wouldn’t be here right now wallowing in my sorrows. But then on the other hand, I wouldn’t have the sunstone, and even though I knew I needed it, I didn’t know if the pain I was feeling right now was worth it.My heart was broken, and there was no power in this world that could fix that, making me wish that I could turn back time to the night of my ball, and take off like I was wanting too. But Raven had talked me into coming back inside, and that ended up being the worst mistake of my life.What I didn’t understand is how my spell didn’t
Joffrey’s POV For days I had dreamt of this moment, but after coming here and finding out what my fate was to be, I couldn’t bond myself to her until I knew my soul was safe from Hades. The pain that she was feeling now would be nothing compared to the pain of losing me as a marked Luna, and I couldn’t do that to her. I couldn’t be selfish and allow my own wants to shadow her wellbeing, but I also couldn’t bear the pain I was causing her right now. Looking into her eyes, I could see the immense pain she was feeling, along with her anger towards me, which I couldn’t blame her for, because for the past couple of days I had tried to make her see that she was my mate. But after finding out that my soul belonged to Hades, there was a chance that there was no future for us. “Angelica, please let me explain.” I pleaded with her to allow me the opportunity to explain myself to her, because I didn’t want things between us to be like this.
Angelica’s POV A rush of emotions hit me like a ton of bricks, as I realized this wasn’t just a thing between us, or destiny bringing our two families back together again. Now I understood why my wolf shared a connection with his, and why she had listened to him and had locked me away, only to set me free when he pleaded with her too. This whole time he knew we were true mates, fated together by my greatest grandmother, and he didn’t tell me. His wolf came to a halt in front of mine, as he slowly approached us, nuzzling once again against my wolf, just as happy to see her as she was to see him. A part of me was upset with him for not telling me, but another part of me was confused why he had kept this from me. Most of all, I couldn’t understand why my wolf didn’t make this known to me, as it was clear that the connection between his wolf and her had already been made, probably when she had locked me away. I now understood what he had sai
Angelica’s POV This was definitely not part of my plan, which I was now seeing was a bit careless of me. In my defense, how was I to know that he had a whole pack of these beasts, but of course he would because he was a God, and probably had an endless supply of them at his fingertips. One of the hellhounds at that moment barked at me, making me leave out a nervous chuckle, before I said, “Down boy.” As if the beast was a damn dog that was going to listen to me. But to my surprise, the hellhound that I had just commanded began to shift before my eyes, just as if a wolf would turn into a human, but this creature now staring back at me was no human from this realm. His eyes still burned with a flame in them, as he stared at me, and it didn’t take long for me to realize that this creature in front of me had no soul. “Hades demands the soul promised to him.” The creature said with a voice that almost sounded demonic like he w
Angelica’s POV Standing in the middle of the front yard, I watched Joffrey setting up targets just like the ones I had back at home, but little did he know those targets were no match for my own powers that I had. Once he was finished with the last target, he moved to my side, taking my hand into his, before he says, “Try and tap into the sunstone’s powers, but use me as an anchor.” I wanted to tell him about the conversation that I had with Carla, and that I couldn’t tap into the powers of the sunstone, but I knew if I did, he would call this whole thing off, especially if he knew that I couldn’t control its powers. So instead of telling him that, I decided to use my own powers, praying that the sunstone would do its own thing. With my hand in his, I raised my other hand towards the target, calling upon my own powers, before I let a stream of it flow from my fingertips towards the target hitting it dead center like I always do, but the
Angelica’s POV Something had changed in Joffrey’s mind set, making me wonder what happened to cause him to change his mind about me tapping into its power again, but I wasn’t going to question it right now, as long as he was willing not to just hand his soul over to Hades once this was over with. Stepping outside with my hand in Joffrey’s, I spotted his grandmother standing in the middle of the front yard with a woman in a black cloak. The woman’s head instantly turned to look in our direction and as soon as our eyes met, I could sense that she wasn’t just any woman, but a very old and powerful witch. As we walked towards them, I heard Joffrey’s grandmother saying, “Thank you, Carla. I am sorry for having to call upon you, but I had no other choice.” “Madam Eleanor, please do not apologize. I am forever in debt to you and your family for what you have done for me. I have made sure that your land is secure, from the creatu
Joffrey’s POV “What the hell was she thinking? She could have killed herself. It’s clear that the sunstone is too powerful for even her to control.” I said to my grandmother, as I sat on the edge of the bed, holding Angelica’s petite hand in mine, praying that she was going to be okay. “What she was thinking was that she would do whatever it took to save you. She is more powerful than you give her credit for.” My grandmother said as she placed her hand on my shoulder, trying to calm me, but her words did quite the opposite. It was clear that Angelica’s focus was no longer on why we had come here, but on me. For days I had pushed her to feel the bond between us, and now I am seeing that I shouldn’t have. If I had just left well enough alone, she wouldn’t be focused on me and my situation, but on taking the heir down. I had brought her here against my better judgment, and now that she had heard my family’s history, there was no turning bac