Angel's POV The sun dipped low, casting a warm glow across the endless field of lavender as I stood, surrounded by the wonderful scent of lavender. I traced my fingers along the velvety petals, lost in the sea of purple. "Angel," echoed a silvery voice in my head. It didn't sound like Kira's or anyone else's I had heard before. I scanned my surroundings with no luck in finding the mysterious speaker. Fear gripped me, paralyzing my every movement, and there was no one to save me, not even Dante. Suddenly, a woman in a flowing white dress materialized before me. Her expression was as unreadable as the vast cosmos, and her hair, the color of mine, cascaded down her back like a waterfall. "Mom?" I tried to say, but nothing came out. Her once-empty golden eyes now radiated warmth as she extended her hand to gently touch the top of my head. The contact felt hollow, as if she wasn't truly present. Well, she's a ghost now, isn't she? It seems even in dreams, I can't experience th
Angel’s POVI began to follow Jasmine out the door, but he swiftly grabbed me by the waist. "Not you, princess," he purred huskily in my ear, sending a shiver down my spine. I swallowed hard, suddenly aware that he wasn't wearing anything underneath the towel around his waist, and it was pressed against me. "You want me to stay?" "We're mates, we can at least get used to dressing in front of each other. Of course, unless you're uncomfortable-" "No, I agree with that." I walked over to the bed, feeling the warmth of the room against my skin. As I reached for the clothes, I hesitated for a moment, acutely aware of the intimate atmosphere. With a deep breath, I began pulling the oversized shirt up, the fabric brushing against my bare skin. Suddenly, the realization hit me that I didn't have a bra on, and a flush of embarrassment colored my cheeks. "Uhh—" "I'll go first." His eyes locked onto mine as he unwrapped the towel, letting it drop to the floor. I felt a sudden wave of fear,
Angel’s POVI followed him outside to where Rashaad and Jasmine were locked in a heated argument. "What's going on?" Dante demanded. Jasmine rushed up to us. "Dante, tell him you okayed me to go on patrol," she pouted, glaring daggers at Rashaad. "Even if he did, that would be stupid and reckless. You just broke your ribs yesterday!" Rashaad's eyes were ablaze with anger and concern. "Ugh, Rashaad, I'll be fine. Stop tripping, okay?" Jasmine's voice held a touch of irritation as she shifted right before my eyes, the fabric of her clothes tearing away. Rashaad shifted next, and in a blur of fur, they both dashed off. The rate at which werewolves went through clothes in a week had to be criminal. Dante turned to me. "Your turn." I closed my eyes, attempting to concentrate on shifting, but nothing happened. I felt a stab of disappointment. The two times I had shifted so far were involuntary, so I didn't know how to do it on command. Kira, a little help here. I felt her presence a
Dante's POV We all gathered in the conference room. I was relieved that Jasmine had finally found her mate, but shocked that it was Beta Luis. Given he belonged to a different pack, the realization hit me: Jasmine would have to leave with him, a reality I wasn't prepared to embrace just yet. Things would have been much easier if Rashaad had been her mate. Jealousy emanated from him in palpable waves as he occupied the seat beside me. On my other side sat Angel, precisely where the future Luna belonged. Across the table, Jasmine, accompanied by Jalen and Luis, held Luis's hand and gazed at him affectionately. The sight tightened my insides with a sense of disgust. Uncertainty gripped me as I pondered their unexpected presence; it couldn't be for anything positive. The only prior unannounced visit was during the attack on their pack. "Alpha Jalen, what's happening?" I inquired. "One of your wolves entered my territory about an hour ago. Initially, I assumed he had your authoriza
Angel's POVI stormed up the wooden staircase to Dante's room. My emotions were a tangled mess— not anger directed at him, but a hurt confusion regarding David's actions. He appeared content being part of the pack again, so why the sudden change of heart? Why attack members of his own pack to run off? What else could he possibly be hiding?The impulse to go and search for him myself surged through me, but I knew Dante would never allow it. I was already in danger, and venturing out into the woods alone would be reckless. if only I could unlock my powers, I wouldn't need as much protection.Before reaching the room, I abruptly turned around and headed back downstairs. The house was still busy, allowing me to slip out the back door undetected, although Dante could easily find me if he wanted to. I walked until I was right in the middle of the distance between the porch and the woods.Terrified after the events of last night, I was hesitant about being outside. However, the need for pea
Angel’s POV"Is it normal that I can't shift? My wolf says there's some kind of mental block that was only lifted once when I was angry and lost control." I asked Jalen, a tinge of frustration and confusion evident in my voice.He stroked his goatee thoughtfully. "Hmm, interesting. It makes sense to assume that the block will also be removed after you are marked."Everything was starting to click now. The only way I could unlock my true strength was by sealing the mate bond with Dante. Not only would it make me stronger, but it would also enhance his abilities, so it was a win-win for both of us, right?"It's hard to believe that your Alpha was so distracted, and he hasn't even claimed you yet. A wolf as powerful as you should've been marked immediately. You hold incredible potential, Angelique, potential that could be harnessed for the benefit of our alliance."He looked at me with admiration; a look I haven't received in a long time. "I-I can?" I breathed, a glimmer of hope breakin
Dante's POVAngel stood resolute; her beautiful chocolate eyes now clouded with tears. "I, Angelique Baker, of the Wintercrest Nightwalkers, reject you, Dante Greene, Alpha of the Wintercrest Nightwalkers, as my mate."The impact of her words sent me crashing onto the soft grass, my hands instinctively gripping my chest as if I could contain the ache that spread within my being. Each syllable felt like a merciless blow, causing my heart to fracture into a million agonizing shards."Angel, please don't do this," I gasped, my voice strained with the agony of her rejection. Tears blurred my vision as I pleaded with her.She looked down at me, her gaze void of the warmth it once held. "I have no use for you, Dante." Her indifference cut through the air like a bitter wind, leaving me shattered and abandoned as she strode away. I awoke with my body drenched in a cold sweat. In the darkness, I instinctively reached out, but the space beside me lay empty and untouched. Three days, eighteen
Dante’s POVBefore first period even started, I made the impulsive decision to skip the rest of the day. I wasn't even sure why I went to school in the first place; I wasn't in the mood for shit. Oh yeah, to confront my stubborn mate, I reminded myself bitterly, the memory of our tense encounter still fresh in my mind.As the bell rang signaling the end of first period, I wasted no time in leaving. The deserted hallway provided a welcome solitude, and while the absence of others didn't particularly matter, I simply had no desire to be bothered.As I made my way to the entrance, I found my mom outside of her office, leaning against the door. Her arms were folded, and a scowl adorned her features."Dante, are we skipping school today?" she questioned, her tone firm but tinged with concern."Yeah, Mom, I just need a break from the whole mate thing," I admitted quietly, feeling a weight lift off my shoulders with the confession.She pursed her lips, her expression softening slightly. "I
Two years later*Dante's POV "Daddy! Daddy!" Aiden squealed as I lifted him into the air. He had my hazel eyes, brown-curly hair, and the cutest button nose. An urgent knock on my office door interrupted our play. "Dante, there has been news of another attack," Akira announced. From the worry lines on his forehead, I could tell this was a big one. "Alpha Brock's entire pack is dead.""Great," I muttered. "Again, Daddy!" the little boy in my lap demanded, pouting his full lips. "Daddy will play with you in a little while. Why don't you go find Mommy and Norah?"I set him down, and watched his cute, little legs carried him out of the room. I waited patiently for a few minutes before mind-linking my queen. You got him? Yep. We're heading to the garden with your mom. So don't get too paranoid with me being gone, okay? There was playfulness in her tone. Okay, be safe. Come inside immediately if you see anything. I love you. I love you too, forever and always. I knew I had been a bit
Justin's POV My fallen brethren lay scattered on the ground, many of them headless or shredded into pieces. The stench of death was horrific, yet no worse than what I endured in the caves. King Jett was a merciless leader, killing anyone who dared question or defy him without hesitation. Although, it did mean plenty of food for us. He never anticipated losing this war. He was too cocky, too blind to see the errors in his plan. Finally, I came upon his body, which was badly burned. I searched for a spot that hadn't been completely barbecued. "You poor, stupid bastard," I muttered, crouching down and shoving the long, thick needle into the back of his thigh. Pulling up the plunger, I drew the dark liquid into the barrel of the syringe. It's finally mine! How dare Jett try to keep this power all for himself!Wrapping a rubber band around my arm, I inserted the needle into a vein. I pushed the plunger down and immediately felt power flowing through me. It was excruciatingly painful ye
Angel’s POVThe weight of betrayal pressed heavily on my heart as a single tear trailed down my cheek. Swiftly, the knife flew from my hand and sliced across David's jugular, and he fell to the ground. Thankfully, Mom landed softly in the grass. David's dark eyes bore into mine, their life quickly fading. "What did you do?" Mom sobbed loudly and uncontrollably as she wrapped her arms around her dead mate. "Mom, are you okay?" I rushed to her side, panic coursing through me. "Somebody call Doctor Johnson! She needs to go back to the hospital now!" Jalen ran a hand through his hair, frowning. "Uh, about that...he's dead. David killed him." "I know damn well with this large pack, we didn't just have one doctor, right?" I screamed, my frustration boiling over. I can't lose her too! I just can't. But Mom's grip tightened on my hand, drawing my attention back to her. "It's okay, honey.""W-What are you talking about?" I stammered. She...she wants to die?"I want to be with him."With
Angel’s POV The adrenaline kicked in as an ear-splitting growl rippled up my throat. I crouched down and launched myself at Jett, determined to free my mate. Jett released Dante and grabbed me just as I was about to maul his face off, holding my face back as I viciously snapped at him. His claws slashed across my cheek, drawing blood, before he flung me aside. I skidded across the forest floor, stopping just before I hit a tree. Through the pain, I gritted my teeth and pushed myself upright, already feeling the wound heal.Dante snarled. Are you okay? I nodded. Just because Jett used my mom's blood to turn himself into a giant demon wolf didn't mean he was invincible. His silver claws still had no effect on me, I just had to keep them away from Dante. Dante, I want you to stand back now. I promise I can take him. Do you trust me? My voice was steady as I met his gaze, willing him to let me do this. A glint of fear flashed in Dante's eyes, but he nodded and retreated to the edge of
Angel’s POV"Where the fuck did Jett go?" Jalen demanded as he jogged back over to us after removing everyone's cuffs. Peach and Mya went to aid the other warriors. The fighting had finally subsided as the remaining rogues were taken to the dungeon. Now, we only had two more bad guys to deal with. Dante, Jalen, Rashaad, Akira, and I followed David's scent trail. The Moonshine spray must've worn off him because I could smell it clearly. Whether I was going to capture or kill him, I hadn't decided yet, but I had time to figure it out. It was surreal being naked around all these men, yet I still felt confident. I guessed this was normal for werewolves anyway."Eww fuck, I just stepped on a dick with my bare foot!" Rashaad suddenly exclaimed. Akira grimaced. "You might want to burn your foot off, man."I glanced down and shuddered at the thought of what could have happened. I pictured it in flames, hoping Jett would soon face the same fate when I sent him back to hell where he belonged
Angel's POVWar broke out right before my eyes. I needed to free Dante and find out where Jett and David ran off to, but the rogues wouldn't stop attacking me. There was an overwhelming number of them everywhere. Our side was working hard to take them down but avoiding their claws made killing them take longer than usual. Dakari and Brock defended the pack members that couldn't shift. Many of them ran into the forest once the fighting started, but Rashaad, Akira, Peach, Mya, and Cassidy remained by the cage, refusing to leave Dante's side. Mya had somehow found Jett's dick knife and started stabbing any rogue that tried to get past to hurt the others. Noah, I can handle myself. Get all of the wolves who can't shift into the dungeon, so they won't get hurt, I ordered. Giving me one last conflicted glance, Noah yipped and took off into the forest. I continued clawing and tearing into flesh, ripping out throat after throat. Blood was being spilled everywhere from both sides, but to my
Dante’s POVAfter Noah bandaged my abdomen, he was in charge of watching us along with another rogue. Nobody had said a word since we were locked in the cell. We all just waited for our inevitable doom that was fast approaching. Hours seemed to past before David came down. "It's time for the ceremony," he announced coldly. Nobody moved a muscle as he entered the cell. He gave everyone another dose of wolfsbane, besides me. Katherine's heart rate had slowed as soon as we came down here, so they finally had Doc take her to the hospital. Who knew if she would survive or not. If she wasn't Angel's mom, I would've wished death on her just so he could suffer. I glared up at him. "How the fuck could you let him do this to your daughter?" I growled, feeling the muscle in my jaw jumping up and down. "It's not personal, punk. I just need my mate back. I would say you'd never understand, but you will after tonight," he snickered. Not persona
Dante's POV "Alpha, are you okay?" Peach asked softly. She was staring at the dark liquid pooling from my wound. "No, he's not okay. We're all going to die!" "Shut up, Rashaad," Akira hissed. I ignored their bickering and even my own searing pain, focusing on the only thing I cared about. My mate and pups were in danger, and there was nothing I could do about it. We were all chained up to the floor in a black van heading back to North Carolina. Jett, David, and Angel rode in a separate van that was leading the way. He sent the rest of his army on foot. I knew Jett wouldn't try to touch her until the mating ceremony, but just knowing that he was alone with her drove me fucking crazy. There was no way I was letting her go through with this. I'd rather die than let her be raped and mated with the devil himself. The sound of Katherine's moans snapped me out of my thoughts. "Angel," she whimpered. "
Angel’s POVA figure came of the shadows, red eyes piercing through the darkness. He was tall with espresso brown skin and long, black dreads. His nude body was rippled with unnatural muscles, even his ankles were bulging with them. He held a silver blade to Dante's throat while maintaining a tight hold around his neck. Kira lurched forward in my mind, ready to tear them apart, but I pushed her back. Growls erupted all around me, everyone's instincts kicking in from the sight of their Alpha in distress. "Don't attack," I said sternly. They only wanted me, so they had nothing to lose killing Dante. More wolves appeared. There was one I recognized, Justin. His hand was gripping Akira's neck while holding a knife at his side. He forced Akira down onto his knees, but he only looked down at the ground. There was not a single trace of fear in his calm and collected features. Noah growled at his brother. He sneered in response. "I'm just finishing the job that you c