After calling Neil, I thought of something else to do to keep myself busy until tomorrow. A thought crossed my mind—the idea of doing something to show appreciation to Lorenzo for finally letting me start work. Yes, it was my right to go to work, and I wasn't obliged to thank Lorenzo for that, but I should also try to build a mutual relationship between Lorenzo and me. I'm his wife now; I should try being a wife. With that thought in mind, I rushed out of the room. My feet hurried down the stairs until I reached the living room, where I spotted Leo sitting opposite the door, watching the entrance. He was always bristling around the house, anxious about the unknown. “Is Lorenzo coming home tonight?” I asked as soon as I was behind Leo. He turned slowly, surprised that I was asking about Lorenzo. “Yes, he's on his way already.” I checked the time; it was still early to make dinner. So, I turned and walked towards the kitchen, where I saw Lily doing some dishes. I tickled her sides f
I was only glad to be going to work that morning after facing Lorenzo's outburst the night before. I woke up much earlier and realized Lorenzo was already gone to take care of his business; good for me. I quickly began to prepare for work. I put on a blue ball-sleeve dress that barely covered my knees. The slit on my neck showed enough cleavage to make mouths water. I slipped into a pair of golden brown cone heels with a perfectly matching handbag. I preferred to tie my hair into a bun, and before I knew it, Leo was driving me to the company. “Stop me at the café.” I ordered some freshly brewed coffee and Neil's snacks before hurrying off to work. I checked the time; I was almost late. Too bad—I had to leave a good impression on my first day. I urged Leo to speed up. I grabbed the stack of Holer files from the brunette at the reception area after we exchanged pleasantries. I noticed my forehead was sweating, but it couldn't match my excitement and anxiety. With Neil's breakfast in
I was back in my office the next day, finishing up with a file that morning when a tall shadow filled my doorway. I looked up to find Neil staring at me. “Have you finished with those files, Lia?” Lia? I almost asked. He had found a name for me? Well, it wasn't that bad. “Almost,” I answered, looking at him. The office phone began to ring, and I quickly picked up the call. “Good morning. Berg Oil Company. This is Mr. Neil's secretary; how may I help you?” “Notry director speaking. We've arranged a venue for the meeting, and it is scheduled for eleven this morning.” I quickly checked my watch; it was past nine. “Isn't that a bit too sudden? We should check our schedule before making such arrangements, don't you think?” “We have to strike the deal today so we can focus on mining as soon as possible. What does your boss say?” I turned to Neil, with one hand pressed against the phone. "I apologize, but the Notry director insisted that the meeting be held today. He says it's urgent
After the meeting, I noticed Karl stop Amelia in a corner while I spoke with the CEO of Notry. I saw Amelia smile innocently at his usual dry jokes. She gave him her hand to shake, but instead of shaking it, Karl placed a kiss on her knuckles. That fool! What was he doing? I tried to control Sphinx from pushing out, as he was already grumbling in anger. What was Karl thinking, flirting with my mate? Karl's lips lingered on Amelia's hand for a moment too long, and I could feel my anger rising. I fought to keep Sphinx at bay, but he was growing increasingly restless, demanding to be released. I couldn't understand why Karl was being so bold—to flirt with my secretary before my very presence. He knew the consequences of his actions, and he might be tasting my rage for the first time today. But even as I was consumed with rage, I couldn't tear my eyes away from the scene unfolding before me. I could see a flash of discomfort in Amelia's eyes. She quickly pulled her hand away from Karl's
A rush of energy flooded my system as I pictured the next good thing coming in. It wasn't my fault that he died. His carelessness had killed him, but it worked just according to plan. I stepped into Sen. Clayton's penthouse with all my hopes high. Logan trudged in behind me into the living room. I inhaled deeply, feeling a sense of satisfaction. “Did you get his biometrics?” I asked without looking back at Logan. “Everything is ready. If you wish to access the vault right away, we can do that as well. But we need to dig more and find the exact location of the vault in the senator's office,” Logan replied as he slowly walked over to stand beside me. "Are you sure we won't have any opposition? Who else knows about the senator's money vault?" "My intel says that only his wife knows how to access the vault mechanically and—she might be the only problem we'll be facing and maybe the only one who knows the exact location of the vault." “Then get me the bitch,” I turned to face Logan, a
I don't know if I'm to shed tears or ignore the news I just got. But I couldn't stop my tears from flowing. He sold me out for nothing. He gave me out to bondage without a cost at least to maintain my dignity and Lorenzo played him real well. I continue sobbing in the car, unable to control my emotions. I am not sure if I'm crying for the fact that I mean nothing in this whole setting or the fact that my father is dead. I try to hold in my tears when I see Neil approaching but instead, the tears poured out. Neil rushed over to my side in the car and held my shoulder.“What's wrong?“ He asked.I feel my throat clog from tears, affecting my voice. “I know he's selfish…” my lips quiver, my chest begin to rise and fall in tears. I see him as a victim. He fell prey to Lorenzo's trickery because he's obsessed and selfish while I got caught in the middle. “But still—he doesn't deserve this…”Neil's arms cross my shoulders and I feel so warm under his arm. His hand rub my bare arm to soothe
I shift uncomfortably on the seat, aware of the tension in the air. “How… how did you know?” I ask Leo, my pulse quickening in fear. I can't even imagine what will happen if Leo tells Lorenzo I left the office without him.“You shouldn't have done that. Do you know how dangerous it is out there for you?” Leo takes ones short glance at me and turns back to the road. “The capo is still battling the Farem group and it isn't funny, yet you take risks that could jeopardize him…”“I thought he said he isn't capable of love. What does it matter to him if I die?” I find myself saying the first thing that comes to my mind without thinking twice. Isn't that what it means? Lorenzo clearly stated he can't love me, so that I won't be used to get to get him. So that the famigilia and his business will not collapse because of love.“It matters to him because you haven't given him an heir! Do you get that now?” Leo shouts. “Lorenzo can only protect you. He can't love you, because caring for someone l
At first, I felt Amelia and I had began to connect. But for the past one week, Amelia has been withdrawn unlike the first day she resumed work. She takes up so much tasks in the office without getting tired and she is extra-punctual. I've tried asking her what the problem is but she doesn't want to say anything relevant, just a couple of “oh, I'm fine, Neil.”Have you tried asking others maybe her bodyguard? Sphinx suggests.I quickly stand from my seat at Sphinx's suggestion and head out of my office instantly. I pass Amelia's office and sight her engrossed in whatever she is doing on the system. I silently walk pass her desk and head for the lobby, where her bodyguard, Leo is.“Hey,” I move closer and sit opposite Leo. His eyes are cold and the way he stares at me and doesn't reply force me to start painting what Amelia must have suffered in Lorenzo's hands to make her become less-human and more of a machine.“Can we talk?” I ask.“If it's something worth discussing,” Leo replies wi
Neil's POVIt's almost a week now and I've been mourning him, loathing myself for his demise.I felt empty, weak and powerless as he was cremated six feet into the ground. I will bear this scar, this burden all my life, as the one who killed his brother. I can't come to accept any other truth, knowing this would not have happened if I had given thought to what mother said few weeks ago about my brother's disappearance. I should have gone in search of my brother and maybe I would have saved him earlier.But now, there seems to be more to this than just losing him to the monster I am yet to know. A monster that operates with shadow and is as dangerous as hell, capable of possessing the soul of a werewolf.I have to dig into this.Who are the 'they' that are coming? And why do they want to wipe all werewolves? His voice is still in my head.A thin line of tear rushed down my face as I stared at his grave; every werewolf in Castros pack had come to pay him their last respects, including m
Neil's POV"Scythe!!!" I screamed in fury with everything in me. The hairs on my body rose in anger. My blood was boiling and the only way to stop this is to have Scythe down and have him pay for everything he put the werewolves of Castros pack through."Scythe!!" I roared again. Heira was pacing angrily within me and any moment from now, he will push out.The air suddenly went still and an ominous silence fell among the ruins of the pack. Cold air suddenly rushed in from all sides and strange shadows began to take shape all around me. Scythe's power has increased judging from the last time. There are more larger and thicker lumps of shadow penetrating the air now. It was cloning itself... more than one Scythe stood before me, ready to attack."You called me." His voice was unusually deep and menacing, resounding like thunder in the environment. But I cared less, he can display an array of powers as much as he wants, but he is going down today.With gritted teeth, I pounced forward on
Neil's POVOne blissful, amazing night with my mate and we are both crawled into each other's arms. Her head rested on my chest while she slept. She is my mate, my Luna with a wolf spirit; a healer. Not only is she a werewolf now, she is also a healer. At once, I wished I had turned her earlier and Cole wouldn't have had to go through all of those things in Europe to save me from silver.I am proud of her; first she awakened her wolf successfully after one bite which was very rare, she was also blessed by the moon with such rare power. And I think that is only a tip of the power of blue wolves.As I mesmerized myself with the thought of what it would feel like finally presenting my mate to Castros pack, a voice suddenly screams into my head through the mind-link.Alpha! Where are you? The pack is in chaos! It was my beta, beta Damien.What's wrong? What's happening?It's the shadow assassin! The pack members are disbanding in fear. So many werewolves have been killed. We only managed
Amelia's POVShe was very focused and carefully navigated the woods like she had been here before. Also, she is very fast, I could tell by the amount of wind brushing past her fur. Neil was behind us... wait, not Neil. It's his wolf!I chuckled in excitement. It's getting interesting.Lydia is beautiful, I heard Neil in my head as our wolves sprinted through the wood's undergrowth.She's charming and very interesting. I love her already, I reply as I laughed. We were beating Neil and his wolf in the race. They can't keep up with us; Lydia is extremely fast.And she's unusually fast! Damn! Heira is struggling to match up to her speed! Neil complained and I took the honor to be proud. I heard his wolf purr as he increased his speed.Catch me if you can, Lydia screamed in excitement.We pounced ahead. But Lydia suddenly paused and turned to Heira.Ok, I think we have arrived the end of the game.I stretched my eyes and saw it's a dead end - a cliff. Heira swiftly transformed back to Neil
Amelia's POVMy whole body quaked even while Neil was licking the wound. His hot tongue flapped the bite marks but that didn't stop the storm I felt within. He pulled away and looked into my face. I thought he was going to let go, because he doesn't know when my wolf will arrive but instead his lips found mine.My lips quivered in his mouth as he kissed me, lips first until our tongues were almost set on fire. I could feel my thigh getting slicker as our mouths continued dancing with each other. Yet, my whole body was on fire; starting from the mark Neil has just placed on my neck to the very pit of my stomach. I began to feel so strange, so alien to my body. I gasped into Neil's mouth while he kissed me because the pains were almost choking me, but Neil's powerful arms held me steadily against his chest as he tried to ease the pains.My fingers dug into his back as it felt as if I could merge in with his body. The pains were throbbing my head and pounding in my chest, like my body wo
Amelia's POVI know my name is Amelia. I remember that face; the face I wake up with every morning, right on my mind. I remember his name; he is Neil Morreti. All the memories we ever shared all rushed into my mind; including the sex in the pool at Arkans. I remember he had saved me but I can't remember what happened that he needed to save me in Arkans. I remember that monster, Logan; he cut off my pinky and promised he would send it to Neil, which he did.One distinct thing I also remember is that Neil is not an ordinary human. He has a wolf; a dark haired wolf that is so strong.I couldn't stop myself from imagining what it felt like having a wolf that you could call on, even when you are in danger. I would speak to her, hear her thoughts and opinions and not a soul will know what we are discussing. I would make her my gist mate. I would smell things from afar, hear any little sound like I wish to, become terribly fast and my punch will be strong enough to break enough bones.That f
Amelia's POVI know my name is Amelia. I remember that face; the face I wake up with every morning, right on my mind. I remember his name; he is Neil Morreti. All the memories we ever shared all rushed into my mind; including the sex in the pool at Arkans. I remember he had saved me but I can't remember what happened that he needed to save me in Arkans. I remember that monster, Logan; he cut off my pinky and promised he would send it to Neil, which he did.One distinct thing I also remember is that Neil is not an ordinary human. He has a wolf; a dark haired wolf that is so strong.I couldn't stop myself from imagining what it felt like having a wolf that you could call on, even when you are in danger. I would speak to her, hear her thoughts and opinions and not a soul will know what we are discussing. I would make her my gist mate. I would smell things from afar, hear any little sound like I wish to, become terribly fast and my punch will be strong enough to break enough bones.That f
Neil's POVI was shocked to the bone marrow. Not once did Amelia stir as her eyes continued piercing mine inquisitively."Is he the bad guy who cut my finger with a knife and laughed while I cried?" She raised her stubby pinky to me and pouted her lips, ready to tear up.I was short of words. She remembered Logan, Karl, me and every other thing except Lorenzo. She doesn't remember the man who was ruthless and cruel to her in the name of marriage. She doesn't remember how he killed her parents or how he led her to the altar and proceeded with the marriage vows with her. She doesn't remember the mafia boss of Chicago, the one who married her for an heir and made life hard for her. She doesn't remember any of it.But seeing this situation, I am going to seize it. I will make sure she never remembers those horrible nightmares with Lorenzo. She will never remember that Lorenzo ever existed, that he ever lived in her life. And that he was her husband. I will make sure those nightmares are f
Neil's POVThe first thing I did was to get Amelia out of that hospital and take her with me back to America. Cole booked us a room in a hotel to stay and watch out for the time being. The situation in America about being the miscreant who took the lives of hundreds of workers in a refinery explosion hasn't been laid to rest yet. But I am not that bothered about it; now I have all that I want, an undisturbed life with my mate.It was late by the time we arrived America. Amelia was sleeping on my shoulder all through the flight. And she looked so weak and sick. The kind that moves me to pity, but it's not pity speaking. I am not pitying my mate. I am deeply concerned about her condition and if Neil Morreti will survive if he loses her. I'll become a shadow of myself and I may not be what you expect me to be anymore but; a loner who has lost control of his emotions and his whole self. I let her freshen up alone and treat herself to a nice meal.I took Amelia to watch the view around the