In few minutes, I find both bullets and pull them out. I quickly press Neil's shirt against the wounds to stop any excessive bleeding that might come about. I look up at Neil's face and he seems fine now, he's not as pale as a man with blood loss should be. I ease up on my pressure and check the wound — no excessive bleeding but —strangely, the wounds have perfectly healed up. There's no way this should be possible, but I'm seeing it with my own eyes. Neil is no longer bleeding, even the tinniest tear is nowhere to be found. It's as if he never got hurt in the first place. I touch the spots where the bullet holes are supposed to be, to be sure I am not hallucinating, but it's smooth.Before I could withdraw my mind from its far places, Neil's arms curl around me. Yet again, I feel the rush of helplessness, the sinking yielding, the surging tide of warmth that left me limp. I don't know what to think — Neil's body close to mine as we sit on the floor; someone who's supposed to be betwe
My arm remain tight on Neil's chest as I hold him in place. I could feel the tension in his muscles as he strains against my grip, but I'm not ready to let go yet. I know this is the end of Amelia working in his company but I still have to sound this note to Neil.“I am going to tell you this once,” I begin, my voice low and menacing, “stay away from my wife. From today, she cease to be your employee. I am not negotiating. This is not a request, it is a demand. She's mine to protect.”“Yes. I can see that. Just like you protected her from that maniac over there,” Neil jerks his chin to the body at the other side of the room, a sly smile playing across his face.“I am not going to ask you again. Amelia will be safe under my protection and you are not going to interfere even if her life is at risk, otherwise…” I loosen my grip on his chest and stuff my hands into my pockets while staring at his face. “Amelia belongs to me and I am the one in charge of her protection. Anyone interfering w
I tried not to cry after Lorenzo left but I couldn't hold back my tears. The fact that I don't know anything about Neil's condition right now or the fact that Lorenzo has banned me from leaving the house or the fact that even if I die, it doesn't matter to Lorenzo or… I keep shedding tears amidst my line of thoughts. I wrap the sheets around me, holding it tight against me as I cry. Isn't it better to just die or dare running away? Isn't it what I should have done a long time ago?Just then, the door flies open and Lorenzo stepped in. I could feel his dreaded presence but I don't look up.“Sit up,” his cold voice commands but I ignore him. He can do his worst, I don't care. It doesn't matter to me anymore. I don't know what he's back here to do. He already has me locked up in this room.“Amelia I said sit up and remove your clothes,” he commands again and that is when the reality of what is about to happen dawns on me. Lorenzo wants to force himself on me again. The thought of it make
Amelia's POVI cover my mouth with both of my hands as I watch Lily drop to the floor. My chest begin to rise and fall in fear. I try to stifle an incoming scream forming in my throat but I couldn't. I scream out loud, trepidation mounting within me.I stare at Lily's eyes. Her eyes look nothing like being in shock. It is as if she knows what she just did. Taking a bullet for me? I broke down in tears.Just as I am about to drop beside Lily on the floor, I feel strong arms grab mine. I look up to see Leo's eyes staring down at me. I turn to the door where the assailant was supposed to be; I follow it down to the floor where I see his body sprawled in a pool of his own blood. When Leo succeeded in killing him is what I don't know.I reluctantly let Leo drag me behind him. Looking around, the whole rooms are a mess and Lorenzo is nowhere to be found.“The Farem group have succeeded in finding the capo's house and we're under attack now. Capo wants to get you to safety first,” Leo says a
Amelia's POVArms grab mine as I am pulled out of the water. I cough out water and continue coughing as I feel warm in his embrace, though my clothes are wet. When I am relieved from being underwater for sometime, Neil helps me stand to my feet.“Are you okay now?” He asks and I manage a nod.“We're both wet.” He turns to look at the water stretched to infinity and I follow his gaze, not even the slope that launched us into the water is visible. “I'll make a fire to get us warm. Stay here.”“Let me follow you.”“No, you're wet and you might trip. I won't take long.”I nod and let him go. “Please, be quick,” I say, a bit tense about being out here in the wild all alone.I hear the chirping of insects within the forest after Neil left as it starts getting dark. Cold breeze brush against my skin. I rub my arms in an attempt to keep myself warm from the unnerving cold but it's useless. The cutting cold make me so uncomfortable that I suddenly feel goosebumps in my skin like there is somet
Neil's POVI instinctively hold Amelia's hand tightly, my mate instincts taking over. The only thing on my mind is to protect her and keep her safe. The woman before us clicks her gun, ready to pull the trigger.“We arrived here by accident and we'll leave tomorrow.” I point towards the river. The woman takes one long suspicious look at me then at Amelia before she slowly withdraws her gun, ensuring there is no loop before she exhales.“It's dangerous out here. Rogues are at their strongest at nights around here. Come, I'll take you to the village where you can at least spend the night before you leave.”I hesitate though, knowing we were on the run before we arrived here by accident, and having a feeling that this might be a trap as well. At first, I thought to decline. It's not wise accepting an offer from a total stranger but Amelia nudges my back, a sign that she's in. I swallow hard as I nod in acceptance. But I know that if things comes to worse, I'll go all out to ensure I kee
Amelia's POVThe surface of the water in the small pool decorated by beautiful flowers around it, is as smooth as glass, reflecting the light of the single lamp as I mount it on the wall. Sighing in anticipation, I remove my clothes and pile it on a wooden chair across the room and carefully, I descend the worn steps leading into the water. The frigid water laps against my calves, and travels to my hips, my waist and then my shoulders as I reach the bottom of the pool, shuddering in the cold but it feels so refreshing.I shiver in pleasure at the penetrating cold, letting my arms float in the buoyant water as I splash the water against my throat. As my body relaxes, my mind drifts from one thought to another. I wonder how Lorenzo will react to my sudden disappearance; if he will go all out to find me or… if Neil will be in danger when Lorenzo discovers I am with him.But then my thoughts wanders to what it would feel like spending a night with Neil, uninterrupted. Instantly, his scen
Amelia's POVI tremble against him, my body slick and weightless in his arms. Through the blur of my wet lashes, I see his face next to mine — his eyes are dark and hungry as his hands slide up my wet body. His skin is impossibly hot against my hands as I slide my hands into his shirt down his chest.“Amelia,” Neil calls my name, his voice barely audible. “You're driving me insane,” he says in the same voice. Slowly, he drops me back in the water and pries at the buttons on his shirt. Smiling, I try to help him, our fingers slipping and tangling beneath the surface of the pool.When his chest goes bare, I draw my hands down his chest, circling his nipples, with sensations washing across my insides and I feel something pour between my thighs.“Hurry,” I urge, spreading kisses over his face and neck. My tongue enters his mouth, circling his until he gives a laughing groan and yanks more roughly at his pants. The fastening gives way, allowing his erection to spring free. Neil takes the o
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