-Stefan-I have never enjoyed sparring in my life until now. Angelica, was one hell of a warrior, even though I would rather die than say it out loud to let her prove me wrong, there is nothing wrong with recognizing it. “What’s so bad about women being warriors anyway?” She asks as she keeps her hands up to cover her face, but she is jumping from one foot to the other. “Nothing,” I said.“Then why won’t you allow us?” she asked, her face was so serious. She stopped moving and put her hands down as she waited for my answer. “You really want it?” I asked, as I took a step closer and looked her directly in her eyes. “Yes,” her reply was so soft that I almost didn’t hear it. “Why?” A question that I had been wanting to ask, specifically to her after seeing how she had protected my son. How she almost died trying to protect another warrior. And how she placed herself in danger once again just to help Ethan. And just because I was trying to keep them, especially her alive, I am the
-Angelica-I lost…I was handling myself and I knew that I had a chance to win the match but then my son came and I was distracted. I have to give it to him, he really did well more than I expected him to. But there was something about the way we spar that made me question what I know once again. Especially what Angeline, the old me, really meant to him. This was the second time he had called me by my real name, the name I had buried along with the knowledge of my death. I have to admit that hearing him call me by that name took me off guard, especially with the way his eyes changed and morphed into a deep dark pit of nothingness. He looked so haunted that it would seem as if he really mourned the loss of me in his life.Still, I can’t believe that because it might just be like one of those plays that he used to do with me. And all of what I was seeing was just part of a big act. “So,” I heard the voice I was so used to hearing as he offered his hand to me so that I could stand up.
-Ethan-I thought I had it under control.I thought I understood where I stand. But why did it seem like I was letting Stefan take her again like he did before? Why does it feel like I am letting her go again?Is that even what I really want?I was never the type of man who would force himself on someone. But seeing her with him, my best friend, the man who hurt her so much that she was willing to give up her chance at happiness so that she could have her revenge.Every time they share a moment and yes, there was a lot, I feel my blood reach the boiling point, preparing to explode. I know that all of those sultry looks and touches that Angeline made as part of the seduction that she learned from my sister to lure Stefan in as she ta
-Angeline-I know that he was there before I saw him and I have a feeling that he would continue to stay hidden unless I asked him not to.“I know you’re there,” I said in a voice only the two of us could hear.I watched as he took a step out from the shadow of my living room and walked towards the side of my window where he leaned against the wall.“You lost,” he said declaring the obvious. But there was something about his demeanor that was different. Something in his aura that seemed to have changed. I can feel it in the air. The tension that was slowly growing between us, was too sensitive to touch. That if we forced it, it would explode like a nuclear bomb.I took a look in his direction, letting h
-Stefan-I won. I don’t know why I was so happy about it that I can’t seem to stop smiling. “Was winning that important to you?” Elias asked as he sat in front of my desk in my office. “Winning against her is,” I said, still smiling. “There’s something about you and her,” Elias said but this time he was serious. “What do you mean?” I asked pretending all innocent even though there wasn’t anything innocent about it. I knew from the moment that I accepted her challenge that there was no turning back. Especially after I heard the story about how she had lost someone just like me. Even though we were both sparring and fighting to win a challenge, I feel like we connected more. It’s like we are two broken souls aching to find some meaning in our lives. Something that makes living in this hellhole worthwhile. “Stop pretending, Stefan,” Elias said without any room for humor. “You know exactly what I mean.”Yup, I know exactly what he meant. Which is why I am enjoying torturing him.
-Angeline-Nothing seems to have changed since Stefan won against me just two days ago except with Ethan going back to his pack.He never approached me again after that night at my house. Elias on the other hand became more stricter when it came to our training. He sought my assistance when it came to teaching the other she-wolves of the Black Shadow the most basic defense and offense moves that I knew and that the training with Ethan with begin with our basic knowledge once he visited us once again.Stefan on the other hasn’t claimed any of his wishes yet which made me a bit nervous somehow. There are times when I just want to rush into his room and ask him to just tell me whatever it was that he wanted to just get it over and done with. But I know that I can’t do that. I sighed as the anxiety of not knowing started to swallow me whole. “What’s wrong?” Lina asked.“Nothing,” I said shaking my head as I continued to do my stretches. “We both know that’s a lie,” Martha said knowi
-Stefan-I never stopped thinking about her. And for the first time after Angeline’s death, I now have something that I look forward to. Something that I realized I missed. Like how I missed talking to Angeline even through text. How I miss being taken care of by her, especially with the extra details that she makes sure I would see. I miss her baking, specifically because Angeline can’t cook. The memory of her trying to make me breakfast flashes in my mind. Especially her facial reaction when she found out that I was lying when I told her that I love her cooking so much. If I sum it all up, I would say that I was really one lucky man. Unfortunately, I was also stupid. I sigh, as my frustration and guilt combine, letting me remember all my regrets and the reason why I was alone right now, despite being married to Claire. I know that if Angeline was here things would have been a lot different than what it is now, especially with our son.She would have been a wonderful mom, I jus
-Ethan-It’s been a while since I won against Stefan and god I love it so much!It was both refreshing and amazing to watch. I would lie if I said that it didn’t feel good because it did. I enjoyed watching the way he tried to hide the shock on his face when I told his stupid-ass wife that Angelica is my girlfriend. Well, I just did that to save Angeline from further damage and honestly, I can’t believe that Stefan just let Claire treat Angeline the way. Damn, that woman should be tied up and whipped in front of everyone to learn her lesson. “You shouldn’t have done that,” Angeline hissed the moment she walked in. “Hello, Anj–,” Lucas greeted but stopped when he saw her mood and was just not sure what to call her. “Hi, Lucas,” Angeline greeted as she passed him by. “What were you thinking?” Angeline asked as she paced in front of me. Anxiety filled her small frame and I couldn’t help but smile. The thought of her rushing to me because of her panic makes me feel like I had some s