Novels by Sly Angel

Rafael’s POV“Uhm…” Lacy’s looked flustered.Her cool and calm demeanor from earlier broken.I stared at her and arched my right eye brow, “Don’t just stand there, let’s get to it.”I turned from her and pushed my chair back, interlocked my fingers and cracked it, “I don’t have all day.”Lacy cleared her throat and dragged her petite coat closer around her and went behind my back to the seat by my side and sat down.“We know he has been stealing, we just don’t have evidence yet to prove that what he did was a crime as the bylaws didn’t specifically stipulate against it,” she said.I stared at beta Ted.He nodded, and exited the room.I turned my door to face her, “So?”“There must be something, we just have to find it. The associates have been combing through the documents, they are lots of them, it is going to take some time.”“Time is something we don’t have,” I said grimly. “Fuck that.”Her eyes widened but she kept her composure, “What are you thinking?”A smile crossed my face, L

Lacy’s POVThe banging on the door roused me from bed with a start.For a moment I was stunned, where was I? This was not my bed.Then it all came rushing back to me, as existential dread was settling upon me, the knock came again, threatening to break down the door.I jumped out of bed and ran out, still in yesterday’s clothes.The kids were peering out of their room doors, fright on their faces.“Go back,” I whispered, “It’s okay.”I reached the door as the third round of monstrous knocking was about to begin, I yanked it open, a stern expression on my face.“What –”The even sterner look on Beta Ted’s face shut me up.For the first time since I knew the man, he looked royally pissed.“Where did you keep your phone?” the calm of his voice was a sharp contrast from the anger on his face.“I-,” I struggled to think. “I must have left it at Ma’s place.”“You did what?” His eyes widened in fury and then I saw him pull himself together quickly, his face once more becoming an unreadable m

Lacy’s POVMy heart was thumping as I hurried out of his study. There was this dull hum in my ear as I walked away as fast as my legs could carry me. Scared that at any moment, I would be called back in I would fall apart.Had I just seriously resisted his compulsion?In all my previous dealings with alpha Rafael, he had never used his alpha voice on me, he never had too, just his overwhelming presence was enough to make me crack and cave to whatever he wanted.But then again, I had not wanted to hide something as badly as today. Blaine was right, if he knew how close I was to him, that could spell disaster.Last thing I wanted was to be caught up I this ongoing battle between them but here I was.I gripped the strange pebble like object in my pocket tightly.“Just remember, hold on to it whenever you are with him.”Once more Blaine had understood my fear and come to my rescue.I could not risk bringing it out while still in alpha Rafael’s mansions, there were cameras everywhere.I wo

Rafael’s POVI walked through the corridor, pulled by the scent of Lacy, there was no doubt, she was within my mansion.I took a turn and arrived in time to see Rosa talking to her.“Like I was saying… you are most welcome and I hope we can put the past behind us!”Her smile widened when she saw me, “Alpha, I was just welcoming her back officially.”“Hmm,” I stared at Lacy.Lacy was looking at Rosa with a dumbfounded look on her face.“Go to my study and wait for me,” I said to her.Lacy bowed curtly and left. It was just me and Rosa left.My gaze narrowed, “Luna…”“It is like I said, I was just welcoming her,” she insisted.I nodded and turned around to leave.“It’s not too late, you know.”I looked over my shoulder, “To what?”“She is a spy for that evil king, we should get rid of her,” she whispered.“We?”She sighed, “You should get rid of her.”“You must be tired after such a long day,” I began, “Why don’t you go to the spa? I heard from Ted, a new spot just opened up in Queens,

Lacy’s POVI watched as the convoy drove away and as Blaine left, I felt a kind of vulnerability that made me to shiver.With him gone, I suddenly felt so alone, if it were possible to go with him, I would have, without breaking a sweat but that was something that I didn’t think even he as alpha had the power to do.I felt my pocket and was mildly comforted by the feel of the strange thing that was there.I hadn’t gotten a chance to see it yet but it felt hard and smooth, like some sort of stone.“Just remember, hold on to it whenever you are with him.”His words echoed in my head.I had no idea what that meant but the way he said it, it felt so reassuring at the time, now, I was not so sure.I reached into my pocket to take a look at this strange object that was supposed to be the solution to facing alpha Rafael.My fingers circled around the smooth object that was the size of a large pebble and I brought it out, it was balled up in my hand, as I was about to open my palm.“Ms. Cage!

Lacy’s POV The crowd was starting to disperse; the welcome was over.A few people walked up to me to personally congratulate me for being back but most of the rest kept a cautious distance.There was no doubt that what Blaine said had something to do with it. I shook my head, no, no, I should say alpha Blaine.Was this the same man that I had known for six years?How could I not have known? I felt confused and overwhelmed. Now I was hearing that he was enemies with Alpha Rafael.My goodness, this was bad… this was…“Lacy!”I turned around and then bowed curtly, “Beta Ted.”“Come with me, I will show you to your new accommodation.”My eye brow went up, “New accommodation? Uhm, I thought I will be staying with my mom?”He stared at me, an unreadable look on his face, “Come with me,” he turned and began walking.I jogged slightly to catch up with him. Beta Ted always made me uncomfortable; I could never tell what he was thinking and he never said it.But this time around, it felt like h

JACETwenty-three hours and thirty-one minutes.I didn't need a watch to know. I could feel the time bleeding away in the rhythmic, wet thud of my own pulse against the plastic zip-ties. Every time the light dipped, the darkness seemed to creep inches closer to the chair where I sat, bound and broken.Beside me, Elijah was a silhouette of jagged edges and simmering hatred. He hadn't moved for an hour. His breathing was the only proof he was still alive."Elijah," I rasped. My voice was a ghost of itself, shredded by thirst and the lingering fumes of the acid that had eaten into my thigh. "Listen to me. If Matthias moves on the estate... if he goes after the girl... it's over. For everyone."Elijah didn't even turn his head. His gaze remained fixed on a crack in the concrete floor. "Let it be over, Jace. I told you. Her blood is his blood. They are the same. I don’t care what happens to her. In fact, I hope he burns the whole damn manor with her inside it.""She’s an innocent!" I spat,

KAMARAThe silence in the room was thick enough to choke on. Julian scrambled out of the bed with a frantic, desperate energy I had never seen from him. Gone was the polished, bored heir I had met. In his place was a man fumbling with his belt, his face a mask of pure terror. Behind him, the other man with dark curls and wide, startled eyes, dived for a discarded shirt, trying to shield himself."What the hell are you doing here, Kamara?" Julian choked out. His fingers were shaking so violently he could barely catch the prong of his belt buckle. "How did you—who told you—"I didn't answer. I couldn't. My brain was still trying to reconcile the cold, dismissive man who had sat across from me at the vineyard with the trembling person currently tripping over his own trousers. I turned my back, staring at the peeling, floral wallpaper of the motel room to give them a fleeting second of dignity they hadn't earned."Buckle up, Julian," I said, my voice sounding steadier than I felt. "We’re

KAMARAI made it back to the estate before the first light of dawn broke over the horizon. Clambering back up the trellis was harder than the descent, my muscles were screaming, and my mind was a chaotic storm of Oscar’s half-truths, but I slipped through my balcony doors unnoticed.The morning passed in a blur of anxiety. By the time afternoon arrived, the walls of my room felt like they were shrinking. I couldn't wait any longer. When Silas finally came to check on me, I didn't give him the chance to start his usual routine of silent observation."I need to see Julian," I said, catching him at the door. "And you aren't going to tell my father about it."Silas stiffened, his hand dropping from the doorframe. "Your father’s instructions were clear, Kamara. You are to remain in the wing until the formal introduction next week. Security is at maximum.""If I’m going to marry the man in less than two weeks, I deserve to know what I am walking into. The least you can do is let me know wh

KAMARAI sat down at my vanity and slowly unfolded the paper Oscar had given me. My fingers were trembling, but my mind was clearer than it had been in years. The address was a location in the old warehouse district, Sector 4. It was a place where the city’s elite never ventured.If I stayed here, I was a victim. And I was letting my father win.I looked at the clock. 1:00 AM. Silas would be stationed at the end of the hall, and the perimeter guards would be doing their rounds. I wasn't an operative like Jace, and I wasn't a ghost like Oscar, but I had grown up in this cage. I knew every corner like my own palm.I moved to my closet and stripped off the blue silk dress. I pulled on a pair of dark jeans, a black hoodie, and the most sensible boots I owned. I tucked the paper into my waistband and grabbed a small flashlight I’d swiped from the kitchen weeks ago, and a photograph of my mother I kept hidden under my mattress.I walked to the balcony. The drop was nearly twenty feet, but a

KamaraI pushed the door open and stepped into the room, the scent of expensive tobacco and old paper hitting me like a wall.My father was hunched over his desk, his gold fountain pen scratching against a ledger. He didn't look up immediately. I stood there, my hands balled into fists at my sides, watching the rhythmic movement of his hand. Seconds stretched into what felt like hours. The silence was thick, heavy with the weight of everything we never said."How was your date with Julian?" he asked finally, his voice flat, never breaking the stride of his pen."It was fine," I said, my voice sounding hollow in the vast room."Good." He finally capped the pen and leaned back, his grey eyes settling on me with a clinical coldness. "The formal introduction should happen sometime next week. We’ll go ahead with the plans immediately after. The merger depends on the speed of this union, Kamara. Don't forget that."He spoke about my marriage—my life—as if he were discussing a shipping manif

ELIJAHThe searing heat from Jace’s leg hadn’t even cooled before my mind began to fracture. The smell of the acid was like a time machine. It didn’t just burn my nostrils; it burned through the years, tearing me out of this basement and dropping me straight into the dirt.I closed my eyes, but I didn't see the dark. I saw fire.17 years ago.When I finally opened my eyes, the world was a battleground. Everything was orange and grey. Small fires licked at the edges of the farmhouse we had been staying in, and smoke was thick enough to taste. I looked around, desperate, but nobody was to be found."Jace!" I screamed, my twelve-year-old voice breaking. "Jace! Where are you?"I scrambled through the debris, my hands scraping against the scorched earth. The only sound was the roar of the fire and the distant, cold pops of more gunshots. Panic clawed at my throat. The last thing I remembered was my parents coming here to negotiate. My father had been working for a strange man most of his