Winston's POVI felt like hitting myself.Why did I have to do that to her?Why did I have to do the exact thing that she had thought I would do, something I had told her I wouldn't do?"Are you okay?"I looked up and I could see Marco was looking at me. He had made himself scarce the past few days and I could tell that he was still annoyed concerning the decision I had taken regarding Angelina.I had already made the decision though and I wasn't planning to back down on it anytime soon.Marco was my beta, he could advise me and he could suggest a line of action to me but it was still left to me to choose if I was to accept that decision or not, and at the moment, I still felt that my current decision was the right one.I couldn't consciously keep on making her suffer, even if she was just a human and her father was being held for killing my mate.I needed to handle this matter like the Alpha.Not like a disgruntled schoolboy that hits women."I'm fine. Just sort of scatterbrained."M
Angelina's POV"He's going to hate it.''I smirked at Ella's statement."Why do you think I made it?"She shot me a look that told me enough of what she thought, but still, this was perfect.While I was on holiday during one of my long and tedious school sessions, I took up tailoring to help me get out of my head for a bit.I sort of excelled and failed at the same time and so I sort of gave it up, but I still learned a few things.Things like how to make a silver suit a marvelous mix up of silver and gold.I almost hated the fact that I made this for Winston, it was simply too beautiful to be worn, I also couldn't be that sure that it would even fit him because for one, I didn't tell him that I would be improving on his silver suit, and secondly, I also didn't tell him that I would be adding deep gold in the bright silver.My hands throbbed and I felt they would fall off at any moment but it was still worth it.For one, I had outdone myself with the designs. I actually embroidered th
Winston's POVWhat happened just now?I bent my head to look at the bag that Angelina had handed me and I could already tell from the scent that was wafting off the material inside whose bag it was.I could also tell that Angelina had either touched it in places or she had done something to it. Not because of the fact that she looked so happy, but mainly at the fact that her scent was also intertwined with mine, it was happier by the second thought, almost the same way her figure was steadily retreating down the hallway to go down thoughts.She's a whirlwind when she wants to be, someone that is worth the amount of love that she gave out.I had seen the work she had been doing, and the effort she was putting into this event.A festival she knew nothing about and one that she didn't even know its origins, yet she still puts in so much energy to make sure that the event would go on without a hiIt was the most selfless thing I could think of at the moment and looking at her leave, I sh
Angelina's povWinston didn't scream at me.He didn't come to my room to drag me out by my hair.You know those thoughts and feelings of irritation that would sometimes ripple through the mind at the thought of someone being wicked and simply hurting you because they had the power to?I had those same feelings ripple through me as I thought of what Winston might do to me when he found out that I had embroidered crescent golden moons onto his suit.But he didn't do any of that.He didn't react the way I expected him to.Instead he was busy looking like a god in the suit I modified for him."Can you believe that, Ella?"Ella only laughed as she shook her head.'"I would have not been able to if not for the fact that I was seeing it with my own eyes. How did you manage to get him to wear it, did you beg him to?"I squinted at Ella's question.Had somehow unconsciously begged him to wear this suit?I ruined it with the shiny golden threads, didn't I?At least I hoped I did.But if I did,
Angelina's POVThe house wasn't really a house.It was more of a manor.Like sixty feet tall and with some tall towers that would give you the feeling of a place where an evil witch would be most likely to trap you.Ella said they stored books up in those towers, but that wasn't where we stood.Ella had helped me clamber up the roof using a hatch that I never knew was in my room. It would seem its former occupant also loved coming to the roof.We would have been safe had we simply sat down on the flat expanse that made up the architecture of the roofing beneath the room assigned to me.But that wasn't what we did.****The air left my lungs the moment I lost my footing and I could already see it.Me.A splatter of bones and blood, my face ruptured from the force of the fall and my eyes out of their eye sockets.I would look like a squashed bird and I would be dead too.I'd have landed right in front of the entrance to the hall and I would have caused a scene.Winston might take that a
Winston's POVSome people were just plain crazy."Why did you save her?"I turned to look at Marco who was staring at the large hall Angelina had managed to turn into a place of magic and wonder.There was food, drinks, soft music poured in through speakers she had asked some of the workmen to install and everyone in attendance looked happy and refreshed.All of them in silver, the color of the moon.I stood out because of the golden crescents I had on my suit. I think that was the main reason Angelina put them there anyways.The same Angelina that had almost fallen to her death just a few moments ago.My heart had sent a jolt of panic through me the moment she had come off the roof.I should have known that she would be there, I had felt her around, but I just thought it was because I was wearing something that she had made.The suit fit me perfectly and she had even covered some of the nicks I had made on it since the last time I wore it.The silver moon festival is a tradition amon
Angelina's POVI couldn't stay for the party last night.I couldn't stay for any of what happened last night.Ella had made me go give my apologies to Winston and then come back up as punishment for being careless with my life.I had tried to explain to her that it wasn't my fault that I fell down from the roof of a possible three storey castle but she wasn't having any of it.She had told me not to take anything else with me up there and I had promised not to, but I had lied and I did take something up there all the same.It was a piece of paper, something that I had used to wrap some nuts for me to chomp on and keep my mouth busy while we watched what was going on from the top of the roof, but I had finished the nuts earlier than I planned and instead of keeping the piece of paper I used, I discarded it on the ceiling instead.That was what tripped me, I stepped on it and I almost slipped to my death if not for Marco.And Winston, ughhhh.I didn't even want to think of him at the mo
Winston's POVI could already tell Angelina was giddy just by looking at her.I could also tell she had something to say and for what I consider to be a very odd moment in my life, I realized that I actually did not have the time to keep on playing the game we had been playing over the past few days.I would have loved to call it hide and seek but it was more like hide and I have no time to seek. I simply didn't have the time to seek her out.After the kiss she had given me that night, she had been avoiding me like the plague.I couldn't wrap my head around what the problem could possibly be. I had asked her for permission, I had asked her nicely too, she had given me consent and she let me kiss her. She even kissed me back for one quick minute before she smiled at me and left, and that had been it.I saw that she didn't want us to go farther than that and I accepted that for what it was.I walked her off to her door so why the sudden cold treatment?She was standing at my door, wring