LOGINâGo wake him. Now,â Ruth commands in a tone that holds absolute finality.Adrian nods with a deep frown before turning to me. I roll my eyes at him, turning to leave, but he grabs my forearm tightly.âYou keep bearing Cassian's children,â he says, his voice low and taunting. âWhat happens if he is not Alaric?ââGet your filthy hand off me,â I snap.Low, warning growls erupt from Lucious and my parents as they watch us, and Adrian reluctantly releases me. I meet his gaze with an icy resolve.âThat is my business. But I can assure you that you are not Alaric either. Alaric loved me. Even if you felt something for me once, I cannot call what you feel now 'love.' You are simply a man trying to reclaim things you believe you were denied as a child. That jealousy has turned you into something obsessed and unrecognizable. Do not show your face to me again.ââAngela, my dear, you cannot simply eliminate him from the equation," Ruth intervenes, her expression grave. âAlaricâs soul is still dor
Hellođ, lovelies.Iâm deeply sorry for the lack of updates recently. I came down with a severe sore throat that affected my eardrums, and combined with a headache, the pain was honestly unbearable. I even found myself crying from how much it hurt, especially with the pressure and ringing in my ears. It truly felt awful.Thankfully, God has been good. The pain is slowly subsiding now, and Iâm hoping to feel well enough to start writing again in a few days.Thank you so much for your patience and understanding. I appreciate you all more than you know.†Love, Fireworks đ
No. It can't be. Three mates? Really, Selene, you must be enjoying the show, watching from above with popcorn and a drink. Wait, it just dawned on me. I must be having a nightmare. Yes. That must be it, but Adrianâs sharp, demanding voice pulls me back. âWhat the fuck is going on?â he demands, his face twisted with a possessiveness that clearly does not include sharing. Who's the joke on now, âMr. Generous at Sharing?â But all this is absurd. âYou did not stay to hear the whole story, dear brother,â Lucious addresses Adrian, but his eyes remain locked on mine, heavy and dark. And brother. He and Adrian already met? âWe are all her mates. But only one of us is her true mate,â he concludes as he stops in front of us and touches me, sending sparks across my skin. âAngela. I found out you were mine the day we met at that restaurant five years ago. You did not have your wolf then, so you could not feel the pull. You looked so terrified of me that I decided to wait. But then you âdi
Adrian cums inside me, grunting.âI love you,â he whispers, pressing a kiss to my sweaty forehead.I am too drained, too hollowed out by the horror of what I have just done to even react. I stare blankly at the ceiling.I wish I could rip his throat and kill myself. Cassian will never forgive me. He always made it clear.But my little girl needs me; how can I leave her alone in this world?âWhat did you do to the others?â I force the words past the dry lump in my throat. âAnd Sophie?ââNothing, I just compelled them to never come up.âThat gets a reaction from me. I look at him with wide eyes.âYou⊠you know about shifters?ââBlair, you're too clever to act this dumb. How did I know you were my mate? I don't just know; I'm a part of you. It's clear Cassian did not tell you the whole story. Cassian and I are twins. We are both your mates.âI gasp at the revelation, suddenly recalling Cassian's words at the hospital. He meant every single word literally.I blink back the hot tears sting
Angela:One month laterâŠ~~~Cassian has never been this consumed by fury.I know I was wrong, but ever since I saw Adrian at the parking lot, there has been a strange, magnetic pull toward him, something I never felt before.But I never intended to hurt Cassian. He is the man I love most, the one I would lay down my life for without hesitation. That is how deep my devotion goes.And when Adrian struck him, my instinct was to protect Cassian because I felt the same violent urge to rip Adrian apart for daring to harm my mate.But I was terrified of what Cassian would do in his rage, and my intervention gave him the worst possible impression.So I tried to repair the damage. I tried to kiss him, but he pulled away as if my touch were poison. I tried to speak to him, but he shut me out completely.I was broken, drowning in self-blame, until he almost killed us. Even when he almost got run over, I was angry and pulled away from him when I was shaken at the thought I almost lost him.How?
I immediately close the distance between Sophie and I, dropping to one knee, and pulling her into a warm hug. âIt is okay, princess,â I murmur, burying my face in her hair and kissing the top of her head. âMommy is just very tired. She had a very long and stressful afternoon.â âIs she mad at me?â she asks, pulling back slightly, her big, innocent eyes looking up at me as they pool with unshed tears. âNo, my sweet girl. She could never be mad at you,â I assure her, rubbing her small back soothingly. âShe just needs a little quiet time to herself. How about we go to the kitchen together? Let us see if the chef made those chocolate chip cookies you love so much.â âYay, I'm so happy,â she cheers as I lift her, heading to the kitchen. ~~~ I spend the next twenty minutes sitting at the kitchen island with her. I listen to her talk about her day, and the past few days I wasn't around, and she even mentioned Adrian's sister staying a few days. I nod and smile, doing everything in my pow
âAngel.â I almost jumped at Brotherâs voice inside my head. My heart gives a little kick. My gaze moves to him leaning casually against the car; dark eyes lock on me with the kind of focus that steals air. My brows knit, the expression âWhy did you just call me?â plastered on my face. However,
Cassian's shoulder is iron beneath me, and every step he takes sucks the breath from my lungs.The forest blurs by in flashes of silver bark and moonlight as my fists pound weakly against his back.âCassian! You lunatic! Put me down!â I keep yelling.He doesnât answer.Only the low rumble of his gr
âIâm sorry I couldnât come to see you, love,â he says smoothly, stepping closer. âI came, but your brother forbade me. He knows Iâm the one who leaked the fashion designs.âI let out a slow breath.âOh, that's, um, understandable.ââElla, you know I won't miss a chance to be close to you, not to me
The door clicks shut behind me, and I lean against it, exhaling firmly, as I let myself slide down. The walls feel saferâquiet, familiarâbut my chest still thrums like a trapped heartbeat.Brotherâs presence lingers like smoke. I swear I can still feel the heat of him beside me, the way his energy







