登入“You mean Mom didn't have it, nor did you?” Angela asked, astonished learning about the special ability which the great Queen also possessed. “Every witch has unique gifts, Princess,” Orion explained. “But a few are extraordinary, bestowed only upon chosen witches. Kesha, for example, can possess human bodies and shift into different forms.” Angela’s eyes widened. “Then she could be among us right now, disguised as someone else?” “She could,” Orion replied calmly, “but not here. Too many powerful people would detect her false scent. Besides, she knows I'm here. She wouldn't risk it.” Angela smiled. Kesha’s insecurity around Orion’s powers had always been obvious. If anyone could challenge her magic, it was him. “And what special ability do you have?” Orion grinned. “A nose for danger and teleportation.” She gasped. “You can teleport?” Instantly, she remembered how Damon had vanished into the woods through teleport. “That's an incredible power.” “Only when used wisely,”
Gideon halted abruptly, alarm flashing across his face as He followed Angela’s gaze upward.Angela blinked slowly at the glittering chandelier hanging above her. It had stopped falling.A victorious laugh escaped her lips. She loosened her clenched fist, uncurling her fingers one by one.It worked. She had caught it with her magic.“What’s wrong with her?”Whispers rippled through the crowd at their Luna’s strange behavior. People stared at her sprawled form on the floor, oblivious to what had just happened. But Angela didn't care. No one had been hurt.But as she pushed herself up, the chandelier lights flickered violently again. Her smile faded. Confused, she looked up.Then her eyes widened in horror when the chandelier abruptly dropped again, directly on her making her numb. “ANGELA!”Gideon’s roar shook the hall. He lunged forward and yanked her into his arms. Half a second later, the chandelier exploded against the floor.Screams pierced the air as guests stumbled backward, som
“What exactly are you implying?" Fin Woodhead intervened, looking at Gregory. “Iam implying that why the Luna of Shadowcrest pack is seen with Mr Griffin with that child which Mr Woodbead claimed to be his?” A dangerous glint appeared in Gideon’s silver eyes. He knew today was the perfect chance they had to strike him and pull him down but what they didn’t know the beast within him wasn't dead. It was merely sleeping. And tonight, Gregory seemed determined to wake it. They forgot that He was the same man who didn't need any post-justification for slaying the people who dared to come his way years ago. Before the situation escalated, another voice entered. “The explanation is simple." Everyone turned. Dash stepped forward beside Rebecca and the Gfiffin family. "Rebecca Griffin is my mate." A smile stretched across his face. "Our families are connected."“It's an honor to be invited here by the Alpha king to this grand festival!” Patrick Gfiffin greeted Gideon and others with res
Ever so slowly, Angela and Nora exchanged a glance. From the outside, they appeared calm. Inside, however, pure horror was clawing at their throats. The plan. The carefully crafted plan was already crumbling before it had even begun. "Did you take your medicine?" Nora asked casually, maintaining a pleasant smile for anyone watching. Angela’s face immediately fell. "I didn't. I need to go take it." Nora shut her eyes briefly. "There is no point now." Her voice lowered. "I've been telling you for days to solve this problem with your husband, but no. You trust those pills more than your own mate." Angela nearly choked. “You want me to beg Gideon for sex?" Her cheeks burned. "And what do you mean there's no point now..” She suddenly froze. A sharp pain twisted through her lower abdomen. "Ah..." Nora’s expression changed instantly. “What happened?" Angela pressed a trembling hand against herself. “I... I felt something in my lower region." Nora cursed under her breath.
“You want me to wear that?” Angela stared at the dark maroon velvet gown hanging before her. The dress was dangerously beautiful. It would highlight her every curve and looked designed specifically to cause trouble. “Exactly!” Nora announced proudly. Angela groaned. “This is a terrible idea.” “No.” Nora grinned. “This is an excellent idea.” Before Angela could escape, Nora shoved her toward the mirror. Already dressed in a sparkling light-blue evening gown, Nora looked entirely too excited. As preparations continued, nervousness slowly settled inside Angela’s stomach. Tonight wasn’t just another celebration. Tonight was important. “Nora.” “Hmmm?” “Will this actually work?” Nora met her eyes through the mirror. “It will.” There wasn’t a trace of doubt in her voice. “Just walk in there like a queen. Make every man think you're out of his league." Angela laughed weakly. “Am I dressing up for that idiot?” Nora rolled her eyes dramatically. “That’s merely a bonus.” Then sh
“It’s not working. I think I really need to work on my spells first,” Angela muttered in frustration, curling her fingers tightly as she focused on the clearing around her."It's not because it's not working," Orion corrected calmly from where he stood observing her. "It's because you're not paying attention. I reckon you've read the witchcraft book I gave you three days ago, but your mind is somewhere else entirely."Angela sighed heavily. He wasn’t wrong.Because no matter how hard she tried to focus, her thoughts kept drifting toward one person.Her husband.The last conversation she’d had with Gideon replayed endlessly inside her mind.‘I will give you whatever you want.’ The irony almost made her laugh. There had only ever been one thing she’d wanted from him. His love.And Angela doubted that was something Gideon could ever offer. A man who spent his entire life burying emotions behind walls of pride and duty probably didn’t even understand what love truly meant.Or Perhaps He







