로그인Gideon closed his eyes and pressed a lingering kiss between her collarbones before drawing back. Once again, his mother's words echoed through his mind. Love.No one had ever shown him what love looked like, how it sounded, or how it was given.Love had never been given freely to him. He had grown up without warmth, without affection, without anyone showing him how to care for another person. The only one who had ever openly spoken of love to him was the woman lying beneath him now. His wife.The woman who never hesitated to tell him exactly how she felt. Perhaps that was why He found himself craving those words.But did He love her? Or it was only responsibility or empathy? Gideon wasn't sure.Then why had panic nearly consumed him when Damon had taken her away?Why had his heart felt as though it were being torn apart when He saw her suffering through her heat, trapped within painful illusions and unable to recognize reality?Why had fear gripped him so fiercely when He couldn't r
Angela opened her eyes slowly when her warm body growled in hunger. A soft groan escaped her lips as every muscle ached. Sensing a shadow hovering above her, she blinked and looked up, only to meet a pair of silver eyes watching her intently.“Good morning, wife.”Gideon studied her flushed face and released a quiet sigh.She stared at her husband. He was leaning against the headboard, one arm wrapped protectively around her shoulders. Fragments of last night returned to her, and she rubbed her temple. She couldn't even remember when exhaustion had dragged her into unconsciousness. “I guess you slept well. If not for your body's need for food, I doubt you would've woken up before lunch.” His teasing tone made her glance toward the clock. A gasp escaped her lips. It was already past twelve. “Wha...” She cleared her throat. “You came very late. What happened last night, Gideon?” She remained where she was, unconsciously enjoying the comfort of his embrace. Gideon looked down at her,
“You are a fool. I have never seen a more stupid and naive girl than you. Such a troublemaker! Because of you, I'm late for class.”Little Angela hiccupped through her tears. His words hurt more than every insult Daniela and her friends had ever thrown at her. Gideon had saved her for the second time, only for her to accidentally drag him into the pool as well, soaking him from head to toe. “I…I’m sorry,” she sobbed.Gideon groaned, shoving his wet hair back and glaring down at her trembling form. She shrank under the fury blazing in his silver stormy eyes. “Go home. Stay there instead of creating trouble everywhere you go. Because nobody is going to save you next time.” His voice hardened. “People here hate pathetic humans like you. No wonder they despise your kind. You bring nothing but problems. Such a nuisance.”He glanced at his drenched clothes in irritation before turning away.Angela wrapped her arms around herself, shivering. For a moment, she'd allowed herself to hope, see
“What is it? We'll do anything to save her!” Rebecca demanded urgently. “We need to keep her body cold. Otherwise, this heat will kill her.” Zamini turned sharply to Nora. “Fill the bathtub with ice. A lot of ice.” “But what are you going to do with it?” Nora asked, confused. Rebecca immediately understood. “We'll keep Angela submerged in cold water until her husband arrives. It worked before. Dr. Zamini suggested the same treatment for a she-wolf in our pack whose mate was away.” She grabbed Nora’s wrist. “Come on!”“Becca, how is Angela? Is she okay? Why isn't her husband here yet?” Draven bombarded them with questions the moment they stepped outside. He had been hearing her screams for a while now and it had put him in worry. Nora glanced at Daniela standing behind him and shot her a cold glare. Daniela frowned at the hostility, but Nora ignored her completely and rushed downstairs.“We can't say anything yet, Draven. We're just trying to keep her stable. Please don't let any
Angela felt her body give out as a burning sensation tore through her lungs. Water filled her mouth, her chest, her senses. She couldn't breathe.Just when she thought she was going to die, a powerful yank dragged her upward onto the surface. Someone hauled her onto the poolside and pressed firmly against her chest. Water burst from her lungs.Coughing violently, Angela blinked her eyes open. Her blurred vision filled with a clear blue sky, but a wet head suddenly blocked her view. Stormy silver eyes glared down at her.“Did you want to die?”The boy's voice cracked like a whip. Nine-year-old Angela immediately froze.Droplets rolled from his soaked hair onto her face. Trembling, she pushed herself up slightly and glanced around.A group of girls stood nearby, laughing. At their center stood her sister. Daniela was staring at her with a smug smile.The realization struck Angela hard. They wanted her dead. Her eyes instantly filled with tears. She puckered her lips out in panic. “Who
With a stunned expression, Angela looked around frantically. Darkness greeted her in every direction, broken only by the pale light illuminating Damon’s face before her. “Where am I?” she demanded, glaring at him. “Under my care.” A crooked smile tugged at his lips. There was no denying the man's striking looks, but to Angela, he was nothing more than an enemy. “What do you want? Why did you bring me here, Damon?” His eyes gleamed with something intense “I like that spirit, Angela. Since you're so direct, I'll tell you. Sit.” A chair slid into place behind her as if summoned by an invisible force. Shooting him a suspicious look, she sat down. Fear coiled inside her stomach, but she suppressed it. “First of all, you probably know why I'm here. Why I've been hunting you.” “Kesha sent you,” she said with a sigh. Damon chuckled. “I don't waste my time chatting with prey, Peanut. If you're here with me, there's a far more important reason.” Curiosity flickered through he
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.
“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
“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.”
“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







