LOGINAngela was numb, breathing slowly through her nose, not daring to ask another question. He had killed the woman who had brought the greatest misery into his life, stolen his childhood, and shattered his world.His mother's murderer.It brought him well-known notoriety among the royal families and elders. He had killed the Alpha's daughter of one of the most powerful northern packs, forever branding himself as the notorious and dangerous Alpha King.Did it make her fear him? Hate him? Feel uneasy?No. If anything, she felt proud."You did good." She lay back beside him, staring at the ceiling with a heavy heart. Gideon turned toward her, surprise flickering across his face."Did I? You seem unbothered.""Because I am." She met his gaze. "You did the right thing, Gideon. Sometimes it takes a monster to destroy one. You avenged your mother when no one else could. Honestly, your father was a coward." A faint smile curved her lips. "Tell me, you killed her family too. Her pack."She doubte
Angela sighed. Gideon had never witnessed what real love looked like. His mother's one-sided devotion had scarred his perception, leaving him unable to trust a feeling He had never seen returned. Yet the mate bond was different. The first time He touched her, something had awakened inside him, even if He had never understood it. He had rejected her, but never for another woman. They both had their own battles, yet one thing remained untainted, his character, his unwavering loyalty. That realization touched Angela’s heart and quietly revived the love she had buried. “How could your father's mistress accept this? I wouldn't call it love when your happiness is built on destroying someone else's, especially your own mate.” Angela’s voice dripped with bitterness. “She accepted it because she wanted my father. She wanted to become his Luna Queen. She was the Alpha's daughter from the Northern Pack and had dreamed of marrying him. To the world, she acted as his trusted friend, but she did
Angela felt an unsettling sense of déjà vu as she listened to his parents’ story. Gideon hadn’t simply inherited his father’s features, He had inherited the scars of growing up in a loveless home. George Woodbead never loved his own fated mate, and that hollow marriage had poisoned his son’s understanding of love itself. “My father only married her because of the mate bond and my family’s pressure. Rejecting a fated mate could kill an Alpha, and my father was too selfish to let her go.” Gideon’s body stiffened with bitterness. Fragments of the past flashed through his mind, his father’s cold indifference toward his mother, all to please another woman.Angela hesitantly rested her hand on his chest, gently caressing him as if trying to soothe the ache buried beneath his ribs. He caught her hand, laced their fingers together, and pressed them against his pounding heart. His vacant gaze remained fixed on the ceiling while hers never left him. She wanted him to empty every wound into her
Angela kept staring at Gideon for a good long minute. “What?” “You had feelings for me since then? Gideon, you loved me!” Angela let out a disbelieving laugh, finally realizing her foolish husband had completely shattered every assumption she had made about him being incapable of loving her.Gideon lowered his stormy silver eyes to her and blinked once. “I... only wanted you,” he replied simply. Angela rolled her eyes and sat upright. “Alright. You wanted me as in... my body?” She arched a brow and scooted closer, eager for his answer. The question visibly irked him. “No.” He shook his head curtly.He could have had any woman's body if that was all He wanted, and Angela knew it. The she-wolves of the pack still fawned over him, seizing every chance to catch his attention. Even back in college, human girls had practically thrown themselves at his feet for a single night, never realizing the dangerously possessive Alpha King behind that handsome face. The memory made her smile.
Angela breathed slowly in satisfaction as her fingers lazily caressed Gideon’s bare chest. They lay naked beneath the sheets, basking in each other’s warmth after a long session under the shower.Her head rested against his chest while Gideon slowly combed his fingers through her damp hair. They had already skipped dinner, unwilling to leave each other’s side even for a minute. Angela’s heart had finally found peace in his embrace. She shifted closer, hugging him tighter until half her body rested over his.“Gideon…”“Hmm?” He hummed, eyes closed as He leaned against the headboard.“Did your father never like me?”Gideon opened his eyes and looked down at her before drawing a slow breath, pulling her closer with his free arm.“He didn't like that I liked you. He hated how unknowingly captivated I was by you, so he made sure I could never interact with you. You were too young to remember anything, Angela. Only after awakening your powers could you recall those moments through your visi
“Well…” His bloodstained hand slid up her neck until Gideon gently enclosed her throat, drawing so close that his uneven breaths merged with hers. “There will be a long night for us tonight, Wife.” His deep, velvety voice echoed through her senses, igniting a warmth that had nothing to do with the steam surrounding them. “Gideon can we get out of…” Gideon slammed his lips onto her, silencing her every thought. “You signed up for this, remember, Angela Woodbead.” His forehead rested against hers for the briefest second. “There is no turning back now.” Saying this He grabbed her head, pulling her under the shower while kissing her ferociously. The warm water running on their heads worked like an oil to the fire in their bodies. She touched his shoulders to push him away to take a breath but Gideon locked her hands back while kissing her wildly. He ripped her top with one hand, before unhooking her bra within seconds, leaving her half naked. Angela knew what was coming bu
“Speak,” Gideon growled squeezing her throat to the extent of strangling her. “She..she hurt me too, Gideon..” Daniela was thinking of fabricating some story when Gideon interrupted her. “Did you…” He clutched her neck, painfully to the extent of knocking her down as He asked again, “…hurt her,
Gideon Woodbead blinked with deceptive calm, staring into her glowy green globes that seemed to burn brighter than before. Her aura had been changing drastically these days, turning restless, almost dangerous. His wife was never this feverish, never this impatient, but again her crux was awakenin
Angela opened her eyes slowly as the sharp rays of the sun pierced through the window and fell straight on her face, making her squirm. She exhaled a long breath and turned onto her back, staring at the off-white ceiling above her with a deep frown carving between her brows. For a few heavy second
Gideon’s rigid eyes fluttered, and his racing heart abruptly calmed as that small, tender voice poured calm into his veins. The sweet yet powerful familiar scent brushed over him, and a sudden tranquillity drowned the storm inside him. Ever so Slowly, Gideon turned his neck to the







