Mag-log inAngela closed her eyes and drew a deep breath, curling both fists at her sides as she silently chanted something for a moment before Damon stopped beside her. “What do you want to prove, Damon?” She opened her eyes, turning to him with all the indifference she could muster. Only Angels knew how precious this moment was. She had just tried to send a message to Lisa through her spell now that she was outside the magical barrier for a while. Thanks to this witcher. “I have done my part of the promise. Now you need to do yours, Peanut.” He nodded. “Pledge to me!” Angela studied him, deeply curious why he was so obsessed with taking her away. “This is your only chance to save yourself, Angela. I won't make this offer twice.” Damon broke the silence, sensing her hesitation. He couldn't afford her changing her mind. “Why do you want me, Damon? Do you like me?” Angela finally asked after finishing her chant and stepping closer. “Do you see your Jenny in me?” A faint smirk tugged at
“Is that so? Are you truly that desperate, dear?” Both of them snapped their heads toward the source of the cold, challenging voice. Kesha smiled menacingly as she strode toward them. Angela locked eyes with her mother's killer, so consumed by hatred she wanted to rip her apart where she stood. If only she could. Kesha smirked as she stopped before her, briefly glancing at Damon, who silently stepped back. Angela narrowed her eyes at his reaction before facing Kesha again. “Like you're desperate for my inherited powers, aren't you?” Angela smiled. Kesha’s nostrils flared, though her smug smile never faded. “Those powers were mine. My birthright, little girl. My mother belonged to the royal witch family. Your mother...” She scoffed. “She was nothing. She was never the rightful heir.” Her words left Angela speechless. Her birthright? Kesha was from the royal bloodline of Witch? She had never even asked Orion. “Really? Queen Elizabeth…” “Queen Elizabeth!” Kesha barked, venom p
“Is that so? Are you truly that desperate, dear?”Both of them snapped their heads toward the source of the cold, challenging voice. Kesha smiled menacingly as she strode toward them. Angela locked eyes with her mother's killer, so consumed by hatred she wanted to rip her apart where she stood. If only she could.Kesha smirked as she stopped before her, briefly glancing at Damon, who silently stepped back. Angela narrowed her eyes at his reaction before facing Kesha again.“Like you're desperate for my inherited powers, aren't you?” Angela smiled. Kesha’s nostrils flared, though her smug smile never faded. “Those powers were mine. My birthright, little girl. My mother belonged to the royal witch family. Your mother...” She scoffed. “She was nothing. She was never the rightful heir.”Her words left Angela speechless. Her birthright? Kesha was from the royal bloodline of Witch? She had never even asked Orion.“Really? Qu
“Yes, I do. I don’t know if your intentions towards me are sincere, but I’ll test you, just like you said. I’ll acknowledge your power and your desire to make me yours if you manage to get me out of this place. Walk your talk, Damon. Can you do that for me?” She challenged, locking her gaze with his.Damon narrowed his eyes before giving a slow nod. “Once you’re in, there’s no turning back, Peanut.” His warning carried weight.“Then let’s do this. Show me how much better you are than my mate.” Angela deliberately provoked him.Damon chuckled before grabbing her elbow and pulling her close. Instinctively, Angela twisted her wrist, ready to snap his hand for daring to touch her, but stopped herself at the last second. She swallowed her rage and disgust before they could betray her. Damon had become the most important bait in her plan, and she couldn’t afford to lose him.“I am far better than him in every way, Peanut. You know him, but you don’t know me yet.” His gaze darkened as it dro
Angela opened her eyes and sighed, staring out of the window at the empty space. The snow drifting over an enchanted river in the distance reminded her of their last meeting, the day He left for good.She sighed again, Gideon’s words echoing in her mind. She really had forgotten him after those years. Only faint fragments of him had remained buried inside her, and lately those memories had begun resurfacing one by one. She had always believed she barely knew her husband before their marriage because, after Gideon left for training, she had been sent to a human college for further studies. There she built a new life with new friends, leaving behind the miserable memories of her life among the pack students."Thinking about your husband, huh?"Angela closed her eyes as Damon appeared before her and settled beside her."Do you miss him, Peanut?" he asked, watching her side profile. She remained silent, her gaze fixed outside. She still had no idea where they had brought her in this stran
FLASHBACK: “Have you heard? Gideon is leaving for Alpha training in another pack for five years?” Angela overheard a group of classmates gossiping about the junior Alpha prince’s admission into the Alpha Academy, where future Alpha Kings were trained. As the Alpha of Alphas, Gideon had been summoned even before turning eighteen.“Really? That’s so sad. How will we survive without the heartthrob of our school? He’s the most handsome, intelligent, and sexiest boy here. I hope he’s my mate,” one girl sighed dreamily. Angela had no intention of listening, yet an unfamiliar sadness quietly wrapped around her heart. She should’ve been happy. Gideon wouldn’t be around to bully or torment her anymore. So why didn’t it feel that way? “Yes. I heard Alpha George enrolled him in business studies alongside Alpha training. Looks like we won’t see him for years,” another girl sighed.Ignoring them, Angela focused on class. After the final bell, she stopped at her locker and packed her books.
A dangerous growl left Gideon’s throat as He pushed her body down on the mattress forcefully and gripped her neck. Angela’s eyes popped out of its sockets in utter fear. “You know I can just kill you right here, right now! Heir from a whore like you? I will kill you and that thing inside you befo
“You fucking bastard! How dare you touch her? I will kill you!” Gideon clutched Jordan’s neck in a vice grip and flung his body against the wall. Jordan’s wolf let out a wail before he composed himself and craned his neck in submission. "I am so sorry, Alpha. But I don’t remember that night. It’s
“Oh Angela!” Nora ran to her friend and held her face before wiping her bloody mouth with her skirt. "I am so sorry, you have to go through this, my Queen!” Angela’s breathing was slow but she was grateful Esther didn’t hit her belly. She opened her eyes and smiled. "I am not your Queen anymore,
“Just wait when the royal council announces the severe punishment for her. Being the Luna Queen, she will face backlash and abhorrence from the people more. I hope they will kill her or atleast exile her! Stupid bitch!” Esther rolled her eyes talking to the woman in the backyard of the kitchen. The







