LOGINAngela’s eyes flew open as if she had been pulled out of a trance. Damn, they were going to have a kiss. She pushed against his chest, stumbling back slightly, her breath uneven.Gideon’s jaw tightened instantly, irritation flashing across his face as He turned sharply toward the source of the interruption. “Rebecca…” Angela breathed, relief flooding her features. Rebecca stood wrapped in a long shirt, her hair messy, her condition clearly disheveled. Two men stood behind her, their heads slightly bowed in respect. Angela didn’t notice them. She ran straight to Rebecca. “Are you okay?” she asked urgently, grabbing her shoulders. “Are you hurt? Did they..” Rebecca didn’t answer. She wasn’t even looking at her. Her wife eyes were locked on Gideon. Stunned! “Oh my God…” she whispered, her voice filled with awe. “He’s… he’s unreal. Angela, do you see him? He came to save us. This is insane. I mean, Fuck, he already won my heart. This feels like a dream…” Angela blinked at her. Th
Gideon stopped mid-step, his jaw tightening as He heard her repeat the same defiant tone she had used before. He tilted his head slightly, resisting the urge to roll his eyes. Her ignorance. It always managed to stir Wrath to the surface. But Gideon knew better how to handle her. “Don’t you want to see your friend?” Angela whipped her head around so fast it hurt, but she ignored it. Without thinking, She rushed to him, clutching his arm. “Where is she? Please… tell me.” Wrath stirred at her touch, craving more. But Gideon’s gaze hardened at the tension on her face…for someone else. Had she ever looked at him like that? Had she ever been this worried, for him? “It doesn’t suit you,” He muttered, his tone turning cold. Before she could react, He grabbed the collar of her denim jacket and yanked her forward. The sudden movement knocked the breath out of her, and before she could even process it, He dragged his blood-smeared hand across the front of her jacket, wiping the blood. Ang
“And you should be satisfied that you rejected me!”Angela’s lower lip trembled violently, her breath hitching as his words struck somewhere deep, somewhere she refused to acknowledge. It wasn’t just what He said. It was how He said it. Like she was nothing. Like she never mattered.Pain flickered across her tear-filled eyes, but instead of breaking, she lifted her chin with fragile defiance.“What exactly did you expect?” she shot back, her voice shaking yet sharp. “That I would stay? Beg? Crawl back to you after everything?”Gideon exhaled slowly, as his gaze conflicted for a fleeting second and jaws clenched. How could He explain? How could He make her understand what she truly was to him? She still believed she had been nothing more than a chosen mate. He tilted his head slightly, his eyes falling on the left side of her face and the moment He saw the blood trailing down her pale skin, something dark flickered inside him.“Mate is hurt.” Wrath wheezed. His eyes snapped shut to c
“Angela, Call Draven, now!” Rebecca ordered Angela as another howl echoed through the night. She quickly unfastened her belt, opened the glove compartment, and pulled out her gun loaded with silver bullets.Suddenly, out of nowhere, a massive brown werewolf leapt onto the windshield, cracking it instantly. Angela shrieked as the phone slipped from her hand and fell near her feet. The wolf growled viciously before slamming its paws against the glass again. Rebecca fired straight at its head, but it dodged at the last second, escaping the bullet.“Fucking bastard!” Rebecca cursed as it jumped onto the roof, banging it violently. Two more wolves emerged from both sides of the road, closing in on them.“What…what do we do?” Angela stammered, her voice trembling at the sight of the wild creatures surrounding them in the middle of nowhere.“We call for aid. Call Draven, Angela. I’ll handle these mutts!” Rebecca snapped before aiming again. This time, her shot hit perfectly and the black wer
“What did you say? Are you serious, Mom?” Rebecca’s voice rang with pure excitement, her eyes sparkling as she stared at the phone screen.On the other end, Beatrice chuckled softly, clearly amused by her daughter’s reaction. “Yes, sweetheart. Your father told me just today, and I called you immediately. So… are you coming?”Rebecca’s mouth fell open in disbelief before her expression shifted into an exaggerated scowl. “Are you kidding me? Of course I’m coming, dammit!” she almost shrieked. “Mom, he is my long-time crush. There’s no way I’m missing this chance to see him. Oh Moon Goddess… please, just make him my fated mate!”Her voice echoed through the room, filled with uncontainable joy.Angela sat quietly in the corner of the couch, her fingers tightening around her phone. Every word of Rebecca and Beatrice’s conversation struck her like a silent storm. She didn’t interrupt, she couldn’t.“Alright, sweetie,” Beatrice continued warmly. “And don’t forget to bri
His question struck her like a sudden storm, unexpected and suffocating. “Tell me, Angela… who is he?” Draven’s voice came again, slower this time, heavier. His eyes didn’t leave her face, studying every flicker of emotion. Angela blinked, as if pulled out of a trance. Her fingers tightened around the glass before she quietly placed it on the table. “What do you mean?” she asked, her tone steady but inside, she was unnerved. The truth she had buried for years had surfaced. And she wasn’t ready. “Is he your ex?” Draven’s gaze sharpened, pinning her in place. There was no escape in those eyes, only a silent command.Angela’s face drained of color. She coudnt speak. She didn’t think to tell him the truth like this. Draven exhaled sharply, his jaw tightening. “It’s your choice if you want to tell me the truth,” he said, his voice dropped. “But if he is… then don’t lie to me, Angela. Your silence would hurt less than a lie.” Still… nothing. “Fine.” His tone snapped. “Knox will drop







