MasukAngela flared her nostrils. She took a sharp breath to suppress her annoyance. He was closing every door to her freedom by setting conditions. At least there might be a chance to stand against Daniela, but with him? Her arrogant beast of a husband would definitely take her down in a single strike. And He would enjoy every bit! Bloody Alpha King! “Cat got your tongue?” Gideon murmured, tapping her cheek lightly. His eyes drifted to the cut on her lip that He had given her the previous night. “Are you scared, dear wife?” “No!” Angela snapped. “I will fight you. But you will not use your full strength. I am not scared of you anymore, Gideon.” He studied her, something dark and pleased flickering in his gaze. He rolled his tongue inside his cheek, seeing her blind confidence, just what He wanted in her and a faint smile curved his lips. “Be ready then.” He raised her face by placing his finger under her chin and pecked her lips softly. Startled, Angela closed her eyes for a mome
A sharp slap cracked across Venessa’s fragile cheek, and she crumpled to the floor like a discarded doll. “Mommy!” she cried loudly. Her lower lip busted open. Blood seeped up and slid down her chin in a thin, trembling line. Daniela loomed over her, eyes blazing, before jerking Venessa upright by the elbow so harshly that the child winced in pain. “Don’t ‘Mommy’ me,” she snarled. “What did I teach you, huh?” She shook her again, harder this time. “I told you to cry loudly and cling to your father’s side. So why did you leave the chair at the dining table? Are you scared of that bastard, Axel?” Her voice rose into a scream that made Venessa flinch. The child’s sobs turned frantic as she stared into her mother’s furious wolf eyes, glowing with something far more terrifying than anger. “M-Mommy… I’m sorry,” she hiccupped, her small body trembling uncontrollably. “You better perform well next time,” Daniela spat. “Otherwise, no food for two days. Do you understand me?” Venessa
Daniela suppressed the urge to snap Angela’s neck and instead walked to her daughter, Venessa, sitting beside her with forced composure.“Nora, could you set the plate for Axel here?” Angela asked, glancing at her friend, who immediately nodded and moved forward.“Axel, come sit here.” Axel smiled at his father and took the seat beside him. Angela was about to sit when Axel spoke again. “Mom, you should sit there, near Dad. We are family, you know!” He pointed toward the seat where Venessa sat next to Gideon.Little Venessa looked up at Axel, got intimidated by him. Her lips trembled as she lowered her eyes, on the verge of tears. She had thought of befriending the handsome boy, but since his arrival, he had done nothing except glare at her.“Angela, I can tolerate anything, but not my daughter’s tears. Can you teach your son some manners? He has been unnecessarily rude to Venessa.” Daniela seized the moment, pulling Venessa into her embrace as if seeking sympathy from Gideon. Venessa
“She is our daughter, little man. Your Dad is also her Daddy.” Daniela smiled sweetly at Axel, but Angela knew that smile too well. It was the same cunning curve of lips she used before planting dirt in innocent minds. She swallowed the fury clawing up her throat as she watched her so-called sister run her poisonous tongue yet again. Axel’s gaze shifted to Venessa, who smiled at him with hopeful innocence, trying to befriend him. He answered her with a hard, possessive stare. “My dad is only mine.” His voice cut sharp, and Venessa blinked, startled by the anger in his tone. “But… he is my daddy,” she whispered, looking at Gideon, who suddenly found himself without words. To him, Venessa and Axel were equal, and He didn’t want to break one child’s heart to soothe the other. “Mom, who is she? What is she saying? How can she be my Dad’s daughter? Last time I checked, I never had a sister.” Axel demanded, eyes burning with confusion. Angela exhaled slowly and shot Gideon a dangero
“Are you sure you want to do this?” Nora asked. “I really don’t know, Nora. I want to prove myself innocent. I need to talk to Jordan. But Gideon isn’t letting me go near any man let alone him. I can’t let people look at me with those filthy eyes again. That time I was helpless. Not anymore.” “But what will you even ask him? He blamed everything on you. I don’t trust him, Angela.” Nora grumbled preparing Axel’s special breakfast. “I know. I didn’t forget. But yesterday he wanted to say something before Gideon came. My instincts say I must hear him once. Maybe his parents were involved too. By the way, where are they?” “Alpha banned them….” “Mom!” Angela’s head snapped toward the door and she stood up abruptly seeing Axel with Dr Zamini behind him, standing at the door. “Axel…” She rushed forward and lifted him into her arms, kissing his cheeks repeatedly as tears filled her eyes. “Axel, my baby. How are you? I’m so sorry, mommy couldn’t see you…” she whispered apol
“Look at the pictures clearly. The pictures of his mate from five years ago.” Dash nodded toward the photos in Gideon’s hands. He studied them one by one, his gaze growing darker with each passing second. His eyes twitched when He saw the girl in the photo standing beside another man, not Draven. But it wasn’t the man. It was her face. The face of his wife. “Yes, she is not Angela, but her doppelganger. She was Draven’s original mate, whom he found before Angela. But that girl had already accepted her chosen mate.” Dash leaned back in the chair thoughtfully. “Maybe Draven killed her for that betrayal. He ran into her chosen mate, and it turned into a brutal fight. He slaughtered the man. But the girl…” he paused, “…she was found dead in a dark alley the very same day. No one knows how.” Gideon kept staring at the photographs. The girl, Draven, the other man. Their postures were tense, aggressive. It was clear they had been clashing. Something about it refused to settle in
“You didn’t have to come here, Draven,” Angela muttered as she slipped into his car, avoiding his gaze. “You know how people talk when they see us together.Draven griffin was one of the strong Alpha of the silver moon pack in the southern side of California. And because of his charming and famous
“Angelina Jones. Personal assistant of Draven Griffin. Completed her fashion designing course three years ago. Currently living with her best friend in an apartment in the territory of the Silver Moon Pack. No other background… nothing traceable before that.” Dash’s voice faded into the heavy sile
Draven’s gaze swept across the room before landing on the discomfiting scene in front of him, and his jaw clenched hard. The sight of Angela in such a position did not sit well with him. A flicker of anger crossed his face as he immediately strode toward her. “Angela, what happened?” His voice ca
“Angelina has been working as my assistant for years, Mr. Robert. She is a great designer, so you might have seen her at some event with clients who sponsored her designs,” Draven affirmed smoothly. Robert’s gaze returned to her, and she nodded with a composed smile.“Ah! I see. Maybe you are right







