MasukThe special agency led by Inspector Antonelli, had found the site of Ombra Nera’s last weapons transfer and were working their way up the chain of command, a trail that led directly to the Moretti family. They were close. Too close.We didn't think it was a personal vendetta against Sandro because they would have made another move after the first. With this, it turns out we were wrong. “Are you sure?” I asked Sandro.He hesitated for a moment before nodding. “I’m asking you to use your magic to help me, help us.”My eyes widened in surprise, but I nodded slowly, the corners of my lips turning up into a small, hopeful smile. “I’m glad you finally came around.”“But you need to promise me you'll be careful. I can't have anything happening to you,” he said, his voice a low rumble.I walked towards him and took his hands in mine. “I'll be careful. I promise,” I said, my smile full and genuine.The next morning, we had a closed door meeting where we went over the plan with Sandro's most t
“I thought you said that Lin barely had any magic,” Sandro said, giving me a look of disapproval. “Was that a lie?”I stammered. “No, well, yes…not exactly. It's not as though she doesn't have powers. Only that she requires a powerful source to draw from, so she can harness their powers.”“She can control it, I assure you,” I told him. Undoubtedly, my plan was risky, it was reckless but no one had a better alternative. Lin’s powers were relatively safe. She had the ability to manipulate the mind. She was a mind faery. She could listen to and manipulate a person's thoughts but she could only do that by siphoning magic from an external source and temporarily using their magic while still in contact with the source. Sandro shook his head in disbelief. “And what source would she harness the magic from? Is there a magic artifact that she can take or what?”I took a deep breath, bracing myself for his reaction. “Yes, there is. Me.”“What does that mean? Sandro asked, his voice a low rumbl
Sofia's revelation made no sense. Not to me, not to her, and certainly not to Sandro.How could the same man have discovered our existence as werewolves and at the same time, be a part of an agency that busted Ombra Nera’s operations? It felt too bizarre to be a coincidence and if it was, it was a damn good one.“Inspector Valerius Antonelli. We have his face so we know everything there is to know about him now. The only thing is, he's heavily protected round the clock and doesn't have loose ends we can use to set him straight,” Silas reported one afternoon while I was having lunch with my mate.Since the whole saga, Sandro was staying indoors more often which meant we got to spend more time together, which was great. Sandro nodded. “Let me know if anything changes,” he said then dismissed him.“When you say loose ends…do you mean to hurt someone?” I asked Sandro when we were alone, making sure to voice my question in the least vulgar way possible. He sighed. “It's best if you don't
I ordered for immediate protocols to be implemented in the pack, starting that very day I received the news. Members of the pack were to avoid anything that'll take them into town until I figure out what to do about the situation. Humans shouldn't be aware of the existence of werewolves. Never. “It's really serious huh?” I heard Elara say as she came to stand beside me.She looked ethereal in her flowery flowing dress. “It is. No one should leave the pack into town for now,” I explained, looking at the pack members that were shuffling around, trying to put things in place.“I have my men doing what they can to find the person who approached Sofia and find out what they know but we have to be safe first,” I told her with a knowing look.She rolled her eyes mockingly. “Nobody would be going into town, I got it.”“No one. Especially not you. You have your history from when you were in Open Creek, coupled with… this magic that seems to be out of control. You'll just be putting yourself
The creature didn't disappear. Not when I rubbed my eyes vigorously, not when I washed my face, not even when I spent the night in Sandro's room and returned to my room in the morning.“Is this a bad dream?” I asked out loud as I slowly walked towards my bed. Like my disbelief wasn't enough, the strange creature spread open a pair of tiny webbed wings and fluttered towards me.“What the hell are you?” I whispered, cocking my head in bewilderment. “Good morning Luna. I waited for you all day,” the tiny voice came again. It was clearly coming from the small creature but I could barely make out a mouth on it. “I'm Lin. I'm a faery, your faery,” she introduced with a small curtsey.I pointed at myself, confused. “My faery?”“I was released from my home when your magic had a burst a few days ago,” she said. “The magic had a huge effect on my home, causing a tremor that sent me here. It didn't take me long to find you. You're magic is a magnet to mine, so I followed it,” she explained, her
My ears were ringing. Sandro's words were playing over in my head. I laughed, a dry humourless sound. “This is great. This is just great, Sandro. What else are you keeping from me?”“I'm not keeping anything from you, can you just listen and–” I cut him off. “First it was the mafia and then the prophecy about me that could still be true. Now I'm finding out you have a daughter? What could be n–”“Elara!” He bellowed in his Alpha voice and my mouth snapped shut instantly. My eyes widened when I realized I had just confessed to eavesdropping on his conversations. I lowered my eyes from his.“Wait. Did you just say prophecy?” Sandro asked, taking slow predatory steps towards me. “How did you hear about that?”His movements flashed my mind back to long before our relationship started blossoming. How every interaction we had was a predator vs. prey moment. I felt like a prey once again.His hands moved and I flinched instinctively. “Please don't hurt me,” I begged, covering my face wit







