Nadia stayed transfixed at the scene happening in front of the house. Her Nana had rushed up to alert her just when the Weres were marching to the front of the house and her heart had leapt in panic when she saw Angel carrying someone and marching behind the others. The sights of the naked women, flanked by the guards, made her cover her mouth in horror. She had immediately recognized one of them as the lady she often saw with her uncle. She wore the same bland look; there was no sign of any form of emotion just as she remembered. Nadia’s eyes settled on the other one. From where she stood, she saw when the lady jerk her eyes in the direction of the main entrance, and then, a swift blur of actions followed that made her hitch a breath. The lady emptied the contents of the stomach of three guards, slit the throats of two and jabbed one repeatedly in the chest before killing herself. Nadia’s Nana made a distress-filled cry and tried to pull her away from the glass wall, but she didn

‘I know,’ Xavier said and gave someone named Darrow some instructions via mind-link. Angel could feel that the Were was also an Alpha wolf but not of Wulfblood. He wondered then just how many alphas were there! He almost laughed out loud. Antonio Rufus had no idea what he had walked into for sure. ‘Will you tell me your name?’ Xavier asked, drawing him out of his musings. He let out a sigh and replied, ‘Call me Angel.’ ‘Thank you, Angel. I hope we get to talk and meet when this is over…’Angel wanted to reply but Antonio Rufus yelled, “You are a fool if you think you are in any position to make deals. Perhaps I ought to show you a demonstration of what I'm capable of…” He then stepped back and raised his gun, directing it to the head of the male Were posing as Xavier’s father. Angel clenched his jaw, shut his eyes and heard Antonio Rufus add, “I see this didn’t work on you…” Then a loud blast resounded in the night. The smell of blood assailed his senses. When he opened his eyes th

Aside from Antonio Rufus, Angel and Blaze, the other people left on the jet returning to Moscow were the new doctor, the two pilots and one male flight attendant. Angel felt like the dead and knew he smelt like one. He wasn’t surprised when the doctor came out shortly after, wrinkled his nose and asked Blaze and him to go clean up and find a change of clothes. Thankfully, the jet had a private bathroom and, since anyone with the authority to give them hell was dead or in Antonio Rufus' case, sleeping, the two took their time having a hot bath. Angel grinned when he saw extra boots and clothes packed in a bag by the door to the bathroom. He picked the bag up and threw it at Blaze. The other Were caught it in mid-air and quickly rummaged through. They found new pairs of shoes that were their sizes, but the cargo pants and tops were a tad small. Blaze groaned when he wore it and saw it was too fitted on him. It showed off his muscular frame and the cargo pants were a tad uncomfort

Angel grunted hard and went to stand at the beginning of the pathway, watching Nadia run to him. And just when Wolfe was about to pounce on her, he leapt up to grab the cell rods to his right, scaled forward and landed in front of Wolfe. The other Were collided with him and in reflex, buried his claws in the same side, Angel was stabbed. Angel let out a loud, pain-filled cry and half-shifted instantly. He snarled at the other Were, baring his teeth, menacingly before grabbing Wolfe by the throat to pin him hard to the side iron bars."I don't give a fuck about the kind of madness that's going on in your head, look at her and look at her well. If you hurt a hair on her head, I will take the pleasure of tearing you apart limb for limb before emptying your gut! Do you understand me, Wolfe?!" he snarled close to the other Were's face. "She is one of them! They killed my mate!" he snarled back with an effort."I am not going to tell you twice! You touch her, you DIE!" Angel yelled in a lo

While the others were still making fun of Freki, Angel sat down to ponder on his plan. But the scent of Nadia clinging to his skin, kept distracting him, forcing him to dwell on what they just shared. He patted his pocket to make sure the keys were still there even though he knew they were. He had hidden the second phone in a small hole he dug in the concrete wall just under his bed and he tapped his right foot on the floor as he recounted what he needed to do before he made that call to Xavier and hoped by then, his cousin would have gotten his message. And with Daniel now sending guards after him, he knew once he found out that he had survived the attack, he would find other means. And he knew what the bastard was capable of. His eyes darted from one cell to the other, watching his friends chat animatedly, making Blaze recount their ordeal over and over, word for word. His eyes settled on Blaze and his heart tightened, happy that for once the young Were had something to laugh abo