"It's so nice of you to join us," Sandro said, and he sat on the chair.His eyes moved from Francis to Blaze who stood by the door."I'm only a few seconds late." Blaze replied with a grunt. "Might I ask what held you up?" Sandro slanted his head. Blaze gave a half-shrug, "You wouldn't want to know. It's irrelevant."His eyes stayed on Sandro as he scrutinized him. There was no way he could confess he had been with Arabella. Except he was seeking a death wish. After he had met with Arabella at the hospital earlier, Sandro had warned him against being in her presence. Also, he had accused him of telling her to remain defiant to him whereas it was the opposite.Blaze sighed and let his eyes wander away first. Sandro had a knack for knowing when someone was lying after staring for too long. He wasn't just the leader, and their gang wasn't just an ordinary gang as most people saw it.They were a werewolf pack. In the human world, it was near impossible for such a creature to be in e

Sighing for the umpteenth time, Arabella gripped the handle of the car door.She heaved a breath, and let her hand slide down again.She peered through the closed window and back at the driver, "Do you know when Sandro would be coming out?""That, I don't know." Mr. Rex said. He lifted his gaze from his phone and turned to face Arabella, "I'm sure he'll be with us soon. But, you don't need to be afraid. I promised to keep you safe."Arabella drew in a staggering breath and slouched in the seat.She had been in the car for four hours.As soon as they got to the middle of nowhere, that was the only description she could give to her location as what she could see was only the swaying of trees and nothing.Sandro had walked into the dense forest. She didn't know where exactly he went but she was certain he stopped at the large house she could see from where she sat.Aside from Sandro's disappearance, what bothers her the most was the middle of the road they were in.She heard howls of wo

Arabella's eyes snapped open and she let out a groan before rolling to her side.She winced as pain shot through her at the little movement.She blinked several times to clear her blurry vision as her eyes opened fully. Her bright blue eyes collided with a figure in black hoodies in front of her and she lurched back in fright.Arabella shrieked as she darted out of bed before realizing it was Blaze who stood before her.Blaze pulled the hood that covered almost half of his face and shook his head. "I didn't mean to frighten you."Arabella scowled and heaved a breath, "I almost had a heart attack. I could have died!""I didn't mean for that to happen," He repeated, "I was only watching to make sure you are fine.""What happened?" She asked, furrowing her brows.She believed something must have happened for Blaze to want to watch over her. Nothing of such had happened and she didn't think Sandro would allow it.Maybe, Sandro gave him the order since he controls literally everything in t

"Goodness, that bástárd!" Blaze gritted his teeth.He had marked her and claimed her as his! The mark on her neck was the mate bond that was common in werewolves, only that hers hadn't formed properly.Also, she was clueless and assumed it was a hickey. Perhaps, it was best she didn't know what it was and he wasn't ready to explain it to her as well.Again, he didn't know Sandro would do something as awful as that. How would he mark someone that felt nothing for him?It was insane but Blaze was certain he was trying to claim his territory.No one would mate with her after seeing the mark.Heck, they'd be frightened to do anything with her as she fúcking had the imprint of an Alpha!"What's wrong?" Arabella asked for the umpteenth time.Blaze turned to her and grunted.Arabella sighed. He was doing the same thing and hadn't given her what she requested.A few seconds ago, they had been in the living room, before he yanked her into the room, shutting the door as though someone was watchi

It was later in the evening Sandro got back from his search.He booted the door to his room open and walked straight to the bar.Uncapping the cover of the white rum, he poured it to the brim inside the highball glass in front of him."Bítch," Sandro winced as the liquor scorched his throat, "Where could she have been to?"He had gone back to the house he took her from and noticed it was empty. He had even gone as far as to go to the place she was working and no one had seen her ever since the day he took her.Sandro shook his head. The more he thought of her disappearance without footage to show how she was escaping, the stranger it was coming to terms that she had escaped without any help.It was weird but his instinct kept pointing at Blaze being the perpetrator. He knew everything that was going on but he didn't want to say it."That bástárd! I'll pluck out his fúcking traitorous heart!" He downed the rest of the white rum and set the glass on the bar counter before striding out o