"Tell me the truth, Blaze. Did you know about Arabella's whereabouts?" Janice asked as she placed an ice pack on his broken ribs.She flicked his head and giggled as he winced."What is that for?!" Blaze glared, rubbing his temple."I wanted to see if it needs a bandage. And I have gotten my answer.""I'll manage." He said, removing her hand from his head. "I can heal myself, remember?""Oh, that is right. I keep forgetting that. I forgot you were a pure-blood werewolf."Janice bit her lower lip as heat fused into her cheeks at the contact his hand made with her. She grimaced and averted her face."I don't know where Arabella is," Blaze spoke up.Janice's head shot up and she creased her brows, "Then why was he hitting you if you don't know where she went? Sandro is too impatient.""Don't say that in front of him. The last thing I want is to see you getting punished." Blaze warned."Sandro will never punish me!" Janice said and she sighed. "But what he did to Arabella is awful. She do

Mate? Blaze mused.He hadn't thought of him being with Arabella.She was Sandro's and he never assumed he'd have her even though he had some funny feelings whilst with her.But then, he reckoned his protective nature was due to her being fragile and needing help all the time. He didn't attribute it to anything.'You like her?' Thalia asked again.Blaze snapped out of his thought and his eyes wandered to her. He realized she had changed back to her human form.He stared at Arabella who was still in his arms. Her arms were wrapped around his neck and her chest pressed into his.His heart fluttered at the nearness and his stomach did a flip flop. His nostril flared as her scent wafted in and he let out a groan."I knew you did the moment you tried to keep her away from me and him.""Enough, Thalia." Blaze glared.Arabella jumped and she held him tighter."You can look now." He mumbled."No, please, I'm scared of it." Arabella whimpered."Oh, poor you." Thalia jeered. "All humans are frea

Sandro grimaced as he slid out of the blue convertible car. He pocketed his hands in the blue denim he donned and slipped them out again to caress his chin that was spotting a three-day-old beard.He inhaled deeply and let it out slowly as his nostril flared. A floral fragrance wafted into his nose and he swirled, narrowing his eyes.They stayed on a curvaceous leggy brunette. She donned a burnt orange metallic miniskirt that slid up each time she moved.His eyes travelled to the belly ring she had which was barely covered by the floral crochet crop top she donned.A bright smile adorned her oval face, and she slid the aviator sunglasses she donned down her sharp, straight nose."Fancy seeing you here." She said, Her voice was husky just like how he remembered it the last time he was inside her."Alessandro." She added.The way she said his name all the time above a whisper made his skin tingle. He still reacted to her, and he wondered if he'd ever stopped."Thalia," Sandro mumbled as

“I like what you think of me.” Sandro grinned.He winked at Blaze as he strode towards Thalia.With each step he took, she took two backwards.“I hate you,” She said.“I don't think so, darling,” Sandro mumbled. “Have you forgotten so soon?”Thalia scowled. “I do hate you, Alessandro, and I can't believe I was with a man like you.”Sandro chuckled, ignoring her words. It wasn't the first time he heard such words from her.Moreover, Arabella had told him the same thing over again, and he didn't think it mattered.He gazed at Arabella; she was still in the same spot he left her. A satisfied smirk graced his face at the state she was in.Helpless and fragile. Just like how he wanted her to be.His eyes flickered back to Thalia.“A lot of things have happened since you left. But I don't think now is the time for catching up.”He slipped into the plaid shirt with him.Thalia was glad he had worn something. She could look at him without having nasty thoughts of him shredding his clothes and

“Hey.”Arabella's eyes flickered away from the screen of her phone to Blaze, who was by the door.He stepped further into the room and towards her bed, sitting where he left a few seconds ago, he gazed at her intently.“What?” Arabella asked. She covered her face, conscious of how she looked.A blush crept up her cheek, and she grimaced. It was her first time caring about her appearance whilst with Blaze.She never cared if she had bed hair or was in her Pyjamas.But now, she wished she was looking her best.“Stop staring at me.” She mumbled. Although she didn't see him, she felt his gaze on her.“How do you know I am still staring at you? You covered your face.” Blaze said.“It's weird, but I can feel the intensity of your stare. Even if I am asleep, I can sense you staring at me.”Blaze chuckled. He removed her hand from her face and intertwined his finger with hers.He sucked in a deep breath as his fingers tingled at the contact.Heat flooded inside of him, and he winced as his pan