Sandro panted. His sea-green eyes narrowed, and he winced as a muscle in his back popped. “Shít!” He darted across the room to the corner, far away from where Thalia was. He leaned against a pillar and grasped the chain lying on the floor, wrapped it around his body and secured it with a lock. “Alessandro?” Thalia shot him a questioning look as he tightened his grip on the chain. “Do not come closer.” He repeated, slowly. But, she did the opposite of what he said. Thalia parted the curtain and stared at the sky. “It's not even a full moon yet, why are you shifting? I thought you could control your shifting at will.” She glared at Sandro as he didn't respond, and she heaved a sigh, “You need to keep calm, Sandro. You can control this.” “It's different.” Sandro winced as his knees gave way. He fell to the floor and stayed on all fours, “You need to leave the fúcking room!” “How can I when I don't even know what is going on with you? You make me confused here!” “You don't need

Sandro hurried towards the infirmary and at the same time, he glanced around so as not to be caught unaware. He hadn't seen any sign of the intruders as Thalia had said, but he could hear some yelling outside, which meant the rest of the pack members were keeping them busy. He stepped inside to see Arabella curled up on the bed. Gazing at her, he let out a breath he didn't realize he was holding. It was weird, but as soon as Thalia said they were under an attack, the first thing his mind had gone to was Arabella. Although he was still aching from the aftermath of the shot, he had the urge to go watch over her. Perhaps, it was his wolf's doing because lately, Lace had been doing things he wouldn't do. His wolf had been having some nasty thoughts about the bítch and even stirred whenever she was near. He wouldn't deny her scent being alluring, but he believed he had been with a far more captivating woman than her. Arabella's skin tingles and she turned slightly. Sandro was in th

The door went ajar and Arabella shot out of bed.She scurried to the corner of the room and crouched.Arabella heard the noises from outside and Francis had informed her they were under attack before he left again.Just like Blaze and Sandro, he warned her not to leave the room. But she sensed he was genuinely concerned about her well-being, just like Blaze.But she wondered if the attackers had come to kill her as they did to the others because she doubted Sandro and his men were strong enough to hold them off.Francis had described the attackers as a formidable enemy.Covering her face, she trembled as the footstep got closer."Please," she whispered. Then cleared her throat as she could barely hear herself."Please, don't hurt me.""So, you are the Delicate Rose from the Rosette dynasty?"Arabella's head snapped up and her blue eyes collided with Sandro's sea-green orbs.He narrowed them at her, and he snarled. She glimpsed two canines, which looked more like fangs before they disap

Arabella glared at Thalia as she stepped into the room. "You stupid bítch." Thalia sneered. "I don't know what they ever saw in you. A fúcking lowly human." She moved to grip her hair but Arabella was quick to notice and she slapped her hand away. "What the fúck is your problem? You don't just come in here to swear at me and assume whatever you want. I don't even know what you are talking about!" She slammed back. "Oh, so now you can curse at me and pretend you are clueless about what I am on about?" Thalia scowled. She twisted her lips in disgust. "I wouldn't blame you. It's the men who gave you the audacity to do so." "You can cuss and I can't?" Arabella retorted. She crossed her arms on her chest. "What planet are you from and who the hell do you think you are?" She was tired of how Thalia treated her. As if she wasn't human! She was tired of her nagging and constant accusations. Moreover, she was tired of her feeling too entitled. She believed all the men were made for her

"I heard what happened and came as soon as I could.""Yeah," Blaze mumbled, standing from where he sat to enable Francis to take over. But he still held her hand."You did well by cleaning her up and I can't imagine the pain she is going through." Francis grimaced as he eyed the blood on the floor."Janice did." Blaze said. He tightened his grip on Arabella's hand. "Will she be okay? I don't know, I feel this is the last time I'll see her and she neither had a good life... She'll die in pain.""She'll be fine," Francis assured. "She is stronger than you think.""She is," Janice affirmed, letting out a staggering breath.Blaze puffed out a breath and nodded. He dipped his hand into the pocket of the leather pants he donned and brought out the cigarette box."Please, no," Francis said, shaking his head. "I have a patient here.""I keep forgetting it's a no-smoking zone," Blaze grunted out. His eyes strayed to Janice. "When she comes awake, call me.""I will," Janice said. she watched as