Adelia’s Point of ViewThere was a dark figure peering at me from the foot of my bed. A six-foot-something hulk of a man.With every inch he walked closer my heart involuntarily sped up.My home was full of people. My family.The male beside me inhaled. Scented the air.Holy hell, his chest expanded past what I thought possible. Made him even larger than he appeared at first.But the closer he came, the more stifling the air seemed to get. An undercurrent seemed to spread out from him. Drew me in.Inhaling deeply, I steadied myself.He reached for me then. Intended to grab me. Or stab me. Strangle me. Fuck.I was up and going before he could fully realize what was happening. He moved with me. Seemed to anticipate what I was about to do before I did it. Was hot on my heels in seconds.He reached me with a yelp of my lungs. Forced me to the floor with a thump of my skull against the tiles.A scream lodged in my throat.“Get off of me!” I screamed at him, spinning onto my back. Clawed at

Adelia’s Point of View“What is your name?” Ciaran asked the man. There was a flicker of irritation in his eyes as he looked at the Alpha. But his lips remained fully sealed. Ciaran growled. Demanded again. “What is your name?” This was met with a sneer and the brooding male spitting in front of Ciaran’s feet.Alvara’s hand flashed forward and clasped around her mate’s wrist, already knowing what he wanted to do.“You tried talking to him when she was asleep and he didn’t. He’s not going to now.” She offered in a small voice. I should have chimed in then. Offered my services by telling them that I would talk to him alone. But I was tired and defeated. My house was now a mess. All I wanted to do was sleep.“Adelia can always talk to him,” Ciaran offered. My stomach dropped into my shoes. So much for getting another few hours of sleep.Alvara cut him a flat look.“What’s your name?” I asked the man chained to the floor, not keeping my irritation out of my voice.His eyebrow perked

Siya’s Point of ViewMy rage fueled my muscles to the point where I was afraid they might tear apart. My fingers screamed at me to stop pulling at the metal around my waist. But I didn’t. Heard my shoulder pop but carried on.Even as the smell of blood filled my nose.Adelia was out there somewhere, getting hurt, no doubt. Stubborn fucking woman. She should have agreed to go with me. None of this would have happened if she had agreed. Finally, the sound of metal ripping apart and breaking filled my ears. The body shackle fell to the floor with a clang.Next came the shackles around my feet. They broke easier than the one around my waist. Was made of a thinner metal. But my hands were breaking open and scaring over in record time. Phaedra should have fucking waited. The bitch should have known I would need another day or two to get Adelia back home. Not rush in guns blazing.With my feet free, this only left my hands. I wasn’t going to rip them from my wrists with only one hand. No.

Adelia's Point of View“Get out, Nessa,” Siya growled again and the girl shrunk into herself.My eyes narrowed at him.“If she goes, then so do you,” I replied, keeping my chin high.There was a spark in his eyes. A little more light entered them. As if he was caught by surprise.“You don’t want to know why she is my sister?” He asked me pointedly.Nessa’s eyes hurried between the two of us. Scanned each of us with the same amount of apprehension. Like I was the same person as him. As if I could ever fucking be.Shrugging, I sat upright. Crossed my arms over my chest. “Well, I assume when a mommy wolf loves a daddy wolf very much-““Can we keep her?” Nessa asked, face breaking into a large smile.Siya sighed. Pinched the bridge of his nose. “Go find father. Or anyone else. I would like to talk to Adelia alone.” He urged.The girl stood her ground.“Like she said, if I go, so do you,” Nessa stated and smiled deviously at her brother.I liked her. She caught on fast. Despite her ramming

Adelia's Point of View“I never thought I would see the day the mighty Siya Mxolisi got blue balls. But here we are and I am so fucking amused.” Nessa chimed, her pace beside me rhythmic.I scowled at her but kept my pace light. Felt my blood course through my veins soothingly. “I’m surprised he actually thought I would sleep with him after he literally kidnapped me,” I replied, venom seeping from every word.Our little tryst in his room was nothing. Meant nothing. Not whilst I was his prisoner.And seeing as that last fact won’t change for a while, I refused to bend to his will.Nessa stiffened at the tone of my voice. Her pace faltered for a second before catching up again. “You don’t seem as angry as I imagined you’d be,” She stated.Across the courtyard, I could see Siya standing beside one of his other guards. His eyes never left my form. Even when he had stormed out of the room after my rejection last night. He still seemed intent on watching me.“There’s no time for anger. Not