FIORELLA My eyes remained stuck on the figure gazing at me from the door with one question in mind. “What is going on?” “Last time I checked, Vito was the Alpha of this pack, so who is this man standing before me and why is everyone addressing him as the Alpha?” I watched the man approach me, each step he took towards me made me want to flee for my life. But then I couldn't. I still had that annoying smile on my face and it seemed to be urging him to come even closer to me. I forced my lips to straighten, but then it was all to no avail. The stupid smile was stuck on my face. “Who are you?” I asked the moment he got to me. “Your mate and would be husband,” he answered, giving out a smile that sent shivers down my spine. I had zero understanding of what was going on at that moment. The wrinkles on his face made his smile even more creepy. Judging from how he looks, I could guess he was in his late fifties. “You got the wrong person, old man,” I uttered aloud. My words were welc

VITOEntering the room and finding my mate clad in just a towel did thousands of things to me. When she turned around and gave me that one seductive look, I almost lost it, then she pulled off her towel and let it fall to the ground, my pupils diluted in lust. My eyes fell on her twin peaks and I felt myself getting hard. She proceeded to make several advances to me, driving me crazy. But then, she turned around in the process of seducing me. That was when I snapped out of whatever that had enchanted me. My eyes met the familiar rattle on her back. That one tattoo that hunts me, that one tattoo that makes me lose my mind at the sight of it.“Who are you and where is my mate?” I growled. I've seen Fiorella’s back over three times. When I reaped her clothes apart on the first day she arrived here when I almost went all.the way with her in the playroom, not to forget when I bathed and dressed her up, the night I took her to the hospital. Of all these times, I never noticed this tattoo,

"I am not lying. This is my face." She sobbed pitifully but I paid no heed to her cries. I suddenly banged hard on the table making her jerk back, almost getting lost in the chair that held her bound. "Where is my mate!" "I - I- I" she stuttered the same word. She was visibly shaking and whimpering so much so that the words were stuck in her throat. "Alpha Camilla is here," a guard informed me and I turned away. "Drill her a bit and let me know when she is ready to confess but keep her pure and get her some clothes to put on. Get Helena to do it." I walked away and then paused "No touching her face too just in case we need to swap it back if need be." Fab and I stood before the priestess Camilla and awaited her fallacies that always brought sorrow to me when they actually came to pass, annulling my meaning of them being fallacies. Nothing Camilla ever said to me was in my favour but it was better to brace myself for the worst than meander through in the dark. "She speaks the tr

VITO “Fiorella!” Someone was hitting her. My fists clenched and I hurriedly raced down to the garage. There, I met Fab already strapping Michella in. " I was just going to come up and inform you when I’m done. What's up? You look like you have seen a ghost," he queried. "Save the talks for later, let's go save my mate." I swung in behind the wheels and instantly started the car. Fab already revered the engine and it was warm enough to hit the road. "I am driving," I told him. "Your call Alpha. One escort vehicle is ready." He shut the door to the back seat close and I pulled back the cover of the convertible. I reversed out of the driveway with only Michella in the car and Fab was astonished. "Are you leaving without me?" He asked, his eyes wide in surprise as he stood glued to his spot. "Then get the fuck into the car, we don't exactly have the whole day." I snapped at him. "Someone suddenly cares about the same mate he almost killed a few days back. You surprise me every day

FIORELLA"Enough!" Someone disrupted the ceremony, he barked and his very familiar welcoming and loud voice reverberated through the room so loud everyone turned their heads to him except me."I want to combat for her," he continued and I smiled where I stood without looking back. “Vito came for me. Very unbelievable, he probably came to take me back home so he would torture me alone, right?”Typical domineering and territorial Alpha traits.Alfredo growled and faced him head-on. Everyone gasped at Vito's unexpected appearance and I could hear murmurs."How come there are two of them?""Is she really not Michella?"“How can we have two brides?”“I must be seeing things these days.”At these comments I turned around, the combat between Afredo and Vito did not bother me as much as the lady with red hair and my face did.“Was she the Michella everyone mistook me for?” “She definitely is,” my wolf scolded me.I recalled the first day I got here. I was asked why I changed my hair from r