♦Raphael’s Point Of View♦ “Arielle, please wake up. I need you.” I whispered, brushing a small strand of her hair from her face. It had been three days since we returned from The Intertwine. Three days and my sleeping beauty’s eyes hadn’t even twitched. I had been by her side the whole time I was awake, waiting and praying to the moon goddess that she would wake up. Joan had said she would wake up soon, but every second she wasn’t awake, it made my chest squeeze. How soon was soon? She had to wake up. I was losing my mind seeing her so frail and weak, covered with bandages from all the injuries that she had sustained from the bug bites. We had even tried magic-induced drugs, and they helped her leg a bit, but the wounds she had remained the same. I was sure it was because she got them from The Intertwine. I couldn’t protect her enough. I had laid half-dead, unable to do anything against the devil bugs apart from waiting for the hands of death. While she got hurt not just trying to

♦Raphael’s Point Of View♦“I heard you had an accident, but I never expected you to look as terrible as this. What happened?” Gordon asked, eyeing Arielle from top to bottom as he sat on the chair opposite us. We sat in the gazebo of the garden as per Arielle’s request, enjoying the cool evening and the fragrances of the flowers.“It’s a long story.” Arielle sighed and took a small bite of her cupcake.“Well, I’m already here despite my will, so listening to a long story won’t be the worst thing that can happen to me.” He leaned back into his chair and crossed his legs. “The last time I saw you two, you guys said you were going on a trip. What exactly happened on this trip that gave her a broken leg and injuries on every inch of her skin?”“I can’t say.” She mumbled, reaching for another cupcake.“Raphael?” Gordon’s eyes flickered at me, and he gave me an intimidating glare that would have made most alphas’ squeak like pigs. But I wasn’t most alpha. I couldn’t be intimidated by an alp

♦Raphael’s Point Of View♦ “Yes? What about Brielle?” Gordon replied, as monotone as before, but he couldn’t fool us. We had caught him, and we were going to drill him till he talked. “I noticed you were quite concerned about her since your visit to Moonshade. It almost seemed like you were interested in her.” I pointed out, trying to drive him to a corner. “I’m only concerned about her because of the type of situation she is in, and I pity her. I would feel the same if it were another woman.” He shrugged, trying to act nonchalant. “Oh, so you don’t have any interest in her.” “As I said, I’m only concerned about her because of the type of situation.” He didn’t say no. If he meant no, he would have said no. Gordon was a straight forward man, but for him to beat around the bush meant one thing… he was definitely interested in her. It seems the Winston sisters had a way of finding their way into hearts. I needed to get Brielle a large bouquet of flowers for doing what no other woman

♦Raphael’s Point Of View♦“Thank you,” Arielle said as I helped her into the large bath tub full of warm water.“You remember how many drops she said you should use, right?” I asked, raising the small vial to my face. I was torn between feeling glad about it and irritated. I was happy it was done so that Arielle would be finally healed, but because it was, George had interrupting me when I was so close. So close to having her.I wanted to grab his neck and strangle him. The idiot had deliberately interrupted us. He wouldn’t have died if he had waited for just a few hours, but he just had to walk in and ruin the mood. I was sure she would have given herself to me without resistance.But I couldn’t complain or be really mad. Arielle was going to be completely fine, and she was bubbling with excitement, and I couldn’t help but feel the same. I didn’t need to even look at her to know that her broken leg was irking her. Though she wasn’t vocal about it, it was written all over her.“Just t

♡Arielle’s Point Of View♡“Arielle.” Raphael let out a low, possessive growl as his eyes turned wolf-like and gold, full of pure hunger.His warm, earthy scent spiked up, higher than I experienced from him, and heat flushed through my skin. A small omega whine escaped my lips without my permission, my body responding naturally to my alpha. His lips curled to a devilish smirk, and moisture began forming between my legs. He wrapped his arm around my naked waist, sending electricity sparks where his hand touched my skin and pulled me closer to him. “Are you trying to drive me crazy with your temptation?” He asked, bringing his face to the crook of my neck and kissing my sensitive spot. I gasped, grabbing his broad, bare shoulders and leaning even closer to him.“Do you know how hard it is for me to control myself around you? Fighting the urge to pin you under me and claim you while your cute lips moan my name? Do you know how difficult it is to hold back when you’re prancing around, sed