♡Arielle’s POV♡A primal howl ripped through the night, and I rolled to my side like I had been doing for some minutes. Beads of sweat ran down my face, and I let out a small, breathy groan. The full moon has come, and from the beastly sounds I heard, Raphael had transformed into a werewolf. I had gone to bed before he did and done what he had told me to do, but I had suddenly woken up with a disturbing feeling all over my body.Another howl rang, and I rolled again, kicking the thick duvet off me. Cold’s bitter hands gripped me, and I shivered at the frigid temperature, but at the same time, I was hot. Like being baked alive. I wanted to strip down to nothing from the intense heat, but I couldn’t because I also didn’t want to freeze to death.Something was wrong with me, and it wasn’t the sickness. It was something else. I could feel it under my skin and in my bones. Small blitzes of current ran through me, throwing my system off balance. My heart thumped faster than it was supposed

♦Raphael’s POV♦ Thick awkwardness hung in the air as Arielle and I sat to eat breakfast at the dining table. It irked me, but it was expected after the intense position we found ourselves in an hour ago. She hadn’t said anything to me since then, except when she muttered a small thanks as I served her oats. She just stared at the plate, taking very small spoons and avoiding my gaze. I wasn’t surprised as to why, though I missed the simple conversation we had as we ate or as I fed her when she was weaker. But I couldn’t blame her. She had offered herself to me, and I turned her down, bruising her ego. She probably thought I didn’t want her or didn’t find her attractive, but she was so wrong. The moon goddess knew I wanted her really, really badly. I wanted her then, and at the moment we ate, I still wanted her. I wanted her sweet kisses, her soft feminine body, and her hot gasp and moan that turned me hard just at the thought. If she looked at me with the same hunger and lust glow

♦Raphael’s POV♦Arielle had touched me without hesitation, something a beta wouldn’t dare do even if they and their alpha spouses had been deeply in love for a long time. She had moved on pure instinct, without a single thought, and touched an alpha wolf she had only met once.But she didn’t seem to be an omega either. Her smell hadn’t spiked up, and there was nothing else but our usual small connection. Maybe there really was the truth about her, but I had no clue about what it was. What other creature could share a connection with an alpha apart from an omega?One look at her contented form, and all my questions went out the window. I could sort them out another time, but at that moment, all I wanted to do was have fun with her. With the exception of video games. I wanted us to have some outdoor activity. It would be a waste to come to a luxurious beach house and spend our time inside when there were a lot of fun things to do on the beach or in the ocean. Like snorkeling. Snorkellin

♦Raphael’s POV♦ “Joan, I want you to do something for me.” I said, placing my elbows on my parted knees and leaning forward like I wanted to tell her a secret. “Anything you want, Alpha.” She replied, also leaning forward, ready to hear what I wanted to say. “First, nobody must know about her identity; I want it to remain a secret. Tell those who already do that it’s an explicit command from me. Two, I want you to not reveal to her that you told me anything.” I stated and her eyes widened. “You want to hide it from her?” She stared at me, appalled by my decision. “Sorry for asking Alpha, but why? Aren’t you angry at her for keeping that a secret after all the years you spent together?” “A little bit.” I lied and chuckled at her question. It made sense that she would think I was supposed to be angry. Heartbroken even. In her eyes, Arielle and I had dated for five years, and her keeping that kind of secret from me was a huge deal. But we weren’t. Our relationship wasn’t based on lo

♡Arielle’s POV♡My eyes widened at the statement, and I quickly averted my gaze back to the ocean. The stupid, giddy feelings he gave me returned to my stomach, and I licked my bottom lip.Raphael didn’t really mean that, right? Of course he didn’t; it was a slip of his tongue. It wasn’t the first time he ignored the fact that we were a pretend couple and said weird things like what was between us was real. But it was the first time it involved the word ‘love’, and it made a strange feeling bubble through me.“Would, right? You mean you would love me more than everything? If you were in love with me, you would love me more than anything in the world, right?” I gushed, clarifying what he had said so he would see the error in his words.“Ah, yes. That was what I meant. It was a hypothetical situation.” He laughed, though it sounded nervous instead of playful or relaxed as usual. Good thing I wasn’t the only one who found what he said weird.“Yeah, it was a hypothetical situation.” I mum