Present. A severe throbbing on her neck had her squirming as she groggily opened her eyes. Her eyelids felt as if a ton of weight was tossed over them, and her body felt like a bulldozer ran over her a couple hundred times. Her mouth was as dry as the Sahara Desert as she groaned. Her head pounded with a dull throb and even the back of her eyes ached. She felt so drained, exhausted, and weak. Angela tried to connect to her wolf, but she was so damn weak. Her eyes darted around the room, a fleeting second passed, and everything came back as she tried to pull at the restraints on both of her wrists. The chains were hanging from the ceiling and her hands were tied apart in such a way that her arms were spread like an eagle. Her palm that burned because of the silver hadn't healed properly; her wolf was too weak to heal her wounds. Tears brimmed in her eyes as she scooted back on the bed to rest her back on the headboard properly. The itching pain on her neck was a constan

Warning! Sexual Content ahead. Present. Angela resisted, fighting against his hold on her jaw but it was too damn strong, and the sparks were doing weird things to her body. It was absurd how her body was betraying her. Instead of wanting to get away, she wanted to part her lips for him. His tongue slipped into her mouth clashing with hers as he easily dominated the kiss. His free hand slid in her wet locks as he grabbed the back of her head, pulling her closer and deepening the kiss. Her head was twisted in a painful angle and when he applied a little more pressure nibbling on her lower lip. A moan of pain slipped through her lips. His eyes flew open, it didn't take him long to know what the cause of it was. In one swift move, he changed their positions so now she was straddling him. Angela gasped; her hands flew to his shoulders to balance herself. The water caused her dress to hitch up as her bare ass rested on his crotch, she stiffened feeling his member nestled be

Warning! Sexual Content ahead! Present. "Just one more time," He whispered, sliding inside her as she groaned. It was more slippery this time. Luca thrust inside her at a very slow pace, and she could feel every inch of him. He wanted to kill her with sex. She was sure of it. "Please," She whimpered. Angela didn't even know what she was pleading for. For him to treat her roughly or to cherish her soul. "I'll go slow," He murmured, kissing the heel of her foot. Angela couldn't look him in the eyes as she looked away. Luca was dripping with masculinity. Hot. Sexy. And a f*cking bastard! He reassembled a feral beast. Letting go of her leg he leaned closer. Grabbing her hands he intertwined their fingers and slammed her hands above her head as he hovered over her. Her lips were swollen, tempting. Leaning further down he crashed his lips on hers in a savage kiss. Luca kissed her thoroughly. Nibbling on her bottom lip, an illicit moan slipped through her lips when h

Present. Angela abruptly stepped back as he glanced at her over his shoulder. Walking down the stony path into the garden he pulled the chair for her. Angela quietly sat on it as he took the chair in front of her. Her eyes bounced around the garden, and she was in awe at how beautiful and fresh it felt to be out there, the pond was just beside them, the water so clear she could see all those multicolored fishes in the pond, it also had a small artificial fountain. The weather was so beautiful, the sun was veiled by light grey clouds, making the atmosphere a lot more pleasant. "My men found out that Harrison was tortured before he was killed the night I found you," he said calmly. Angela paused for a fleeting second before she continued to admire her surroundings as he continued. "I believe you knew about him being the one sending those threats. Instead of asking for my help, you decided to deal with him on your own, and not only that; you were planning to flee, hence g

Past. 1 year ago. As Aurora, Silvia, and Catherine were guiding the staff in setting the table and handing out party poppers to everyone, she stepped back to observe everything. "Happy birthday," The familiar voice startled her as she turned around only to find Kevin standing there grinning. She punched his arm grinning as he winced, faking it while rubbing his arm dramatically. "Well, thank you," She beamed, and he handed her a huge box of chocolates and macarons. "You're the best," She grinned, taking those boxes from him. Angela handed it to the staff who took it to her room like all the other gifts she was receiving. "How was your mission?" She asked. "It was easy. We just had to administer a potion in a man's drink and the next thing he forgot about our existence," Kevin mused. Cases like this occurred once in a while when humans found out about their identity, so the warriors were sent with memory glitch potions which made them forget about werewolves' exis