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Hazel ran toward them carrying her drawing. "Want to see it?" "Of course." The little girl handed him the paper. Dante accepted it carefully. Then froze. Because the drawing showed four people. Aurora. Darius. Hazel. And beside them... One extra figure. A man labeled in large, childish letters: UNCLE DANTE Hazel pointed proudly at the drawing. "That's you." Dante stared at it for a long moment. Then asked softly, "Why am I there?" Hazel looked confused by the question.

Soon, they would expel me from the territory. As I stood watching the twins sleep, the door suddenly creaked open. I turned quickly and my eyes widened slightly at the unfamiliar presence that entered. Beside him stood Alpha Zarkus, his face expressionless, his eyes fixed coldly on me. But my focus turned to the strange man at his side. He wore a long, black hooded cloak, and in his hand was a wooden staff topped with a round, black crystal. His presence exuded ominously. “Angelicca,” Alpha Zarkus spoke. “I know that even if I banish you, you’ll find a way to return... to take back my sons. So I’ve prepared this, to make sure that never happens. This is my final punishment for you.”

But I just held her. “I wasn’t with anyone; I went home that night when I left with Alana. I did the hickey using a syringe. I won't ever cheat on you, Angel; that’s the only thing you never have to worry about. Roscoe found something, and I stayed away from you to see what would happen.” “What do you mean?” She asked, sitting up and looking at me. “I’ll tell you later, but right now, I need to take you home and feed you before.”

His cheeks were pale white, like he never had that rosy dust. Lucas could see the arms bandaged, his feet were covered in white too. He dragged his chair near the bed and put his face on the bed near Liam's hand, hooking their pinky fingers; he kept starring at the angelic face until he fell asleep. Liam opened his eyes to a white ceiling. He looked around, it wasn’t their home. Where was he? He could hear faint beep but at the moment his brain was overwhelmed. There was a particular stench of antiseptics and the room with all white walls.

She said in a sad tone as she stared at their photo. Angel lost her mother because of an accident when she was 13. It was two months after Angel passed the first stage of transition and found out that she was a Sin. The loss hit her hard and got deeply depressed, to the point that she attempted to kill herself atleast five times. Then, she met Aldrin. Al saved her and introduced her to the world of Sins and combat. It was when Angel started to live a double life to save her sanity and escape her depression. She used training to clear her mind and saw combats as her stress reliever. “Sometimes, I feel bad for this little guy.” She sadly uttered as she caressed Jiro’s face in the picture.

Something moved behind his eyes—a darkness that made my veins melt in an orgasm of their own. He dragged me inside the house and kicked the door shut. Then he shoved me on the couch. I bounced. My dress around my waist. My hair flying everywhere. But I didn’t try to fix it. He stood over me. Bloody shirt. Torn knuckles. Black hair across his forehead. And his eyes—his eyes were not his anymore. Something had come loose within them. Something that made my breath catch. “What the fuck were you DOING, Angel?” His calm completely gone. “You pulled your dress open in a public restaurant. You gave a stranger a cherry. You let him follow you into a bathroom with his COCK OUT—”

Mase's voice roused me from my thoughts and I gaped at his smirking form, right in front of me, clothes in hand. "OMG! I said that all out loud?" I closed my eyes, fearing his answer already. "Sh!t!" "Pretty much," he answered smugly. "...and, I'm dead!" I said, dramatically before falling onto his bed. He mumbled something along the lines of 'drama queen'. "Wait a moment, what were you doing here, in my room, Angel?" ***** Hope you like this chapter! :) Bloom M.

meanwhile in sky good angel : I'm shy evil angel : are you a pervert to watch all these good angel : its romantic evil angel : yeah yeah so much good angel : hehe

‘A win for you is a win for me,’ Juanzo was saying, ‘We can’t let that blond prick win. ‘Agreed.’ Derith replied. In the next instance, there wasn’t just one Hind, but four. ‘What the fuck?!’ Alastor growled, his head whipping around, trying to keep track of the true Hind as the copies zipped back and forth. In his state of confusion, a puff of fire billowed into his face. Letting out a yelp, he dropped down on his belly and flattened his ears. He cringed as heat seared along his back. Juanzo pinned him by the scruff of his neck before he could recover.

Hazel shook her head reminiscing how guilty he looked for nothing. That was how the drug affected him. He did not even remember anything that happened between them. “ Tobias Ashford... ” He snickered darkly. Hazel eyed him and noticed how his hands were all over her. “ He is such an emotional fool. ” He added and looked at her. “ You never disappoint me Angel. ” He grabbed her waist and pulled her close. Hazel stared in his eyes and gulped down the nervous lump forming in her throat. “ What now? ” Hazel asked, making sure to get to know everything from him.