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There were flashes from many cameras directed at their limousine immediately they stopped. Chiara groaned silently. The sight of the reporters by the entrance irritated her. It was the annual gala ball hosted by Leonardo. The gala was to celebrate Mariano Corp. and it also served as a means of raising funds for his foundation. The foundation was established by Leonardo, about twenty four years back, right after Chiara was born. The foundation catered for abused women and children, Leonardo was very passionate about this cause.

"Naturally, I conversed with the moon goddess, who prophesied my transformation into a special wolf." “The legend is true, then.” "What legend?" I want to know. As legend tells it, the moon goddess made Angel wolves, like you, to safeguard her threatened people. A malevolent force surfaced in the past, with ruthless wolves obsessed with power and devoid of empathy, aiming to seize control of the entire colony. The annihilation of all humans and other supernatural creatures was their goal. The wolves' world domination plot and destruction of the moon goddess' creation caused her great displeasure. She created the Angel wolves to safeguard each pack and eradicate the evil forces seeking global

I spat. _____________ Third POV: Leyla, Angel’s wife, was considered a rogue since she renounced and fled the Blood Moon Pack. Rogues have a distinctive smell when they no longer belong in a pack. Their scent is described as an old dumpster or rotten eggs. _____________ “It’s funny how you’d think I would stay. I left for MY baby, Angel. You’ll never see her.” She smirked. “At least I know I left her in good hands in a peaceful environment, receiving the love she needs, you know…the type of love you know nothing about. You never deserved me, so what makes you think you deserve her? I don’t understand why the moon goddess fated me to you…you worthless piece of cra—”

Mira slightly chuckled and played the piano again in a soft melody called Think of Me from the theatrical soundtrack of The Phantom of the Opera. “Thank you.” Angel kissed the cheek of his mate while listening to the melody that she was playing on the piano. Then took a deep breath before sharing what he could not do earlier. “Okay, Babe, the Reeves family was once a rogue from a very weird pack called Lone Rogues. My great ancestors were merchants but they were capable of protecting and defending themselves. Of course, we inherit it. We’re capable of making things prosper due to our merchant side and when it comes to combat skills, they were inborn.” Angel started sharing the other secret o

Rex’s POV The demons were becoming more and more than I expected. They weren't this much in the last world. " Try calling out to yours," I said looking at the Angel. He had rode on a unicorn. " I can't connect to her," He said in sadness as we fought. " Try your wings," Liam suggested. The angel had his wings, he had just made them invincible. The Angel brought out his wings and flipped them with an astonishing force, this energy flipped a million demons away. I was amazed by this power. This was one of the reasons angels were to be respected and honored, no clan was as powerful as they are.

❞ he said it with a laugh, but it was still obvious that he was hurt by his situation. ❝Did you dream? We're not in an erotic romance that you're reading, that you sleep with a stranger and wake up and don't remember anything happened.❞ he said firmly, as if he were pissed off at her. Wait! What? Erotic romance—how did he know I read erotic romance novels? Angel secretly buys erotic romance novels, and she also secretly reads them; she only reads them when she has nothing to do and every night to help her sleep. Angel was reading it inside the room, and even her dead twin didn't know it either.

“We stayed quiet thinking it was because you were hurting from the atrocities you’ve had to face at such a young age. We loved you, like our very own. We forgave every little fuck up from your side. But today, if you dare touch my sister, or even me. You’ll have it coming for you, George!” I don't remember the last time I heard Ace being addressed by that name. “Angel is in the hospital because of you, and you're not even going to have the decency to stay back and check up on her…corpse! Because that's what she is at this time, ever since you came into her life. Just what kind of a person are you?” My eyes welled up with tears as I spoke from behind Luis’ shield. “I don't have time for this

I tore off his tie and pressed it against his wound, trying to stop the bleeding. “Hold on. I’ll call an ambulance.” “No… I can feel it… I’m not going to make it…” He lifted his ruined left hand and, with blood-soaked fingers, touched my face. “Rachel… can you forgive me?” I sighed and said, “I forgive you, Victor Medici.” A brilliant light exploded in his eyes, like he was burning through the last of his life. “I love you… Rachel… I really do… One last time… I want to hear you say it again… say you love me…”

Marigold looked at her and said simply “Angel likes taking care of people, helping them. It helps her work through her issues.” She briefly explained the center Angel was opening, and about her ranch, and the people she’d basically adopted as her family. About the rescue horses they would adopt and rehab. The counselor nodded and said, “Some people see all the horror and turn it into a positive and some can never get past the horror.” Meanwhile in the room, Angel was mildly surprised by the dominance that Jackson displayed but she knew she’d win, he just didn’t know it yet. It was Kaleb who asked, “What’s your name?” Never taking her eyes from the staring contest with Jackson she said simply

Angel Where are you" came his desperate voice Suddenly as if thunder Strom, there was light around him, he looked up a unique way of decoration, never in his life, he had imagined the use of the umbrella in decorations, his eyes travelled to the end of it and his breath hitched seeing the view The red light, what amused him it was in the shape of a heart and there stood his angel exactly at the same spot where he first saw hee, his eyes were stuck on the beauty inside that heart, it felt like that's his heart and his lady residing in there His legs rooted to the spot as if paralyzed He didn't even realize the absence of Bozo in his arms She looked divine in that dress, just like a fairy who