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Present. "Where are we going?" she asked, staring ahead at the road. "For now, I'm taking you somewhere safe, then we'll head to London first thing in the morning," he said. "I believe we should head to Daly City and fly from there," Harrison said as she nodded her head. "So, Beta Luca is your mate?" he asked as she bobbed her head. "And you didn't want him as your mate. You want to have a chosen mate?" He asked and she nodded her head again. "You don't like him?" he asked, glancing at her. "I don't," she said calmly, Harrison nodded, staring ahead at the road. "You can sleep if you want, we still have a long journey ahead of us," he said. Angela leaned back in her seat as she stared out of the window. Her heart thudded wildly inside her chest at the prospect of her dare. She had talked to Harrison in the club. He had asked about the pendant, and she had to tell him Luca had taken it, he frowned so she further explained that Luca was her mate, but she was
Present. Her whole body ached, and she couldn't even move. She tried to open her eyes, but it was too difficult. She barely succumbed in and out of consciousness. After a while, she was able to open her eyes as a groan slipped through her chapped lips. Her mouth was dry as if someone rubbed sandpaper all over it. She blinked slowly, staring at the chandelier that was lit with soothing golden lights. The bed beneath her was so soft and cozy, encasing her in its warmth. She lay there immobile staring at the chandelier. She was completely out of space for a couple of seconds before she tried to move her hand but couldn't. Her brows creased and she tugged again only to feel them restrained. Her eyes broadened slightly as she looked up and stiffened, finding her wrists cuffed to the headboard. A chill scraped her spine as she jerked up in a sitting position. A groan tore through her lips feeling severe throbbing in her head and the sudden dizziness. She sat up straight and tu
Past. 4 years ago. A year passed in a blur. Angela was getting better day by day. Now she didn't only spar with Nolan. She also sparred with Kevin and sometimes with Connie and other trainers. She didn't go down without a fight. And she had gotten exceptionally faster and sharper. "Come on, give it a try," Angela said, holding a glass of blood in front of Kevin who was using his phone and staring at her as if she was flaunting horns on her head. "Just don't stare at me. Try it and tell me how it is?" She said, shoving the glass in his face. "Are you crazy," He grumbled, annoyed by her and her eyes widened at what he just said. "What's so crazy about it? I'm just asking you to give it a try. Taste and tell me how it is?" Kevin dropped his phone on his lap, crossing his arms over his chest, he glared at her. "Why don't you try it?" He was so annoyed that he didn't even scent what was in the glass. "I did. I don't like it, it tastes like copper and metallic," She
Past. 4 years ago. Angela couldn't sleep for the last three nights. She didn't even go for training. The girl felt drained and so sad. She didn't leave her room. Violet came to check on her. Angela was the sunshine of the mansion. Always goofing around and pranking. The girl never failed to give hearty laughter to everyone. Kevin also came twice and asked her if everything was okay. She told him that they'd be going back next week. He didn't leave though. He crouched on the floor in front of her and gently asked her what was wrong. Ever since they both were in the vampire kingdom; they were together most of the time having fun. She'd talk nonstop and he'd listen grumpily. Angela couldn't contain it anymore as she sobbed and told him about her feelings and how Luca rejected her. Kevin listened patiently and then comforted her. He bought her cakes and chocolates, so she'd feel better. He called Luca a douchebag for breaking her heart and she nodded while munching on the cak
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
Present. Shakily she grabbed the dress. He turned his back to her and waited patiently. This time he could hear a little bit of shuffling. He paused for a couple of minutes before asking. "Are you done?" It was stupid of him to give her privacy when he was the one who changed her clothes when she was unconscious, but he felt like she needed it at the moment. No response came from her side. He waited a little longer before he turned to face her. She was in a kneeling sitting position on the bed. He noticed the red marks on her wrists because of the cuffs. What the f*ck was wrong with him? Why did he lose his calm like that? He ended up marking her against her will, but it was all because she was hell-bent on running away from him. Luca grabbed the discarded dress and tossed it in the laundry basket in the bathroom. Washing his hands he dried it and walked back into the room. Grabbing the tray, he placed it on the bed beside her. "Eat this. I'm waiting outside the room. If you don'
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. "F*ck!" She cried out as he pounded her. Her legs involuntarily wrapped around his torso as she gripped his biceps to balance herself on the cabinet. Luca was grabbing her waist in a firm grip as he f*cked her. Her eyes were closed as she bit her bottom lip not wanting to make any noise and boost his ego because it felt so good. It was angry sex. Pain with pleasure. Angela could never imagine that Luca '\would ever hold her like this. And yet here they were. Her body was on fire, and she was replenishing her energy, but he didn't need to know that. Angela wasn't that weak of a person to kill herself. She'd rather kill him than commit a suicide. His rejection made her love herself harder in all those years. The girl was having a peaceful moment to kill all the voices in her head. But like a lunatic, he thought she was trying to kill herself just to escape him. She was stronger than that. Her nose scrunched and her eyes wide