Summoned

Arabella's POV

My eyes widened in shock and I squeaked in fear as I saw Alpha Luciano at the door. I stumbled back in an effort to get away from him and my legs gave out beneath me.

As I fell, he caught me. My hands went to his shoulders automatically as he gripped my waist. We stared at each other for a second. Me in a loose hospital gown, my leg bandaged. Him in an extremely form-fitting suit that seemed solely cut and designed to show off the superiority of the wearer with Margaret passed out on the floor behind us, her blood staining the tile.

A nurse walked in with a notepad and saw Margaret. She shouted raising an alarm and the moment was gone.

Alpha Luciano let go of my waist and I removed my hands from his shoulders balancing on my good leg. He looked at Margaret and whistled.

"You made quite a mess here, Arabella. Here I was thinking she was your friend but I guess one never knows for sure with you Bianchis." He regarded me with clear blue eyes filled with malice and dark a