“People like us. A different version of my kind. The only difference was your family can not shapeshift. Your youngest cousin, by some birth defect, managed to be born half-wolf half-human. Your uncle wanted to be like us! That was why he took me and killed my fucking family. That was why he kidnapped all those poor werewolves to learn our source of power and steal from us, but he failed. Because our powers are naturally engineered by the moon-goddess and no experiment by humans, even one with our blood, can alter that.”Nadia slowly rose to her knees, holding his gaze in shock. She wanted to accuse him of telling lies but she knew right in her gut that he was telling her the truth. “Do you want to know the irony of all these? The moon-goddess made you my mate, giving me the power to make you full-blooded Were – something your uncle had maimed and killed for more than a decade!”“What is a mate?” she asked in a voice filled with dread. For some reason, the thought of her tasting her

"Now, I have a question for you. If it was your father and his men pointing a gun at him and you are protectively shielded behind your old man and saw he has an extra gun on him and he was going to blow your man’s brains out, just for the fuck of it, or for having the audacity to take his daughter. What would you do?!""Please, don't do this!" Nadia pleaded. "What the fuck will you do?!" Cole yelled. "I will stop him!""How?!" Cole persisted. "Do something so he could get away!""Get away?! He is your fucking mate! He will not want to simply get away! He will not let them tear him away from you. So there's only one way out, death!""No! Please stop!" she pleaded brokenly. The room seemed to be quiet. Angel did not know Cole Miller well enough but his train of questions gave him pause."How the fuck will you make him stop?! Because for him to have gotten this far up here in this room, he would have killed my guards, probably harmed Xavier and Hallec, and my woman! So tell me what t

'I, Nadia Rufus of the wolfless clan reject you, Alpha Angel, of Wulfblood, a Wulfclan of The Boldclaw Prowlers. I severed the bond between us and from here on have no claim over you,' Nadia read it over and over in her head, knowing exactly what it meant. "Will you accept if I say the words?" she said in a whisper. Her heart felt like it was withering."It wouldn't matter. You say it and I will get you out of here," Angel replied. Nadia raised her eyes to meet him. Although the eyes looking back at her were cold as slits, she could feel his anger, pride and then pain. "Cole Miller will not let you just let me go...""I will face the consequences…”"What happened in that room was a mistake, Angel, I will never deliberately do anything to hurt you like that…""Why are we re-hatching this? None of that would matter once you say the words. You will never have to see me again," he replied. Nadia's heart tightened with pain. "I need you to believe and forgive me," she said in a whisper.

Angel felt the journey to Ontario took far longer than the other time he had travelled with Antonio Rufus to the United States. He wondered if it was intentional and began to think it was when they got to the airport after midnight. About three trucks were already waiting for them. Hefty-looking ones with dark-tinted glasses that Angel was certain were bulletproof. And just like when he travelled with Antonio Rufus no official came inside to check them. Cole Miller left the jet and came back to give Xavier a thumbs-up. Shortly after, Xavier asked them all to disembark, telling them how to file into the trucks and who is going with who. Cole Miller gestured to Isabelle, Amelie, Opaline and Nadia to follow him. "Tiana, Ash asked to pick you up himself," Cole said, raising an eyebrow at her. She smirked. Opaline and Isabelle giggled. Nadia looked amused watching the display. "Yes, Cole," she said simply and walked past him. Cole sighed and gave Angel a glance, "You are coming with us

When Nadia woke up the following morning, her eyes immediately went to Angel's side of the bed and saw it was undisturbed like it had been hours before. The couch to the side wall didn't look like anyone had laid on it either which meant Angel hadn't returned since he left after his bath the previous night. She got up and went to have her bath and brush her teeth. When she opened the wardrobe to see if there was something she could wear, she found a pair of denim trousers with a black shirt. She quickly wore them and found her way down the stairs. The smell of fresh coffee assailed her. And as she got to the stairs landing leading to the foyer, her eyes settled on the back of a tall, dark-hair lady standing very close to Angel. The two were oblivious to her presence and the lady was pouring coffee into a cup Angel was holding, and at the same time using her free hand to stroke his shoulder in an obvious flirty way. The lady whispered something to Angel and he laughed. She then leaned