“There’s something else, and I’m curious to know what it is.” His face inched closer to my neck, and he inhaled deeply. My grip on my purse tightened, my heart pounding against my chest as I fought the urge to whimper and curl into his chest. ‘He doesn’t know. He couldn’t possibly know. There’s no way.’ I repeated in my mind. “There’s something about you that entrances me, but I can’t quite put my finger on it.” “If this is an attempt to coax me into accepting your proposal, you’re wasting your time. I will not marry you.” ~ ‘Alphas are heartless and egoistic creatures. They view us, omegas, as mere playthings for their twisted desires. You must never, under any circumstances, associate yourself with an alpha. It’s better to be dead than to cross paths with one.’ Those words were Arielle’s guiding principle in a ruthless world where Alphas dominated, Betas served, and Omegas—despite their intimate connection with the Alphas—were treated as nothing more than objects of desire. But when Alpha Raphael materializes out of thin air and offers her a substantial sum of money to be his contractual bride, Arielle is torn between holding onto her beliefs and sacrificing them to save her ailing mother. Arielle is left with no choice but to marry him, and although she is determined to harbor animosity towards her new spouse, there’s something about him that draws her in. However, when demonic creatures hellbent on destruction threaten her new life, will Arielle put her resentment towards Raphael aside and assist him? And what dark secret does her mother keep hidden that ensures the death of all her loved ones with each passing day?
View More♦Raphael’s Point Of View♦“Thank you,” Arielle said as I helped her into the large bath tub full of warm water.“You remember how many drops she said you should use, right?” I asked, raising the small vial to my face. I was torn between feeling glad about it and irritated. I was happy it was done so that Arielle would be finally healed, but because it was, George had interrupting me when I was so close. So close to having her.I wanted to grab his neck and strangle him. The idiot had deliberately interrupted us. He wouldn’t have died if he had waited for just a few hours, but he just had to walk in and ruin the mood. I was sure she would have given herself to me without resistance.But I couldn’t complain or be really mad. Arielle was going to be completely fine, and she was bubbling with excitement, and I couldn’t help but feel the same. I didn’t need to even look at her to know that her broken leg was irking her. Though she wasn’t vocal about it, it was written all over her.“Just t
♡Arielle’s Point Of View♡“Go to the beach house?” I asked, dropping the book I was reading on my lap and staring at Raphael as he sat by my side. I was holed up in the library, rereading one of the books we had gotten from Agnes in case we had missed anything. Any information we could“Yes. I was thinking we should go to the beach house to rest after you’ve been healed.” He said as he took the book from me and placed it on the side table.“Why?” I tilted my head to the side. Why did he want us to leave when there were still a lot of things to be done? Our plan was already in action, so we couldn’t just leave. The extraction of the magic from the stardust was going on without any mishaps, and the alphas that were going to infiltrate Killian’s home were being trained. Though I couldn’t actively be involved because of my broken leg, I still ensured that things were going on without any hiccups.“Because you’ve been agitated and worried these past few days.” He took my hand in his.“Of
♦Raphael’s Point Of View♦ “Yes? What about Brielle?” Gordon replied, as monotone as before, but he couldn’t fool us. We had caught him, and we were going to drill him till he talked. “I noticed you were quite concerned about her since your visit to Moonshade. It almost seemed like you were interested in her.” I pointed out, trying to drive him to a corner. “I’m only concerned about her because of the type of situation she is in, and I pity her. I would feel the same if it were another woman.” He shrugged, trying to act nonchalant. “Oh, so you don’t have any interest in her.” “As I said, I’m only concerned about her because of the type of situation.” He didn’t say no. If he meant no, he would have said no. Gordon was a straight forward man, but for him to beat around the bush meant one thing… he was definitely interested in her. It seems the Winston sisters had a way of finding their way into hearts. I needed to get Brielle a large bouquet of flowers for doing what no other woman
♦Raphael’s Point Of View♦“Pardon me, but I have a concern.” I said, interrupting Liana, and everyone’s gaze landed on me.We were in another meeting like we had before, but it wasn’t like the previous one. Gordon, and Joan— we needed someone who understood the ways of medicine— were with us. Liana didn’t mind as long as he swore to keep her identity a secret, which he did.“Yes?” Liana replied.“How is Arielle going to do all that with a broken leg? I don’t think sympathy will win the heart of Killian.” I said, crossing my legs. I prayed that that would disqualify Arielle from going. What use will she be if she can’t move? None. That was exactly what I wanted. I would rather have her stay at home grounded than be in the crossfire in the battle against Killian.“Oh, that doesn’t pose a problem. The flower has healing properties. You just need a drop of its extract, and everything will go away like it was simply an illusion.” Liana shrugged, and Arielle’s eyes widened.“Really?” she re
♦Raphael’s Point Of View♦“I heard you had an accident, but I never expected you to look as terrible as this. What happened?” Gordon asked, eyeing Arielle from top to bottom as he sat on the chair opposite us. We sat in the gazebo of the garden as per Arielle’s request, enjoying the cool evening and the fragrances of the flowers.“It’s a long story.” Arielle sighed and took a small bite of her cupcake.“Well, I’m already here despite my will, so listening to a long story won’t be the worst thing that can happen to me.” He leaned back into his chair and crossed his legs. “The last time I saw you two, you guys said you were going on a trip. What exactly happened on this trip that gave her a broken leg and injuries on every inch of her skin?”“I can’t say.” She mumbled, reaching for another cupcake.“Raphael?” Gordon’s eyes flickered at me, and he gave me an intimidating glare that would have made most alphas’ squeak like pigs. But I wasn’t most alpha. I couldn’t be intimidated by an alp
♦Raphael’s Point Of View♦Arielle was kissing me?! Not me kissing her. I didn’t initiate it; she did. She was kissing me on her own volition.My brain fried for a split second before my body responded on its own. I placed my hand behind her head and deepened the kiss. The beautiful taste of her lips and her scent engulfed me, and I lost myself in them, savouring the goodness.She broke the kiss just when my hunger for her had risen to the point where I wanted to be in control and deepen it, but I had to respect her boundaries. If she wanted to stop, then it was fine with me, even though I wanted more. Just her kissing me out of the blue was enough to keep me on cloud nine for a week.“What—”“Shh.” She whispered, placing her finger on my lips. “It may seem really odd that I would say something like this at this moment, but I need to say it now because I don’t think it’s fair to you. So will you please listen to everything without interrupting till I’m done?”Though confused by the sit
♦Raphael’s Point Of View♦ “Arielle, please wake up. I need you.” I whispered, brushing a small strand of her hair from her face. It had been three days since we returned from The Intertwine. Three days and my sleeping beauty’s eyes hadn’t even twitched. I had been by her side the whole time I was awake, waiting and praying to the moon goddess that she would wake up. Joan had said she would wake up soon, but every second she wasn’t awake, it made my chest squeeze. How soon was soon? She had to wake up. I was losing my mind seeing her so frail and weak, covered with bandages from all the injuries that she had sustained from the bug bites. We had even tried magic-induced drugs, and they helped her leg a bit, but the wounds she had remained the same. I was sure it was because she got them from The Intertwine. I couldn’t protect her enough. I had laid half-dead, unable to do anything against the devil bugs apart from waiting for the hands of death. While she got hurt not just trying to
♡Arielle’s Point of View♡No. He couldn’t be. Please, he couldn’t be. Raphael couldn’t be dead. He couldn’t. He was too young. He still had so much to experience and enjoy in life. He couldn’t die without seeing his territory free of Killian’s plan. He… he couldn’t leave me.I knew sounded really selfish, but I was honest. I didn’t want him to die. I didn’t want him to leave me. He changed my life. He changed my perspective. He made me see the world, alphas, in true light instead of the tinted lens I had grown up with. He had made me feel all sorts of things that I never dreamed I would with not just anyone but an Alpha. I couldn’t let that type of man die. Fate could take me and leave him instead, and I would be fine. Because… I loved him.“I loved Raphael.” I whispered and tried not to scream, and laugh, and shout, and curse myself at the same time. What was wrong with me? I was crazy.He had confessed his love to me some days ago, and I kept insisting that I didn’t understand wheth
♡Arielle’s Point Of View♡ “Do you know how long we’ve been here?” I asked in a hushed tone as Raphael walked through a narrow path through a thick, dense forest of trees with dark blue leaves. It had been all we were seeing for the past few hours. It was eerie. They almost completely blocked the light of the stars, and we had to depend on Raphael’s sharp eyes to remain on the blue star so we wouldn’t wander astray. The silence was deafening and made me anxious that something was going to pop out of the leaves to attack us. “I don’t know. Maybe two or three days.” He replied just as quietly as I was, tightening his hold on me so I wouldn’t slip off his back. “Are you tired? We can take a break if you want.” I said, feeling sorry for him. He had been going through a lot. A whole lot. Fighting monsters, carrying me, and being on guard while I slept. It was an endless circle for him. And worse, his wounds weren’t healing as quickly as they were supposed to, one of the effects of The I
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