The Prophecy Series

ESTELLA

“Morning.”

I awoke to his dry voice. I didn’t look up at him just yet. I was completely shocked that I had fallen asleep in his bed…with him.

“Morning,” I whispered without looking over at him. I stared up at the ceiling, trying to figure this situation out in my head.

“I don’t even know your name,” I mumbled as soon as the realization hit me.

“What?” he asked. I could feel him shift next to me, and I hoped that he wouldn’t touch me.

“Everyone calls you Alpha, but what’s your name?” I asked curiously.

“Angelo,” he said.

Angelo…It’s fitting because he looks like a fucking angel…a god even.

“Estella,” I said, glancing over at him. I heard him mumble something, but I couldn’t make it out, and I didn’t want to.

I sat up and looked over at him. He lay next to me, only wearing tight black boxers and a white T-shirt. Hot as fuck.

My wolf purred, and I almost screamed, knowing that his wolf heard it. Our connection was growing strong and fast. I wasn’t even sure if I wanted him.

“Why do people call you Alpha and not Alpha Angelo?” I asked.

I knew nothing about him, and I think he liked that, but I didn’t.

“I don’t know.” He shrugged.

He didn’t look at me, and I knew that he didn’t exactly want to. I didn’t care. I was too vulnerable to control myself if we did lock eyes.

“What should I call you?” I asked as I brought my knees to my chest. I tried my best not to look at him, and thus far, it had been working out.

“Whatever you like,” he said, looking over at me. And there they were…his perfect gray eyes.

They were mesmerizing. Fuck.

His eyes had such an intensity to them, and I wasn’t sure how I felt about it. My stomach churned as we stared at each other for longer than I wanted.

“I have alpha business to attend to,” he said, getting off the bed. I almost sighed in relief, knowing that I wasn’t going to have to deal with him this morning.

He walked into the bathroom, and I heard the shower begin to run. I couldn’t help but hope that I wouldn’t have to be around him for the whole day.

I needed to think, and being around him seemed to only cloud my judgment.

I was interrupted from my thoughts when he exited the bathroom, only wearing a towel that hung dangerously low around his waist.

The water was dripping down his glorious god-chiseled six-pack abs and a mouthwatering adonis belt.

Fuck me.

Bell purred and shook in delight, and a pool of desire collected between my legs. Yes, he was an angel…a god.

Fuck.

I looked away from him as fast as I could. I knew that the longer I gazed at his body, the more my self-control would plummet.

I saw him walk into the closet for a few moments before he returned, wearing jeans and a tight black T-shirt.

“You will stay here today,” he said, walking toward the door. “If you take one step out of the house, you will regret it. Understand?” he asked, looking at me. His eyes had gotten darker.

“Yes, Alpha.” I nodded before looking away from him.

I hated how he made me feel. The front door shut a few minutes later. He must have been angry because I could hear it slam shut all the way up there.

I let out the breath that had been stuck within my lungs for far too long.

I gathered my things and returned to the room I had been in the first night. The pull was only going to get stronger from here on out, and I needed to fight against it.

His scent was so intoxicating, and I hated it. Crisp rain and pine… It was mouthwatering.

“Estella?”

I heard a knock at the bedroom door.

“Come in.” I sighed.

“Hey,” Olivia said before walking into my room.

“Hi,” I said without looking at her.

“Your clothes were put in the closet in Alpha’s and your room.” She walked toward the bed I was lying on.

“Great,” I mumbled.

“Are you hungry? Maggie is cooking some food for you downstairs,” she asked, sitting down on the edge of the bed.

“Are you even allowed to be in this house?” I asked in a huff.

“Alpha asked us to get you food and set up your things,” she said.

Her voice nearly broke, and I knew I was the reason why. I just couldn’t deal with Angelo or anyone else, for that matter.

“I would like to be alone right now,” I said, rolling over to the other side of the bed.

“Okay, if you get hungry, just call for us.” She got up to leave. “And if you want to talk.” She shut the door on her way out.

I grunted and threw all of the pillows on the bed at the door. I knew that I was acting like a child, but I was so mad. I didn’t know what I did to deserve a life like this, and I hated it.

I hated myself.

Angelo was treating me like shit. I never wanted a mate, but I imagined what it might be like. I had hoped it would be a loving relationship, and this was anything but that.

I loathed him, and Bell loathed me because of it.

“Estella,” his voice growled, startling me from a weird nap I had fallen into. I saw him looking at the floor, and the bed had been stripped clean. He looked annoyed, but I didn’t care.

“What are you doing in here?” he asked, standing in the doorway of my bedroom.

I almost screamed at the sight of him. “I’m trying to relax,” I said without looking at him. I couldn’t stomach another longing look into his beautiful eyes.

“You can relax in my bedroom,” he said, walking toward the bed I was lying on.

“I would rather sleep in here if you don’t mind.” I sighed, sitting up.

“Why?” He questioned me like I was stupid.

“Because I think it would be better, given this situation.” I shrugged. I had my back against the headboard and my knees to my chest.

“I don’t have time to argue about this,” he said, walking back toward the door.

“You will be meeting the elders in an hour, so dress presentable,” he huffed before exiting the room and slamming the door shut.

Fuck.