Chapter 234: Your fucking Game Is Over!
Angela looked at her with burning eyes, the kind that made Seraphina feel the fire tearing through her soul. "Do you know what you have gotten yourself into, girl?"
"I... I swear, there is nothing going..." Seraphina’s voice broke, and before she could finish, tears spilled down her face. The girl standing in front of her was wild, dangerous. Her eyes glowed with the same light Kaito’s had when he bit that sales boy days ago.
"I know," Angela whispered, pressing a hand against her forehead as if she was tired of hearing the same words over and over. Her voice grew sharper as her hand dropped. "I know there can’t be anything between you and him, because he is mine... mine alone. I don’t give a fuck how you ended up in this mess. All I’m saying is, the moment I find out you try anything stupid, you won’t breathe again. I will make sure your end is the most horrible you could ever imagine. Trust me when I say that."
Silence fell, heavy and thick, and Seraphina’s eyes widened in fear. Angela crossed her arms over her chest, her voice cutting through like a blade. "Today, they managed to stop me," she said, jerking her thumb behind her at the others. "But don’t think it was fear that held me back. The only reason I stopped was because I still believe there’s nothing between you and him, and maybe... maybe you’re not to blame. But listen to me well," she narrowed her eyes until the blonde girl almost shook where she stood, "the day I lose control again, no one will be able to stop me. Not them, not even the moon goddess herself will save you."
Seraphina’s throat tightened as she swallowed hard. Her hands trembled so badly she couldn’t hide it, and she didn’t dare fight back. When Angela turned her back on her, she barely managed to whisper, "I’m sorry."
Angela didn’t answer. She drew in a deep breath, pushing past Alex without even looking at him, her voice laced with pure disgust. "Get out of my sight, you Judas."
Alex wanted to go after her, to explain himself, but before he could take a step, Taros stopped him. He closed the door behind them and hurried after Angela. "I am so sorry you had to find out like this," he said softly. "We were going to tell you, my love."
Angela gritted her teeth, her eyes blazing as she turned to him. "Oh please, Taros, do not provoke me." She could still feel the fury burning inside her, the wild need to rip into someone. If Seraphina had shown even the slightest trace of attitude, she would not have been able to stop herself from biting her. But the girl had been quiet, soft, gentle in a way that had spared her. That alone saved her tonight.
"I know you are mad at me for keeping this from you," Taros said carefully, trying to match her pace as they headed back toward the dorms. "But I wanted Kaito to be the one to tell you."
Angela stopped, turning to look at him with disbelief and hurt carved across her face. "Are you trying to justify this?" Her brows knitted together, her voice trembling with the weight of betrayal. "I expected the others to lie, but not you. I always held you so high, Taros. I cannot believe you agreed to hide something like this from me."
Taros swallowed hard. His throat was tight, his heart aching at the disappointment in her eyes. He lowered his head, shame written in his stance. "I didn’t mean it this way," he said quietly.
"But it happened," Angela cut in, biting her lower lip as she stared at him. Her voice softened, but it carried a heavy sadness. "This is not your fault, so I won’t release my anger on you. I will keep it for the rightful owner."
Taros nodded, his chest heavy, knowing she meant Kaito. If only she would listen to the whole truth, she would understand that they had all been too afraid of her reaction to speak sooner.
"Does Renn know?" she asked.
"I am not sure," Taros answered truthfully.
Angela closed her eyes briefly, then opened them, calmer than before. "Alright. I am no longer mad at you. You may go to your dorms." Her voice was steady, but the edge of pain was still there. Without waiting for him to reply, she turned and changed her direction, heading away from the dorms and into the woods.
"I can’t just leave you. Where are you going?" he asked, hurrying after her as more students began to notice and turn their heads their way.
"Don’t piss me off, Taros. I want to be alone," Angela shouted through their link, her voice sharp enough to cut him off. He froze at once. "I don’t need you to babysit me. What I need right now is privacy."
Taros let out a long breath and rested his hands on his waist. He could only watch her walk away against his will, her back retreating from him like a door shutting in his face. He dragged his hand through his hair, growling low in frustration.
He reached out through the link again, this time not to her but to his brother. It was the first time since the curse had broken that he tried, and to his surprise, the connection worked. "Kaito, we have a problem."
"What is it?" Kaito’s voice came through, heavy and calm.
"Your fucking game is over. Angela found out about your guest and she went wild."
"Fuck," Kaito cursed under his breath. Silence followed for a moment, as if he was weighing his next move. Then his voice returned, harder this time. "Where is she?"
"She went into the woods. I don’t know how you’re going to handle this, but you better make it work," Taros said, his voice carrying both anger and worry.
"I’ll handle it. Don’t worry about it. I’m sorry you got caught in this mess," Kaito replied before shutting the link.
Taros gave a heavy nod to no one but himself. His chest burned with unease. He didn’t know how Kaito was going to fix this, not when the fire in Angela’s eyes had made it clear she was not going to forgive so easily.
*****
Angela raced through the woods with tears streaming down her face, her chest burning from the weight in her heart. She didn’t stop running until she reached the mountains, and only then did she give in to her other side, shifting into her wolf and disappearing into the cave.
The cold walls pressed against her as she lay down, the silence wrapping around her like a cruel reminder that here, at least, no lies could reach her. The world had done nothing but throw pain at her, expecting her to swallow it, to stay quiet, to accept everything without question. She couldn’t. Not this time.
Her cries echoed faintly in the cave, soft whimpers that carried her heartbreak. If only Kaito had told her the truth. But he hadn’t. Did he really think she would never find out? Did he think he could keep it hidden forever and walk away so easily? How lucky he thought he was.
He must have believed she was blind, that she was too stupid to see through him. She had felt it for so long, that shadow of a secret between them. She just never imagined it would be this.
Angela remembered how many times she had asked about the blonde girl, and each time he brushed it off with the same excuse—that it was only a lift. But since when did a lift come with an apartment and food? Since when did kindness become a cover for betrayal?
Her wolf, Mighty Storm, stirred inside her, trying to calm the fire that tore her apart. But nothing could soothe the pain. She curled deeper into herself, wishing no one would find her here. After nearly an hour of crying, shouting curses at the man she loved, her strength finally gave out. Sleep was kinder than staying awake to the sharp reminder that her mate was nothing but a fucking liar.
But even in her sleep there was no peace. She found herself inside an empty house, locked in without a way out. She walked from room to room, her steps quickening with dread, searching for a door, a window, anything that could free her. There was nothing. She was a prisoner there. Fear clawed at her chest, and the realisation chilled her...this was her worst nightmare coming true.
Then, out of nowhere, she felt a touch. A gentle hand stroking her face, running through her hair, coaxing her away from the darkness of the house. Slowly, she was pulled out of the dream, her body waking against her will, dragged back into the reality she had been trying to escape.
Her eyes squinted open and she stirred at the sensation, the soft strokes brushing over her fur, lulling her into a dangerous calm. For a brief moment she melted into it, almost forgetting her pain until her gaze focused and she saw who it was. Kaito.
A growl tore through her throat before she even thought about it. Still in her wolf form, Angela bared her teeth and snarled at him. The shock on his face didn’t move her; it almost fueled her.
He looked startled by her rage, as if he didn’t recognise this side of her, the side he had helped create. Her jaws snapped at the fabric of his trousers, teeth sinking in as she pulled hard, ready to shred it away.
If he thought he could touch her after everything, then he could walk away stripped and humiliated, like the mad liar he was.