Chapter 268: He Called It A Warning.

Her lashes fluttered and her eyes snapped open as she tried to make sense of where she was. Everything felt strange, even the air she breathed. The bed was soft, big, and far too comfortable compared to the one she shared with Kaito back in school.

Angela pressed both palms on the bed, trying to sit up despite the dull ache in her head. She needed to know where she was and how she got here. A thought hit her suddenly and her heart skipped. Did the Patriarch bring her here?

No. She didn’t want to believe that he won that fight. What if he had, and brought her back to the castle? What about her mates? Were they safe? Tears filled her eyes at the thought, but then she felt something deep inside her — their presence. They were close.

She was about to push the blanket off when she saw Hiro. He was sitting in a chair beside the bed, his head and hands resting on the edge near her. Angela froze, surprise softening into relief. This wasn’t what she expected, but seeing him here meant they were safe...all of them.

She leaned forward and kissed his head softly, running her fingers through his hair, hoping not to wake him. But he stirred. His head lifted, eyes half-open until he saw her. Then they widened.

"You... you finally woke up?" Hiro’s voice cracked as he threw his arms around her. Angela was confused about how long she had been out, but she didn’t ask. She could feel his worry in the way he held her.

"I got scared," he said quietly, his voice trembling a little. "Even though they said you’d be fine."

"Really?" Angela asked, kissing his lips when they broke from the hug. They leaned their foreheads together for a few minutes before she whispered softly, "I miss you."

the door. It was Taros. Angela’s heart skipped when she saw him. Seeing him felt like healing; it

he let her go. She looked at him closely, almost

against him while he stroked her hair gently. "I was scared that you’d wake up and not find anyone," he said softly. "But Hiro refused

wasn’t the academy dormitory. It looked different...classy and calm. The walls were painted white, and the furniture had a soft

he continued to stroke her hair, unable to stop touching her as if afraid she would

fight in the thick forest with


a few seconds before continuing. "We found you in the forest just in time. The Patriarch wasn’t willing to let go of you. When that bastard said he was going to marry

away and try to revive you,

the Patriarch’s army came after us. There were hundreds of them, and we had to fight for a long

sorry you all had to go through that

holding her hand firmly. He would never let her blame herself. "Those who came after you

say that. Then she remembered the guard who had been with her. "What about the guy I was

quiet because even saying

said," she

her. He looked at his brother, who nodded. "That’s the advantage of being a Malynster.

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