MERLIN
"Can we talk, Arya?!" I yelled as I followed after her. "Stop being like this!" "Stop following me!" She retorted as she hurried away. I couldn't help but sigh at her behaviour. Arya has been like this since Alpha Daniel's visit and his so-called warning has been the most annoying part of our lives. She wouldn't tell me, but she keeps acting like she's preparing for something big. Something that might hurt us all. Now, she's asking to leave the pack in search of Allison herself. A request I would never approve. I caught up to her as she rounded a corner and grabbed her hand. "What on earth is wrong with you, Arya?" I sighed. "Why do you keep doing this?" "I'm doing nothing," she retorted. "You won't let me do anything." "I won't let you put yourself in danger just because you're searching for Allison." "Then let me go!" She yelled as she yanked her hand away from mine. "Why do you keep acting like I can't take care of myself?" "I didn't say so," I replied. "I'm asking you to let me help you." "With what, huh?" She asked. "What exactly do you think you're helping me with?" "That's what I wanna know!" I retorted. "Why do you want to see Allison?" "I won't say a word of our conversation to you, Merlin," she hissed. "If you don't trust me then it's fine. Let me leave the kingdom. I am not a helpless human. I'm a werewolf, Merlin!" I stared at her for a bit and then walked ahead of her. "Follow me." She stood still for a few seconds before moving. "This had better be worth my time." We walked down the hallway in utter silence, the sound of our steps being the only sound between us. I led her deeper into the hallway until we are in a large hall, one that used to be a training facility. She stared at me coldly once she entered and then looked around. "Why are we here?" I took off my jacket and rolled my sleeves as I spoke. "Have we ever fought before, Arya?" There was a bit of silence before she replied. "No?" "Well, I am pretty powerful," I continued as I turned to her. "But, even I would need more time and preparation before plunging myself into the human society." She didn't say a word in response so I kept talking. "There are only three reasons I can think of for you to be so intent on finding Allison." I walked slowly and steadily towards her as I outlined my thoughts. "One, you have some ulterior motive of hurting her. You haven't been in the best of terms for years." "Never in a million years," she spat. "Two, you want to work with her against a serious threat which seems unlikely." She said nothing in response. "Three, you have something against me." She also didn't respond. "Judging by your reaction, it's either the second or third reason," I said. I was standing a few inches from her, towering over her with my eyes glowing. "Fight me, Arya." Her eyes widened as she glared at me. "What are you talking about?!" "You heard me," I shrugged. "You're asking me to fight you?" She asked. "Why would I do that?" "If my guess is right and your reasons for finding Allison is one of the other two reasons I mentioned, it's even more reason for you to fight me and prove your strength," I explained calmly. "If you are going to do something as stupid as going into the human society alone, then you should expect to be defeated and captured if you can't at least beat me. I am not sure of winning against those beings at the moment since the never fight alone and they've got weapons too, so you definitely wouldn't stand a chance if you can't beat me." "I never said I would be fighting," she replied. "Well, if you would be going there then you can expect to come across a fight too. They aren't exactly known for being peaceful." She glared at me but said nothing in response. "You can't convince Allison to come home, Arya," I sighed. "You can't talk her out of anything. We both know why she left. You should be the last person she would ever want to see. The same goes for me." "Then why are you searching for her?" She hissed. "Because I can bring her back by force," I said calmly. "You can't." She glared at me and I was quickly reaching my wit's end. "Would you just leave me to my devices, Merlin?" She asked. "Just let me be." "I can't, Arya," I sighed as I stared into her eyes. "You know that. I can't do that. I would never do that." "Why?!" She hissed. "Why won't you just let me be?" "You know why," I replied calmly even as I felt my anger growing. "I don't," she hissed. "I know nothing." "I love you, Arya," I said, eager to get her to take her mind off this. "And I would never put the woman I love in harm's way. I can handle this alone." "You don't prove it, Merlin" she replied. Her voice had no trace of anger in it. Instead, it expressed sadness. "I wouldn't be surprised if you are just using me." "Look into my eyes," I told her as I placed my hand on her chin and lifted her face so that I stared into her eyes and she stared into mine. "Arya," I said calmly. "I would never love anyone like I love you. I have never doubted my love for you. I am certain that I love you and no one else." She stared into my eyes and sighed. But-" "We will deal with Allison issue as well," I said. "Together." I closed the distance between our lips before she can say another word, wrapping her lips with mine.GEORGEDeep in the woods, somewhere on the outskirts of New York City, a large expanse of land was fenced off with a huge Chinese-themed palace on it. It was bordered by thick jungle vegetation, with tall trees covering it completely from human view.The compound covered over fifty thousand square feet of land. The Chinese palace stood in the middle of the compound, easily occupying about twenty thousand square feet. It had pillars and a door made of pure gold and was about three stories tall. It was such a beautiful building that anyone would think royalty actually lived there. There were six other smaller Chinese structures like houses built in closer proximity to the fence than the palace, and in one of these houses was Reynolds Riggs. I was seated cross-legged on an armchair with a cigar in hand, a half-filled bottle of vodka and an empty glass at his side, and a grave in front of him.The inscription on top of it read; Eleanor Grail."This is perfect, isn't it?" I asked with an
DANIELI tapped impatiently on my desk as I waited for a any news about my mate's whereabouts. It was a weird feeling waiting for her news as I am not used to waiting for anything. It was quite annoying.It was also puzzling that she would steal from me before leaving.Was she a fugitive?Her family didn't seem quite fond of her too which might be a result of her appearance. Something I would have to address that later.A knock on the door brought my attention to it and I looked up to find Andrew there with a frown on his face."Have you found her?" "You can afford to think of other things except your mate, Alpha," he replied. "I am working on it and already commissioned her family to do the same.""Yeah," I nodded. "I just can't find this sense of urgency.""Well, there's not much we can do," he shrugged. "The person in question doesn't want to be found and she must have blended perfectly into the human society by now. After almost six years, even her scent would be perfectly maske
MERLINI was stunned when Greta collapsed into my arms. Her body felt feverish hot and her heartbeat was so fast that I feared she was suffering a heart attack. "Greta?" I called and she gave no response. "Greta!"I immediately carries her into the lobby and was quickly shown to a seat long enough to lay her on. I took out my phone and immediately called 911, fear gripping my heart at the thought that something might be happening to her or the baby. Once the call was made, I hurried over to her side and held her hand as a few onlookers stared at us and hotel staff rushed over with a first aid kit, asking me about whatever led to her fainting. I was just as clueless as they were so all we could all do was try whatever might help and hope against all hope that she would be okay.After what felt like an hour, paramedics eventually arrived and immediately got to work once they saw Greta. They checked her pulse and moved her to the ambulance where they performed a few treatment proced
GEORGE As I lounged in my porch, listening to the sound of the fresh breeze blowing past my ear, I couldn't help but think of her. Eleanor. The woman of my dreams.......and the stuff of my nightmare.*Flashback*Wincing as I got up from the hospital bed, I noticed that my wounds had become a little more bearable than it was just yesterday. It still hurt like hell but the pain seemed to have lost a bit of its intensity. 'What do you know? The doctor may have been right.' I thought to myself as I slowly and quietly placed my legs down from the bed, hoping to not to wake the sleeping beauty beside me up.I have decided to make it my morning routine to force myself to the bathroom every day without help. While it is extremely tedious, slow and painful, it gives me at least a little connection to myself before the accident. I was never the kind of man to sit on his ass and wait to be attended to or catered for. I have always be proactive and extremely physical. A specimen of physical
GEORGE I got out of the car and rushed into the mansion immediately as a surge of unpleasant memories filled my thoughts and challenged my sanity. My chest was tight as I staggered across the living room. My heartbeat hiked up and I was incredibly winded up even though I hadn't done anything strenuous. Memories that my mind seemed to have saved me the trauma of remembering has been triggered by the revelations of Zubiar and even worse by the absolute betrayal of my mom. It hurt me to my core to be living with people who have proven to be potential enemies and being completely defenseless against them, without my memories to protect me from them. I felt so alone. It hurts to not know, but it hurts even more to remember. Especially with my dad. I remember the time he had starved me for days for an offence I never committed. I had begged for a while and even swore on my life that I never did the offence I was accused of but he wouldn't listen. He would isolate lock me in my room,
GEORGE I ignore Eleanor's glare at the sound of my words. She looked like she could almost not believe her ears. She stood motionless for a while and then nodded subtly before walking out of the room.Once I hear the door close behind me, I let out a tired sigh as I laid back down on my bed. What did she expect me to do?Stand up the second I hear that Gerald's in trouble and act like a father I am not? Why did she look at me like I was the bad guy here when I'm the fucking victim?!I loved that kid like he was mine. I thought he was mine. Even when she suspected foul play and warned me many times that Gerald was not my son, I ignored all of it because I wanted them to be lies. I wanted to believe that the offspring I had raised from infancy was actually mine. He was the only reason why I took all the bullshit I did from Zhara. He was the reason I let Zhara invadey life for as long as she has. He was all the reason I needed to tolerate that demonic woman for as long as I did. Yet
GEORGE I stared at the wall for so long that I had even lost count of the minutes I had been staring. It might have even been hours.My world is crumbling and there isn't a single pillar in sight to hold it up. I tugged at the handcuffs holding my hand in place on the bed and couldn't help but laugh. A bitter sound that I would never love to hear again, but I couldn't stop it. I just couldn't help but laugh at my predicament.Who would have thought? George. The billionaire with much more money and influence than he knew what to do with. A man who is envied by both the young and old alike. A man who got anything he wanted with the flick of a finger. A symbol of wealth and opulence. Who would have thought he would be confined to his hospital room in handcuffs, under the suspicion of having killed his parents in a brutally deranged manner?Who would have thought I would be subjected to such humiliation in my lifetime?Definitely not me.Unfortunately, nothing I did could stop my make
GEORGEI could barely stop myself from pacing about in my room from all the worry and tension building up inside me. My body felt hot from it all and my mind felt numb.I soon felt Eleanor's reassuring hand on my back as her soothing voice asked me. "What's wrong?""I just can't believe it," I said as I finally calmed down just a little bit. "Of all the people I thought I'd be facing in court, I didn't expect it to be Jesse. I mean, I knew he might not like me, but I didn't think he would go as far as eagerly trying to send me to jail.""Well," she shrugged. "I don't think that should be your focus right now. What is done is done. You need to focus on winning your court case."I stared at her for a few minutes in silence but she wasn't even paying attention to me. Her eyes were looking at the floor and there was no surprise in her features that Jesse was the frontrunner of the court case against me. As if she had expected it already."You don't seem too surprised by it," I stated cau