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RAPHAEL'S POVHer words echoed in my head, and I couldn’t help the rush of emotions that came with them. She was mine now. Completely mine, and I wasn’t letting her go. Not tonight, not ever.I stepped closer, my hands still holding her face. Her eyes were wide, staring into mine with a mix of fear and something else—something I couldn’t ignore. I leaned in close, my lips brushing against her ear as I spoke.“Say it again,” I whispered, my voice soft but firm. “Tell me what you want, Fiona.”She hesitated for just a moment, her breath shaky, before she whispered back, “I want you, Raphael.”Those words lit a fire inside me. Without waiting another second, I kissed her again, harder this time. My hands moved down her back, pulling her closer to me. She gasped into the kiss, her hands clutching my shirt as if she couldn’t get close enough.I pressed her against the wall, my lips leaving hers to trail down her jaw and neck. She tilted her head back, giving me full access, and I didn’t wa
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FIONA'S POV.It was late, and the fire in Fiona's eyes had dimmed to a tired glow by the time I walked her to her room. She didn’t say much, her arms wrapped around herself as if trying to hold together the fragments of her pride. I could still hear the echo of that vile accusation ringing in my ears, but for now, Fiona needed peace.“Rest,” I said, pulling the blanket up to her chin as she settled on the bed. Her auburn hair spilled across the pillow, and though her expression was still tense, the weariness in her eyes began to soften. “I’ll take care of everything.”She gave me a faint nod, her lips pressing together as if to keep from speaking. I leaned over, brushing a strand of hair from her face. “Don’t think about it, Fiona. You’re better than any of them.”Her eyes glistened, but she blinked quickly and turned her face away. I didn’t push her. She needed space to process everything, and I had work to do.Closing her door quietly behind me, I exhaled, letting the simmering rag
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MARCELLUS’ POVDinner was served, but my appetite was nowhere to be found. The long table was filled with food, steaming and aromatic, yet I sat there pushing a piece of bread around my plate. My mind was restless, a storm brewing inside me that no amount of food could settle.The clatter of dishes and the low hum of chatter filled the dining hall. My men were enjoying their meals, exchanging banter, but I felt disconnected, their laughter grating on my nerves. I picked up a fork, stabbed at a piece of meat, and then set it down again without taking a bite.A maid passed by with a tray, her movements swift but unsteady. In her rush, she bumped into the corner of the table, and the glass of wine on her tray toppled, spilling across the polished wood. The liquid spread, staining the white tablecloth a deep crimson.My chair scraped against the floor as I stood abruptly. “Watch where you’re going!” I snapped, my voice louder than I intended. The maid flinched, her face pale as she stamme
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MARCELLUS’S POV The car was really silent as we drove down the dimly lit road. Fiona sat beside me, her arms crossed tightly over her chest. She looked out the window, avoiding my gaze, her profile illuminated by the faint glow of passing streetlights. The tension in the air was thick enough to cut with a knife, and I knew it was only a matter of time before it snapped.Finally, she broke the silence. "Why did you come for me, Marcellus?" Her voice was low, almost a whisper, but it carried the weight of her frustration and confusion.I tightened my grip on the steering wheel, my knuckles turning white. "You already know why," I said, keeping my eyes on the road ahead."No, I don’t," she snapped, turning to face me. "Because if you cared so much, why did you let things get to this point? Why did you let me leave in the first place?"Her words hit me like a punch to the gut, but I refused to show it. "You think I let you leave?" I asked, my voice laced with disbelief. "Do you have any
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FIONA'S POV.The silence in the room was heavy after Marcellus left. I sat on the bed, my arms wrapped protectively around my belly, trying to reassure myself. “He’ll be back soon,” I whispered, but the words didn’t chase away the lingering fear. The muffled sounds of chaos outside didn’t help. My instincts told me to stay calm, but every fiber of my being wanted to run after Marcellus, to be near him. A sudden creak from the door snapped me out of my thoughts. My head whipped toward the sound, my heart racing. The door swung open violently, and a figure stepped in. “Lena?” I gasped, recognizing the Alpha’s daughter who had always been cold and distant toward me. She shut the door behind her with a slam, her movements sharp and furious. Her eyes, wild with rage, locked onto mine. “You,” she spat, her voice dripping with venom. I instinctively backed up, pressing against the headboard. “Lena, what are you doing here? Marcellus told me to stay here—” “Shut up!” she snapped
Betrayed, But Redeemed. Pure chaos
MARCELLUS’ POV.It was a cool evening, the stars twinkling in the clear sky I had been planning this for days, making sure everything was perfect. Fiona deserved nothing less. “Where are we going?” she asked, her voice filled with curiosity as I guided her outside the packhouse. “Patience, my love,” I said, a small smile tugging at my lips. “You’ll see soon enough.” She clutched my arm as we walked through the garden, her steps light but hesitant. The cool night air made her cheeks rosy, and her fiery red hair shone under the moonlight. She looked breathtaking, as she always did. Finally, we reached the spot I had prepared. A blanket was spread out on the soft grass, surrounded by lanterns that cast a warm, flickering light. A basket full of her favorite snacks sat in the center, and a small bouquet of wildflowers rested beside it. Her eyes widened as she took it all in. “Marcellus… this is beautiful.” I watched her reaction closely, feeling a wave of satisfaction at her
Betrayed, But Redeemed. Friends Forever
MARCELLUS’ POV.The sun was blazing hot as Raymond and I stood in the training arena, sweat dripping down my face as I readied myself for another sparring session. I couldn’t help but smirk at him as he adjusted his stance, trying to look confident. “You ready to lose, Raymond?” I teased, rolling my shoulders to ease the tension. He chuckled, shaking his head. “You talk big for someone who barely landed a hit last time.” “Barely?” I raised a brow. “Let’s settle this with a wager then. The winner gets a wish granted by the loser. Deal?” Raymond hesitated for a moment, but then nodded, a sly grin spreading across his face. “Deal. Don’t cry when you lose, Alpha.” We circled each other, the air thick with tension and determination. He came at me fast, throwing a punch that I dodged easily. I countered with a swift kick that nearly knocked him off his feet. For a moment, I thought I had him, but Raymond was nothing if not crafty. He feigned a stumble and came back with a series o
Betrayed, But Redeemed. Three months later
FIONA’S POVThe morning sun streamed through the curtains, filling the room with a warm glow. I sat on the bed, my hand resting on my now-visible baby bump. It still felt surreal, knowing that three little lives were growing inside me. Marcellus walked into the room carrying a tray of food, his face lighting up when he saw me. “Good morning, my love,” he said, placing the tray on the bedside table. I smiled at him, though I couldn’t hide the slight frown as I glanced at the food. My eating habits had been all over the place these past few months. Some days I couldn’t stop eating, while on others, even the smell of food made my stomach turn. “What’s wrong?” he asked, sitting beside me and taking my hand. “I’m just not sure if I can eat,” I admitted. He gave me a soft smile, brushing a strand of hair behind my ear. “Just try a little, for me? And for the babies?” His words always had a way of melting my worries. I nodded, picking up a piece of toast. As I ate, Marcellus wa
Betrayed, But Redeemed. Away from home
FIONA'S POV I sat on the sofa in Marcellus’s room, my legs tucked under me as I absentmindedly flipped through a book. The sunlight streamed through the large windows, warming the room and making everything feel peaceful. Marcellus was at his desk, stacks of files surrounding him as he worked. It was strange seeing him like this—calm, focused, and completely off I couldn’t help but watch him. His golden hair caught the light as he leaned forward, his brows furrowed in concentration. Every so often, he’d glance at me and smile, making my heart flutter. “This is nice,” I said softly, leaning back against the cushions. “I could get used to this.” He chuckled without looking up. “Used to what? Watching me work?” “Used to spending quiet days with you,” I replied, smiling. “It’s peaceful.” Marcellus looked up then, his eyes softening. “I wish every day could be like this,” he said, his voice full of warmth. I felt a surge of happiness, my hand unconsciously resting on my stomac
Betrayed, But Redeemed. News that burned
LENA’S POV The room was quiet, the kind of stillness that made every little noise louder. I sat on the edge of my bed, my nails tapping against the wooden frame as I stared out the window. The moon hung low in the sky, casting a pale glow over the pack grounds. My father was late. I checked the time again, biting my lip to stop myself from screaming into the empty room. Finally, the sound of footsteps echoed in the hallway, followed by the creak of the door opening. Father walked in, his face stern and his steps heavy. “Lena,” he said, closing the door behind him. “It’s late. What’s the matter now?” I didn’t wait for him to come closer. Instead, I jumped up and ran to him, grabbing his arm as tears spilled down my cheeks. “Father,” I whimpered, my voice breaking. “It’s ruined! Everything is ruined!” He frowned, his hands resting on my shoulders. “What are you talking about, child? What’s ruined?” “Marcellus,” I cried, my voice shaking. “He knows. He knows it was all an act!
Betrayed, But Redeemed. The next move
LENA’S POV The silence in my room felt suffocating. I paced back and forth, my bare feet sinking into the rug I’d heard the commotion earlier—Father’s yelling could probably be heard from miles away. I knew he was down at the pack house. Shouting at Marcellus, throwing accusations around like arrows. It was all part of the plan, but it still made my stomach twist into knots. I sat down on the edge of the bed, gripping the edge of the mattress tightly. My heart raced as I thought about everything that had happened. No, I didn’t try to end my life. That wasn’t part of the plan. But the idea of it, the mere suggestion, had been enough to send a ripple of panic through the pack. Marcellus needed to know that I wasn’t someone to be discarded so easily. He thought he could just cast me aside? That I would just vanish into thin air while he paraded that human woman around like some trophy? I laughed bitterly, the sound sharp and hollow in the still room. He didn’t know me at all if h
Betrayed, But Redeemed. A shadow lurking
MARCELLU'S POV.The shouting hit me before I even reached the entrance of the pack mansion. A loud, angry voice echoed through the pack grounds, drawing the attention of everyone nearby. My heart sank as I recognized it—it was Elder Thomas, Lena’s father. I pushed open the doors and rushed outside. The scene was chaotic. Pack members had gathered around, whispering in hushed tones as Elder Thomas stormed through the center of the courtyard. His face was red with fury, his fists clenched tightly at his sides. “Thomas, what’s going on?” I called out, stepping forward to face him. His eyes snapped to me, filled with rage and pain. “You dare ask me what’s going on, Marcellus?” he spat. “You cast my daughter out like she was nothing! And now this!” I frowned, trying to piece together what he meant. “What are you talking about?” “She’s my daughter, my blood!” he shouted, his voice shaking. “You humiliated her! You stripped her of her title and sent her away from her home, her fami
Betrayed, But Redeemed. Breakfast for luna
MARCELLUS POV. I woke up early, the sun just beginning to rise, casting a soft golden glow over the room. Fiona lay beside me, her face peaceful and serene, her red hair sprawled across the pillow. She looked so beautiful, so fragile, and yet I knew the strength she carried inside her. Careful not to wake her, I slipped out of bed. Today, I wanted to do something special for her, something that would show her how much she meant to me. Breakfast. It seemed simple enough, but for Fiona, it had to be perfect. She deserved the best, and I wanted her to feel loved and cared for. I made my way to the royal kitchen, where the staff were already busy preparing meals for the pack. As I entered, the clattering of pots and pans came to an abrupt halt. The maids froze, their eyes wide with surprise. “Alpha,” one of them stammered, bowing her head. “What brings you here?” “I’m making breakfast,” I said simply. The room fell silent. “Alpha,” another maid said cautiously, “we can pr
