FIONA'S POV.I jolted awake from bed; my body felt as sore as it could probably be; I felt aches all over. Was the drug meant to help? Or was it meant to make the pain more evident?Mumbling my breath, I toss again to feel a pool of sweat already formed on my pillow, pushing my eyes open. I coughed continuously feeling worse than I ought to.My sight was blurry; I could barely make sense of anything. I churned from a nauseating feeling. Gastily, I stood to my feet, storming towards the bathroom, burying my head into the sink. I puked every content of my previous meal.I grabbed onto the doorknob for support; the world twirled beneath my feet; my entire body was burning up; I was fine minutes ago; I stormed out of Marcellus's room, scared that Lena might rip our every strand of hair on my skull.I fell asleep as soon as I hit the bed.I groaned from frustration, literally crawling back toward my bed; nothing was helpful; I was in pain; a pool of tears formed in my eyes; I was alone; I'
FIONA'S POV. My heart sank hearing those bits of Raphael's words, his eyes staring blankly into the depths of my soul. “I was what?” I asked, uncertain if I had heard the words right, but I knew I had barely been telling myself lies. “Poisoned, my dear. Someone had mixed some sort of drug into your food, not enough to kill you, I suppose, but enough to send a message that they could if they wanted to.” Raphael explained goosebumps lined my skin, and I trembled, engulfed with fear. This was what Darla meant: I was weak; I had no power, fame, or wealth of any sort, and Marcellus doted on me only made things worse; a chill ran down my spine, and tears stung hard in my eyes. “But why?” I asked in a Faint voice, my words barely above a whisper, I couldn't hold it in anymore; tears streamed down to my chest, and I sniffed hard, Raphael's arms locked into mine, tapping me gently in the hair. *I don't know either, but my best guess is they think it's easy to prey on you. I'm so sorry, F
FIONA'S POV.The nurses had helped get me into my bed. The room had been arranged, vases and flowers around; it smelt pretty good, the sheets were changed, the curtains too, all having a light shade of grey, the room having a monochrome color to it.I had noticed two guards standing by the door as I walked in, yet I knew better than to ask a baseless question; I needed to put my act together.“Thank you, you will be called out if anything comes up “Darla ordered the nurses, who bowed and excluded themselves, leaving us. A timid-looking girl had made her way on cue.“This is Maya. She'll be your personal maid for now. Marcellus has asked that you stay within your room all day; the corridor and nearby rooms will be vacated, and you'll have your silence and enough time to rest. If you need anything, Maya will be with you”, Darla explained, my suspicions hitting the roof as she spoke.I stole curious glances at Maya; she looked just around my age, her hair plaited into two messy ponytail
FIONA's POVI stared at them, my gaze moving from my father down to my stepmother. They both had a nerve-wracking smile on their faces. I didn't like this, not one bit.I shrugged, turning away from them. Why were they here now of all days? Who had granted them access into the pack?I was startled by my sudden realization; was he getting rid of me?“I won't go with you if that's what you are here for.” I was surprised to see that he had really given up on me! After making a promise to hold onto me and care for me, he really tossed me out towards the feet of my parents.“Go with us?” My father had asked, suddenly alarmed by my words.“What do you mean? We aren't here to take you; where do you expect me to see that huge amount of money for a refund? Besides, aren't you better off here?” Father has snapped, speaking with such disdain as I had always known him to.His face had gone pale from both the thought of paying Marcellus and taking me back in, but he wasn't the only one relieved; I
FIONA'S POV.It's been a week of sitting around like a sack of potatoes, a week since I had been allowed to walk out of my room, a week since I had seen Marcellus. He hadn't bothered to drop by, and I had no intention of worrying about him either; all he had done was order the guards to keep me locked in.Maya, however, has proved to be quite the company; she always had the last gossip to fill me in. She had a lot of wild stories to tell; she was with me from the first light till dusk. Although each time I questioned her about my illness, she always found a way to whisk me out of it.I pressed my lips into a thin line, staring out the window; she would be late. She had a thing or two to do, which meant absolute loneliness.A knock however had settled on my door, jolting me out of my thoughts, I glanced in the direction, arching my brows,Maya was meant to be absent; Darla wasn't dropping by either. Could it be Marcellus? Tingles ran down my spine as I bolted towards my feet, dashing
MARCELLUS’ POV.The words had struck me like a knife. Made chills run down my spine seeing the rage in her eyes; at this moment I knew she meant something to me. She had never spoken down at me, but it didn't matter; if it had been someone else, I would have ignored it, yet something about the frail woman standing before me held a strong hold on me.“leave?” I asked with a scoff, raising her chin with my index finger, yet she wouldn't budge; her eyes bore into mine, and she stood with a strong defiance.“I wish to leave,” she snapped again. I moved my eyes from hers to that of Raphael's who stood gloating with an air of pride, a wide smug grin on his lips.“with him?” I asked again, arching my eyebrows; a loud laugh echoed through my lips.“You want to leave with Raphael? You made mistakes, Fiona. I own you; you belong to me!” I snapped, yanking her arm.Raphael had grabbed her other arm, stopping her to a halt.“Let go!” I ordered sternly; she had seen me beat him up once. I'd hate
RAPHAEL’S POVI watched him drag her away from me; he had ripped off my arms from her clutch. It pissed me off seeing how I could do anything but stand and watch.Although it seemed as though I had begun making progress, she didn't flinch from the kiss, and she openly retorted that she intended to leave with me; I just needed to play up some more cards from beneath my sleeve.I snorted, making my way back into my room; it seemed as though he loved her, and I enjoyed making him jealous; this could be found if I played my card right.I lit up the end of a cigarette, resting my back against the glassy door of the balcony, drawing a long puff. The high and mighty cold Marcellus had a weakness, and it was a girl... a frail human girl.A loud laughter coursed through my lips, who would have thought he should have known better than to show off his time?Finally, years of running and walking around eggshells had finally come to an end; perhaps I ought to notify the orders about it, but then I
MARCELLUS’ POV.A knock settled on the door, drawing my gaze away from Fiona, who cuddled closer to a pillow, letting out light snores as I stood to my feet. I pulled her duvet around her body and tied the robe firmly around mine and opened the door.“Good morning, Alpha Marcellus,” my beta Raymond had greeted. I arch my eyebrows, staring down at him; it was barely morning. Why on earth was he knocking around my door so early?“It's the council; they've called a meeting,” Raymond retorted, a wide smirk settled on My lips, oh, they were getting all antsy about the competition.“What is this about?” I asked Raymond, who looked just as confused.“I'm not certain; I don't know much, but I'm sure it has a thing or two to do with the Luna tournament coming up in a month,” Raymond responded; I nodded in acknowledgement; it seemed like their faith in Lena wasn't as strong as I expected.“Tell them to leave,” I ordered, turning away from the door.“Your Highness, they are here and waiting...
FIONA'S POV.“Fine, get out, both of you. Lena needs to rest; besides, I could care less about what she does with her time or where she goes; she's probably going to put you in harm's way as well.” Marcekkus deadpanned, his gaze stiffened; our eyes locked for a moment, and all I could see was irritation in them; he must really loathe me.I swallowed a lump in my throat, trying back to hold my tears; he wasn't worth it; no one was. Rachel lowered his gaze to match mine, a reassuring smile on his lips as he locked his eyes into mine.“Common, let's go.” He whispered, drawing me closer to himself, neither of us saying a thing to the other as we walked out of the door, and down the corridor, we approached the garage, and he had the gesture that I settled into the seat as he held out the door for me. “I don't... Are you sure this is a good idea? I really don't want you getting in your arms or hurting out. I stuttered out, my voice thinning out as I spoke.“Just get in, Fiona! Don't make m
FIONA POV. My gut twisted hearing those words; it wasn't the physical pain he had caused me that bothered me; it was, in fact, I didn't like the manner in which he had spoken. I didn't like it; this act was going too far, but even so, I contemplated what to say or do; it wasn't seeming to be an act anymore.Yet he wouldn't do that to me, right?“Well, don't just stand there like a mute and come with me now! " he ordered sternly, not sparing me a glance. My body shook, as though there was friction in my feet. I dragged myself behind him, pain stabbing away at my sides.I feel myself briefly at a loss for words; he wasn't saying anything, his eyes were pinned ahead, and I could only walk in hisSomething was off; I wanted to reach out to him, to ask him if something had happened to piss him off. I wanted to do anything but imagine the worst, but it seemed as though there was a gap between us.“Come on, move faster, pipsqueak.”Pipsqueak? That had done it, broken me, he stopped by the d
FIONA'S POV.“They all call you a witch, you know?” Maya whispered, easing herself into the chair beside me. She looked uneasy; on her toes, she wasn't relaxed. I didn't like this progress. Maya would usually be bickering around now causing a fuss and filling me on whatever gossip the maids had to tender.“You can relax, Maya, I won't bite you, not you, maybe others, but please, I was poisoned, and then I was framed. You were there and saw it too; you know better. I have to act tough for a few days, or they'll all walk all over me." I exclaimed,Then the light came to her eye once again, I could see her countenance brighten up after listening to my words.“Finally I can breathe. I knew something was odd with their descriptions; it sounded like they were spinning lies off the web, but I couldn't say anything. I wasn't certain either; besides, I have it in bed; they'll hate me more than they do if I try defending you.” Maya complained with a pout. She looked adorable, escaping my lips a
FIONA'S POV.My heartbeat picked its pace as I pulled off my top, slowly I did the same with my panties, and; finally, I was bare before them, naked. They were women, but it was the first time in a long while since anyone had ever bathed me.“Lady Fiona.” The first of the three girls had spoken, stretching forth her hands toward the ub, although it was obvious they had stolen lots of cautious gazes at me, yet it still seemed as though they were careful of being caught. I doubt I had anything to do with it; it was probably because it all started with an order from Marcellus, and they had to be orderly and not screw up in any possible way.A loud whine coursed through my lips as soap eased down my body; it had stung harder than I thought. She was quick to wash away the lather of soap on my skin, now shivering as she begged continuously.“I'm sorry, my lady, I don't mean to hurt you; I... will be careful next time”. She pleaded, her head bowed. At first, I felt pity for her; usually, I w
MARCELLUS’ POVRaymond had approached as soon as I walked out of the room; three maids passed me with a bow before heading toward Fiona.“I'm sorry, Your Highness, I had fallen asleep as I got into the room, earlier on, I just got the wind of the news as I woke." Raymond apologized, closing in the space between us,I made a sharp turn towards my study; he walked in behind me, looking just as worried as I was. I punched against the table, seething with rage, those bastards, they had me cornered.“What will I do, Raymond?.I'm lost and confused, and I see no way out this time,” I admitted staring intently at him; a groan coursed through my lips; I had no idea what I was doing.“Who did it? I'm sure Miss Fiona didn't... or did she?” Raymond asked, staring wide-eyed at me. I shook my head, nodding negatively.“No, she didn't, although I'm uncertain why Lena had done something as horrible as that. I know she's goal-driven and gritty even, but that far? I had no idea she could drive herself
FIONA'S POV.A loud scream coursed through my lips on reflex, in sin to his orders; however, my body had not been lashed. The whip was simply still midway in the air.Isn't he here to punish me? To act out? To blame me“What are you doing?” I asked, his fingers hastily pressed gently against my lips.“Don't say a word. I need them to think I lashed you,” he blurted out. I corked my brows, too stunned to speak; now things were winding out of hand pretty fast, and judging from the glint in his eyes, I could tell he was having a blast at the moment.“What are you up to, Marcellus? Didn't Darla get to you already?” I asked, and he let go of the whip in his grasp leaning his back against the wall with a smirk strapped to the sides of his lips.“I did; she explained petty tricks to me, which is why you have to do just as I tell you.” He entrusted his chin to my hair now, causing me to immediately realize how tall and muscular this man was.We've had sex now. But I still couldn't get my head
MARCELLUS’’ POV.A groan escaped my lips as I reached out for my phone, highlighting from the car with Raymond by my side. It was a good day to go golfing. My best friend and I are against the world.“I need rest; I'll head on to my room now,” Raymond complained, stretching his back.“Rest? All you did was lose,” I teased my daughter.“and all you did was cheat.” He snapped right back, and we both burst into laughter. I made a mental reminder to go on a trip like this twice at least every month; we bonded over the golf, and small talks here and there; he even got himself a lover. One of the neighboring betas daughters, and I had no idea,Although I was no fool, I could tell her relationship had suffered due to his inability to spend time with her; I couldn't roll around in bed with all nine of my mistresses… ten, including Fiona, while he stood guard and did all my jobs. One of these days, after I've gotten rid of the council and their chastises, I would finally be able to give him a
FIONA'S POV“I didn't do it!” I screamed, thrashing my arms away from them, kicking, pulling, and screaming as loud as I could, yet no one had listened to me. I'm dragged out by both arms, my feet scratching against the floor. I wasn't scared. But I didn't want people to get wind of the news either,“My lady,” Maya screamed, rushing towards me; I could see sincere worry in her eyes.“I'll get Lady Darla for you now," she screamed as I was dragged away from her sight. Lena was a bitch, but doing this, hurting herself to pin her blame on me, was one of the wildest ideas anyone could ever have.I'm tossed into a dimly lit cell, the coldness of the tiles harshly biting my skin as I fall. Colliding with the floor with a heavy impact, a light wince coursed through my lips as I tried to get off the floor.“Don't beg for help. Don't ask for food. Eat what is given, and if you need to go. There's a bucket in there,” the guard snapped before marching away from me. I jolted backward, seeing a li
FIONA'S POV.He looked curious, antsy, and on edge, and I preferred that; perhaps seducing him wasn't as hard, or it might be just as Raphael had said: he'll get bored of me soon and take in a new mistress.Not that I believed a single thing that eased across his lips anyway; he lied to me; he knew I was poisoned and did nothing; then of course two could play the game just as well.Starting off from the basics, I needed to be his favorite, and gain as much power as I could; perhaps it wouldn't be as easy as I expected it to be, but not that I had anything else to do.It was either this or I'd end up dead one way or another, so I'd prefer trying than waiting for Lena or Darla to make a feast of my head.“Why do you glare at me like that, Fiona? You are scaring the fuck out of me, you know? He asked with a giggle, but he could tell something about me had changed; I snapped it was his fault after all.I grumbled in low tones, pulling myself away from his grasp.“Tonight, nine… be by my d