109 BA “Mark me, Alpha.” What she had just said has reverberated on his ears. It had occupied him for few seconds that he did not realize he was not responding to her demand not until Nyx took the courage to interfere. Nyx nervously neared them. “I don’t know the feeling of being fated to the Alpha, but as a wolf, as a daughter of a former Alpha, I know it does not happened the way you are asking it from my brother.” Nyx thanked herself for properly composing her sentence because honestly she don’t know what to do next if she would mess up. Still, she tried for she know her brother needs something to buy him time. Towards her direction, Maridelle has thrown a fierce and unmovable look. “Right. I am a daughter of an Alpha too. But I did not grow up with my father.”Alpha Lachlan could not give her a glance. Though the manner Maridelle is speaking is already calm and he sense that she will listen to his explanation, he can still feel tinges of hatred concealed beneath her self-contr
110 BA Alpha Lachlan Caruso could not resist it. The woman who is standing in front of him looked like a goddess that is taking all his strength off his body and soul so effortlessly. He is tempted and his wolf is in thrilled agitation telling him to take the chance. X could not wait either because of one reason: he will be marking her sooner. “Mark her, Alpha,” X urges him through their mental link. His lips delightedly curved upwards. “I will,” he responded, completely forgetting his reason why he would not mark her in the first place. Fingers are crossed. She hoped he could not hear her heart beating erratically. The feeling is so strong that though she don’t usually have heavy breaths, Maridelle could not count how many times she had heaved deep breaths just to calm herself and hopefully make her able to think clear. Both of them breathes long and heavy breaths in unison. She is waiting for him to initiate it. He is readying himself to own her completely. “I love you, Mari.”
111 BAViller is currently walking on the road only the past travellers know where it leads. On his hand are a round stone that he keeps tossing in the air. His forehead is problematically creased. Around him are the serenity offered by the ocean on the other side of the road and on the other side is the relaxing peace given by the forest. But it did nothing to calm him.“That is not going to help, you know,” Jek commented. He is with Viller the whole time. From the time Hodor almost killed them for not making progress with their search for Maridelle and the rest of them until their failure at Hilwood. The stone has stopped bouncing on top of his palm. If only it could talk, it would complain how hard it is held, so hard that it is almost getting pulvurized. “Fuck!” Viller shouted frustratedly as he hurled the stone to far away distance. “We had them right into our teritory! This is all Vamoire’s fault. If she was not that careless with them, King Hodor won’t get angry. I should be a
112 BAShe does not know how, but it feels like their ride is comparable to a just a blink of an eye. Their speed was like that of a lightning on one dark rainy night. It had happened so fast that after their car was parked, after they had passed on the shocked faces of the vampires seeing her unbind and walking calmly side by side with Viller and Hodor, she is now inside Hodor's chamber. “What’s taking him so long?” Maridelle complained, completely annoyed of the long waiting hours. By counting, she has been standing in front of Hodor’s throne for more than an hour. Not one of his servants nor Viller or Jek cared to give her something to sit on. “I am not wasting my time here, am I?” she commented, as if she is the most important being standing inside the room. Well, she is. Five, six—no, Viller could not count on his hands the times she had complained. But it is not his fault. His highness will take his time to prepare or do what he wanted even if it means his guests, no matter wh
113 BAFace to face with her own self in the mirror, Maridelle wiped the remaining tears on her bleak cheeks. She has been crying for minutes regardless the times she reprimanded herself not to do so; no matter how many times she would remind herself that shedding tears is useless. Hodor had given her a private room just in time the tears she has been holding back streamed down her visage. She got a feeling that Hodor does not believe her reasons, but she thanked the uncertainty that Hodor has let go of the grip and gave her what she has demanded. “This is the last I am going to cry because of you Lachlan.” The salutation is gone. She will no longer call her Alpha, the insignia of respect given to the pack leaders; but he does not deserves to be respected. Maridelle has thoroughly dried her cheeks and summoned for glee to embrace her glum orbs. She turned her back to the mirror. Her feet are advancing to the bed. Her body longed to rest; sprawl her limbs over the bed, closed her e
Sadness has lulled her to sleep without her being able to wipe the tears that had boldly spoke for her emotions. As she lay on the bed, with no one to disturb her respite, Maridelle’s breathing is calm. She looks so peaceful and well-rested that it had already belied the storms that had strucked her soul. “So how long are we going to stare at her?” Jek stated. They have been inside her room for almost and hour doing nothig except scrutinizing her physique. While Jek deemed it to be boring, Viller has spent the time continuing thinking of the reason why Maridelle came to them.“Wake her up,” he commanded in a very bossy tone. “Vamoire is ready to see her.” “Alright,” he replied as his feet nears the bed. “I bet it is going to be very chaotic. This bitch does not know what she did to her. And oh, man, Vamoire is furious,” Jek added as he wakes her up. “Hey! Wake up.” He shakes Maridelle’s body. Maridelle did not bother to open her eyes nor did she uttered a word. Instead, she moved h
To their amazement, the monster grew gigantic right in front of their eyes. It is still growing that it had broken its cage; the other monsters had been quiet as it continues to grow almost stuffing the entire laboratory with its body. Even its fellow felt his domineering power. It snarled and its hands are spread across the area. Saliva is drooling prolifically on its huge teeth. Its sinewy legs and arms had tripled by the time it had stopped growing. Its eyes are red and are out of proportion compared to the other part of its body. Maridelle flinched. She did not expect the feind, as she calls it, to be that frigthening; a monster as a title does not suits the being in front of her anymore. It is not what she had expected but it is what she wanted. Still, the being before her eyes seemed not to acknowledge the entity that has made it superior than the rest Vamoire has created. Maridelle draw back in fear with her hands and feet moving backward as she is still on the ground. The mo
Alpha Lachlan Caruso has never been miserable in his entire life than what he is now. It was during the demise of his parents that he agonized and lamented so much that he did not dared to think he could managed to move forward. What he had experienced back then has been tripled right now. “Lily, please.” Nyx is begging on her knees. “Let him go. Alpha Lachlan has helped you against those who are chasing after Maridelle.” She wanted Lily to remember it and have some debt of gratitude, at least, to get his twin freed.Lily scoffed at her completely neglecting the river of tears embracing her face. “Right. I did not forget all those help. But Maridelle had suffered from his hands, didn’t she?” It was bitter memories that flashed on her mind: the day Lily begged for them to stop torturing her beloved niece; how her heart has been crumpled, trodded, shred, wrecked. “I bet, if he did not found out that she is his mate, his future Luna, I guess he would not protect her. Like those who kept