MARCELLO "What are you talking about?" I asked my wolf. "What mate?" "The restlessness you feel around her, the strong pull you feel towards her, the way you just cannot bring yourself to stay away from her, and how you'd do just about anything for her, it's not just all for nothing, Marcello, it's the mate bond." He explained, and I did not need a soothsayer to tell me that he was talking about Valeria. "She is our mate." "How do you know all these things?" I was still skeptical. "Irrespective of the block you put on me, I still feel what you feel, see what you see." He said. "I just could not communicate with you. And if you've been unsure about it all the while, I'm here to confirm that she is our mate, we were destined for her and her for us." "Then you must already know that she hates me more than anything in this world." I told him. "That may be true. But it's only a matter of time before she will succumb to this bond. You just need to be patient with her." He advis
VALERIA It was going to take a lot of strength to do what I was about to do. I was about to take a trip down memory lane, a path I did not want to take at all. I really just needed these men to understand that they could not take the amulet away from me if that was what they were planning. "What I am to tell you is not because I want to justify myself for lying yesterday, it's because I want to prove to you that I have every right to keep this amulet." I started. "This amulet is the sole reason I was outcast from my clan, the reason I became a rogue." Veronica let out a low gasp and I lowered my gaze to my fingers. "I was eleven when the south of Cyacruse was first raided." I began. "They killed both my parents so my aunty who lived up north took me in. She was my mother's older sister and the first child of my grandfather; apparently, he was bored of life so he passed down all his properties to her and just killed himself. And that was how the amulet ended up in her possessi
MARCELLOIt was at the darkest time of the night that she usually came out to swim in the river, and I would watch as her clothes would fall to the ground, exposing her skin like milk. The first time I saw her, I was high up in an oak tree, watching out for intruders as it was my turn that night. As soon as I sighted her, my first instinct was to attack, but the moon cast its silver glow on her face and I was stopped in my tracks. I had simply not seen anything like her before. Her grey eyes caught the moonlight beautifully and, at that moment, all I wanted to do was to watch her exist.Since then, I had taken it upon myself to be on the lookout every night. Not because, I wanted to be of service to the pack, no. It was just a silly excuse to come out and see her again. Plus, should any other wolf sight her here, she would be as good as dead.Now, there were two reasons I had not yet approached her. One, she was very obviously a vampire. It was easy to decode that given how pale her
MARCELLO It was implicating enough that I even left the tree that I was supposed to be stationed at. Then it was even worse that it was because I was out trying to befriend a freaking vampire. That was something I could not admit to my brother, even in a million years to come. "Where did you go?" He repeated, clearly growing impatient. "Um..." I cleared my throat, thinking of an appropriate lie. "I needed to stretch my legs so I went for a little walk." He raised a brow at me, not buying my lie. "Since when do you ever need to stretch your legs when you're here?" "I don't know, Bran." I shrugged. "I was bored too, so..." "You were bored?" "Yes." "And you quit looking out without calling for backup?" Bran was beginning to raise his voice. "It's not that serious, okay?" I rolled my eyes. "Besides, we've not had any intruders for months now. Nobody would dare trespass our land, they've learnt from the brutal examples we've set with the ones that have tried it in the past." "An
MARCELLO Her outburst had been disturbing my mind for a while now. And as my feet dangled from the tree branch, I began to recall everything that happened. How she had, somehow, realized that I was a werewolf. I was only trying to warn her. Bran had decided that we would now be two at every station, meaning I was no longer going to be alone at the tree. It was already three o'clock in the morning, around the time that she usually came to the river. And I was restless for her sake. Jay was with me today. And if there was anything I knew about him, it was that he hated vampires more than anybody that I knew. He had a huge scar on his left cheek and he claimed that he had gotten it from a vampire when he had unknowingly run into one in the mountains that were on the outskirts of town. I vividly remembered the day that he came home bleeding, holding his face that was covered in blood as he screamed. That night, his father dispatched about fifty wolves to go and comb the area but the
VALERIA My head began to bang once I opened my eyes. I had slept off in a very awkward position so it also hurt to move my neck. And as soon as I became fully aware of my surroundings, I recalled what I had discovered during the early hours of the morning, that the one that called himself Marcello was actually a werewolf. And what scared me the most was that he knew exactly where to find me. I have to leave here immediately, I thought to myself as I scurried to my feet and shoved the few clothes that I had into my backpack. I rolled up my sleeping mat and buckled it into my backpack too. I peeped outside and the sun was already out, but I was smart enough to have my tent under a tree with a canopy of thick leaves so the shade was enough for me to come out of the tent. But as soon as my feet touched the soil, it felt as if everything had gone still, like time itself had paused. Then I began to hear voices from my left, when I looked, I saw myself standing with that boy— Marcell
MARCELLO It was one o'clock in the morning and her face was all I could see when I closed my eyes. For a while, I tossed and turned in bed, trying to fall asleep, but that was futile. I could not even get a wink of sleep. I was torn between going to find her and giving her her space. And I was so confused as to why I felt so unsettled because of her. It was so bad that I could not think of nothing else at that moment. I had even opted out of border duty for the night because I was simply not in the mood, and it was because of her. So I decided to give into whatever was pushing me to her and go find her in the woods. I had to take a longer alternative route to her tent as the people that were manning the river were surely going to find me if I had gone through that path. When I found her, she was seated on a log of wood in front of her tent, fanning the fire under a roasting meat hoisted up by sticks. I was going to watch her in silence for a while, but I stepped on a freaking twig
MARCELLO My heart was beating erratically in my chest. And my brain racked for possible ways to get Valeria out of here fast. And as I stood there, still freaking out inside, he began to laugh, clutching his stomach. That caused my face to morph into a frown as I had become confused. "My goodness..." He breathed between his laughter. "You should see your face right now. You look like you have come in contact with the scariest thing on earth." I frowned, eyeing him suspiciously. He was the most cunning person I knew and the fact that he was amused got me even more afraid. "You're meeting a girl in the woods to hide from what exactly?" He chuckled and glanced at her for a second. "Be bold like me and flaunt her around town." I looked at my cousin in confusion. From the way he spoke, it sounded like he was not even aware that she was a vampire. Surely, his tone would not have been that mellow if he had been aware. So, just to be sure, I asked him, "how long have you been standi