“I’m sorry”. Dario whispered, sounding as broken as his heart felt, hugging her tighter. Dexter had been whimpering nonstop.“I’m sorry”. He repeated again, like the first one didn’t suffice. He just felt everything so intensely at this point, and as foreign as these feelings were, he embraced them.All those years he yearned for his better half, for a partner, his mate had been struggling and suffering so much. The thought brought another whimper from Dexter. Dario buried his face in the crook of her neck, basking in her scent as it calmed him down but also wanted to provide comfort to her, however, her scent drove him mad. She felt so perfect in his arms, and oh her scent.His head began to spin from the effect of her scent and being this close to her was not helping matters. He knew this was the worse time to think about anything like this but he couldn’t help himself. He wanted to kiss her, to touch her everywhere, he wanted his mark on her.The image of her in an intimate p
As soon as Dario was out of view, all the strength in Marissa’s legs gave up. Her mind was boggled with confusion, questions, and the weird flutter in her heart. She sat right there on the fooor, staring into space trying to decipher the reason why her handsome captor just kissed her senseless. The butterflies in her stomach In her stomach still running wild. “Marissa, are you okay?”. Claire asks running towards Marissa’s room. “What happened? Your door is never opened and why are you sitting on the floor?”. Claire asks all at once and the fast talking and worried yelling made Marissa’s head spin a little. I mean she just got kissed by Dario. Of course her head was still spinning. “Your A-Alpha kissed me”. She said, stuttering as she told Claire what just happened. Claire eyes widened almost two times its original size at the words that just came of of Marissa’s mouth. “What?!”. She exclaimed as she ran to lock the door, excited to hear all about it, and also not wanting every
The hiccups and cries of Marissa could be heard all through the hallway even as quiet as she tried to be. For the first time in a very long time, she cried out. Mourning herself and the life she had.‘So, my destiny is to be in captivity all my life?’. She asked herself as the hot tears ran down her cheeks, curling into a ball still on the floor.Her life was so unfair. ‘The one chance I have at love happened to be with a monster. Not just that but with a monster that will keep me locked up forever’. She thought to herself as she cried and cried, crying her heart out.It started from crying about being imprisoned, to crying about the abandonment by her family, to being sold by her aunt, to all the torture she endured all those years. ‘I have never done anything to harm anyone. Nothing! Why this grave fate?’ She asked herself as the tears rolled down nonstop. “Marissa”. Claire called, knocking on the door, but got no answer. Claire panicked knowing fully well that her extremist brot
“Who would’ve thought the big bad Alpha Dario would be this clingy with his mate”. James asks in a playful tone. So excited to make fun of Dario who can’t even deny that he was being clingy.“I can’t focus James. They’ve been out for over an hour now. It’s not funny, what if something happened?”. Dario groans, pacing as he harshly drops the pen and paper in his hands, running a hand through his hair. Claire had convinced Marissa to choose the mall, which she did and immediately they left the gates, Dario had been complaining and pacing non-stop. He started from how Claire was too playful and may forget she’s with Marissa, to how Claire wasn’t a full warrior and could only defend if trouble happens, to how beautiful Marissa was and how thirsty men are. A chuckle escaped James as he shook his head, walking over to Dario and placing a hand on his shoulder squeezing a little. “I’m so glad you finally feel what we feel”. James said with a smile, remembering the time that they had to de
“Marissa, wait”. Dario called out as she immediately ran in, heading for her room with tears fighting to roll down. She was so pissed. “I’m sorry. Please just hear me out”. He calls after her, grabbing her arm as he gets close to her which she yanks off. The exchange, already gathering stares and whispers. Still fuming, she ran into her room, closing the door behind her. She didn’t even understand why she was so angry. It’s not like she already trusted him yet but one part of her desperately wanted him to keep his words, and he didn’t.Dario had followed them for about 30 minutes when Claire caught a whiff of his scent and looked in the direction it came from. . The sudden turn alerted Marissa as it was too fast and obvious that something was up. Tracing Claire’s eyes, Marissa was looking straight at a man with sunglasses and a newspaper blocking his face. However, this man had dark hair, was wearing a shirt that Marissa saw this morning, and the scar running along the man’s
Dario had been observing the whirlwind that was right outside Marissa’s room as the guard had reported, and it was getting bigger but he didn’t have answers yet. At first, he brushed it off as a normal whirlwind even if he hadn’t seen one in the longest time but this one was so consistent in the same spot. “Alpha, you called”. James spoke, entering into Dario’s office in full beta mode. Apparently, Dario had instructed the guard to make sure to inform James that it was an emergency. “Top of the morning to you too James”. Dario replied, standing up to sit at the cushion beside James. He didn’t want anyone to be involved in this. Just he and the only person he trusted with his life. “There is a whirlwind at the back of Marissa’s window. The one facing the backyard, and it has been there for more than a week now. I disregarded it as a normal whirling but it has gotten stronger since Marissa left the room, and I think there’s a connection there”. He spoke in a hushed tone. The new
Claire’s heart thumped so hard in her chest as she watched Marissa fearlessly enter the circle of duel. “She’s one beautiful and brave human, I’ll give her that”. Kali said to Claire who just glared at her, and looked away. Focusing on every move Marissa made. Claire’s plan was to step in once the fight started, but Kali could guess that which was why she came to stand beside her. This annoyed Claire to no end. The fight started with a whistle, and on the sound of the whistle, the warrior Marissa was dueling with, immediately landed a blow to her face that caused her stumble all the way to the line of the circleThe rules of the duel were: No killingThe first one out of the circle is automatically the loser.Whoever yields lost.Her falling to the line of the circle caused some ‘ooos’ and ’aaas’. At this point, it wasn’t just the warriors, and Claire watching, but a crowd had gathered just right outside the training ground to watch. Many rooted for the warrior but some few ro
“What bad news?”. Dario asked back through the mindlink as he walks out of the dining room with haste, immediately forgetting his meal.There was only one thing he told James to look into and ‘bad news’ meant that it concerned his mate. “I’m on my way to you”. Dario replied through the mindlink, shifting into his wolf as he steps out of the door. He knew exactly where James was. “What bad news James?”. Dario asked in a tone of urgency as he reached the wooden shack, shifting back to his human form in a split second. His clothes still intact. “I found more of Marissa’s past as I was investigating on the source of the whirlwind. Her aunt is a witch. A very powerful one at that”. James said, showing Dario some papers, one of which showed an image of baby Marissa and the woman in question. One thing Dario recognized from the photo was the woman’s necklace. It was an old relic. One that even the elves possessed several years ago. That necklace could not be worn by just any creature
Marissa had dreamed of this day for as long as she could remember. A far fetched dream that was now her reality. The morning sun streamed through the sheer curtains of her childhood bedroom, casting a golden glow that danced across the walls. She could hear the soft rustle of her mother in the kitchen, preparing breakfast and bustling about with a mix of excitement and nerves. Today was the day she would finalize her marriage with Dario, the love of her life. As she sat up in bed, Marissa took a deep breath, letting the reality of the moment wash over her. Today, she would step into a new chapter of her life, one that she had envisioned countless times. Her heart raced as she thought about the ceremony, the vows, and the promises they would make to each other. She could already picture Dario standing at the altar, his warm smile lighting up the room, and she felt a rush of happiness. According to their tradition, only now can she finally move in with him in a house separate fr
In the heart of a dark, enchanted forest, where the trees whispered secrets and the moonlight barely pierced through the thick canopy, a coven of witches gathered. Their leader, the old formidable sorceress, had been watching the unfolding romance between Alpha Dario and Marissa, the beautiful daughter of the Moonlight Tribe. The ongoing and impending wedding was the talk of the supernatural world, and while many were excited, the witches had a different plan in mind. Seraphina, with her long, flowing robes and hair as dark as midnight, stood before her sisters. “We shall send them a gift,” she declared, her voice a melodic blend of authority and mischief. “But not just any gift. It must be something that embodies the essence of our power and serves as a reminder of the balance between love and fear.” The witches murmured in agreement, their eyes glinting with a mix of excitement and trepidation. They began to conjure, their hands weaving intricate patterns in the air as they chant
Alpha Dario stood at the edge of the forest, the crisp morning air wrapping around him like a familiar cloak. The sun filtered through the trees, casting dappled shadows on the ground, and he took a deep breath, letting the scents of pine and earth fill his lungs. Today was a significant day, one that would mark the beginning of a new chapter in his life. He was preparing for his wedding to Marissa, the woman who had captured his heart and soul. As the Alpha of his pack, Dario felt the weight of responsibility on his shoulders. His role was not just to lead but to protect, nurture, and provide for his people. Marissa had been a beacon of light in his life, her laughter echoing in his mind as he thought about the vows he would soon recite. They had faced numerous challenges together, and each trial had only strengthened their bond. Now, as he prepared for their union, he wanted to ensure that his vows reflected the depth of his love and commitment. He had spent several nights and
Claire stood at the mouth of the stream with a gentle smile on her face, her heart swelling with joy. Today was a day of celebration, a day to honor the love between her brother, Alpha Dario, and his mate, Marissa. The air was filled with the sweet scent of blooming jasmine, and the sound of laughter echoed through the woods as friends and family gathered to witness the union of two souls destined to be together. Claire had always looked up to Dario, her older brother, who had taken on the mantle of leadership in their pack with grace and strength. He was not only a fierce protector but also a caring brother, always ensuring that Claire felt loved and cherished. As she watched him interact with Marissa, Claire could see the deep bond they shared, a connection that seemed to radiate warmth and happiness. Marissa was a perfect match for Dario, complementing his strength with her kindness, compassion and even more strength. As the sun began to dip lower in the sky, and the woods qui
James sat quietly on the edge of his bed, staring at the wall as the soft light of the afternoon sun streamed through the window. It was a beautiful day, the kind that made everything seem vibrant and alive, but his mind was preoccupied with thoughts of the upcoming main wedding. Alpha Dario and Marissa were finally tying the knot, and the excitement in the air was palpable. Yet, amidst the joy, James felt a swell of emotions that he couldn’t quite put into words. As he reflected on the journey that had brought them to this moment, memories flooded back moments of laughter, struggles, and the unwavering bond that had formed between them. Dario had always been more than just a friend; he was a brother, a mentor, and the kind of leader who inspired those around him. Marissa, with her infectious laughter and kind heart, had somehow become a sister to him. Regardless of the fact that he was still scared of her. Their love story was one for the ages, a testament to what it meant to tru
Dario stood in front of the mirror, adjusting his tie with a mix of excitement and nervousness. The sunlight streamed through the window, casting a warm glow over the room, but it was the sight of Marissa that truly illuminated his heart. She was in the other room, finalizing her own preparations, and he could hear her soft laughter mingling with the bustling sounds of their wedding day. He took a moment to admire the suit she had picked out for him. It was tailored perfectly, accentuating his broad shoulders and lean physique. The deep navy blue fabric shimmered subtly, hinting at a sophisticated elegance that was both timeless and modern. Marissa had insisted on the color, believing it would complement her dress beautifully, and Dario couldn’t help but agree. It was a bold choice, one that spoke to their shared taste for the extraordinary. As he ran his fingers over the smooth fabric, memories flooded his mind. He recalled the day Marissa had dragged him to the suit shop, her ey
Marissa stood in front of the full-length mirror, her heart racing with excitement and a hint of anxiety. Today was the day she would finally choose the dress for her wedding to Dario, the alpha of their pack. The sun streamed through the boutique's windows, casting a warm glow on the rows of beautiful gowns that surrounded her. Each dress seemed to whisper promises of love and happiness, but the pressure of making the perfect choice weighed heavily on her shoulders.As she stepped into the boutique, her best friend, Lila, was already there, flipping through a magazine while waiting for Marissa. Lila looked up and smiled brightly, her enthusiasm infectious. "I can't believe it's finally happening! You’re going to look stunning today, Marissa!"Marissa returned the smile, though her nerves still fluttered in her stomach. "I hope so. I just want to find something that feels right, you know? Something that captures how I feel about Dario."Lila nodded in understanding. "Of course! Let’s
As the sun began to rise over the quaint village of Eldoria, the air was filled with excitement and anticipation. Marissa, the beloved daughter of the village elder, was soon to wed the formidable Alpha Dario, a man known not only for his strength but also for his unwavering loyalty to his people. The wedding was fast approaching, and with it came a flurry of gifts from far and wide, each more extravagant than the last.Marissa had always dreamed of this day, imagining the grandeur of her wedding ceremony and the joy it would bring to her family and friends. However, she never expected the sheer volume of gifts that would arrive at her doorstep in the weeks leading up to the event. Every morning, as the first light broke through her window, she would find an array of beautifully wrapped packages waiting for her, each one a token of love and appreciation from those who wished to celebrate her union with Dario.The villagers, eager to contribute to the festivities, began to gather in he
The air was crisp, and the faint rustle of leaves whispered secrets of the night. He had always been a figure of strength and authority, the alpha who led his pack with unwavering resolve. Since finding the vampire child in the billionaire’s cellar, so many things had changed. She had been with the pack for a few months now, and he couldn’t shake the feeling that she was meant to be a part of their life. The thought had he could not just leave her by herself with no one in particular to take care of her, bothered him. He knew she was being taken care of, but she was still little and needed a family. The first time he had encountered her, Dario had felt a pang of sorrow. Curled up in a dark corner of the cellar, the child was trembling, her small frame barely visible in the shadows. He remembered the way her large, innocent eyes looked up at him, filled with fear and hope. It was a look that stirred something deep within him, her little hi, brought about protective instinct he