“Go! Go! Go!”. Dario yelled at the people as they lived into the safe house they had built in the little time that they had been planning. The little underground room was not even finished but could at least hold all of them if they squeezed in, which was not a choice they had. As soon as he saw that the people had almost gone in, he left the rest to Claire who had been directing them. It was in times like this that he was so grateful that he had his sister and the little support group he had. His mind all the while had been on his mate whom was currently unstable but still using whatever strength she had left to hold the bombs and the billionaire off. It angered him to no extent and this time, he let his anger roam freely. He had enough.In his opinion, his mate had been bullied enough and right in front of him again, drove him insane. The idiot had the audacity to come attack his pack and try to steal his mate and thinks he would be able to get away with it. “Today, I’ll let
Just as he was about to send the billionaire to his ancestors, a hand that definitely belonged to Vraise, stopped him halfway. He growled out in anger as he was so close. Previously, he could not help but wonder why exactly the vampire was protecting the billionaire, because Vraise was not one to be involved in matters. Any matters at all, even that of his clan not to talk of the personal matters of a human but in this moment, he did not care. If he did not kill the billionaire today, he would not be able to live with himself. “A common human tormenting my pack because he has some money that I am above”“Move or I will not consider the fact that we have been somewhat friends over the years”. Dario warned as he still felt some sort of friendship between them and chose to give him one last chance. However, what he got in response was an attack from vraise. A sharp clawing and pushing that had him falling several feet away. “That will be the last time you touch me”. He growled as
Her screams shook the whole pack to its core. Every single soul in the pack could not pretend to have not heard a scream that loud. It sounded like one of pain and also a call for help. It’s been wreks now that Marissa had felt the pull of something sinister, a dark urge that whispered in her ear, urging her to embrace the violence that simmered just beneath the surface. It was an insatiable hunger, a desire that clawed at her insides, demanding release.Dario immediately dropped and forgot everything. The only urge currently present was to get to his mate but on rushing to her, he just could not get past an invincible and it frustrated him to no end. “Let me in princess”. He called out and it did not sound like he was pleading. He demanded. However, it seemed like she was in her worn Luther bubble, unable to feel or hear anyone including her mate. Writhing in pain and fear, Marissa screamed again when another wave of pain hit her like a tornado. “Please”“Please”. She chanted l
The three day promise was not a farce and despite the fact that he had to be with his mate who needed him more than anything in this moment, he was simultaneously planning his revenge and this time, without the other supernaturals. On the day she screamed, she was in danger of being found by the other supernaturals, and due to that,he made sure that they all leave the pack house that same day. As he stood at the edge of the garden, overlooking the whole of the pack from where he stood. He had always protected them flawlessly but now, there were so many flaws in his way of protection recently. He was done and ready to go kill that billionaire actually do it this time, he had enough of the rubbish.Today, he was not strategizing or wasting his time with any plans and procedures, he was just going tobarge in and kill whoever stops him. He had enough of being considerate of the innocent lives invloved. He was actually never one to care about how he achieved something, just the end res
“P-Please, I can make it right!” DU pleaded, his voice a mix of fear and desperation. “I can give you anything you want!” He uttered with a shaky voice as fear gripped him, causing goosebumps from his head, down to his toes. He knew that Dario was scary and had been given full description in what his wolf looks like, but seeing a giant black wolf in person with golden eyes was different. Dario’s eyes narrowed, his expression angry and unyielding. “You think your money can save you? You’ve destroyed lives for your greed. There is no redemption for you. With a swift motion, Dario almost sank his claws into the billionaire but was blocked by Vraise once again: An action that he did not take lightly, he didn't speak a word extra and just attacked brutally. This was the day that Vraise got the shock of his life .The billionaire on the other hand, fell to his knees in slight relief from the fear but still could not move from his spot as it somehow felt like his legs were glued to that
They say revenge does not bring forth satisfaction but the satisfaction that Dario currently felt could not be quantified. Yes, he was upset about having to kill Vraise and the vampire throwing away his life for a useless human, but he was very satisfied with knowing that his family was safer now that the billionaire was no more.As the head rolled down to the ground right by his feet, he smiled and at first wanted to carry it back as a trophy but soon decided that it was not worthy of being called a trophy.He turned, and as expected, there were still some foolish humans, although scared to their bones, still brave enough to stare and shiver in his presence. He passed through them as he walked back to the pack.The only lingering thought and question he had was for what reason Vraise could possibly have to protect the man so much that he killed himself while doing it. He knew very well that the man must have had something very great against the vampire, and he was curious to know
Dario couldn't shake the feeling that he had missed something crucial. Vraise had always been fiercely independent, preferring to remain on the fringes of society. Their little skirmishes over the years had been more like a dance, a way to test each other's limits rather than a true rivalry. There was a bond there, a strange camaraderie born from mutual respect and understanding. But this? This was different. Vraise had put his life on the line for someone he barely knew, and Dario was determined to uncover the reason behind it.As he made his way deeper into the woods, Dario's thoughts drifted to the billionaire. He had always been a figure of intrigue with his wealth, power.There was something about him that drew people in, a charisma that masked the darkness lurking beneath the surface. Dario had seen it in the way others looked at him, a mix of admiration and fear. But why would Vraise, a creature of the night, choose to protect such a man? What secret lay hidden behind that faca
“Stop running!” Claire called out to Fara, who she had been chasing around all day. The child can play for days without stopping. If you were wondering who Fara is, she’s the baby vampire that Dario found deep down in the cellar of the billionaire’s house. It has been just a few days and she had grown about an inch taller and looked like a child rather than the toddler he just picked up days before. Taking her back to the vampires took a turn that he never knew it would take. Flashback“What?!” The vampire king exclaimed once he heard that Dario found a vampire child.It was both shocking and impossible.Well, according to their tradition and laws that guide their existence, two vampires rarely reproduce and although it was possible, it was rare. Also, it was deemed totally impossible for a vampire to mate with any other creature in the forest. “I found her in the billionaire’s mansion and i think she was what vraise was being held by. I always knew that it was not money that
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