Trent had not been in the best mood legally anc it was due to Amelia’s death. He knew that it would affect him but did not realizing that it would affect him this bad. He often found himself talking amd referring to her and then remembering that she was not there anymore. She may have been bad but she was his best friend. He truly understood why she had to die after the papers found in her room were given to him by Marissa who knew very well that they were close and did it to avoid enmity within the pack.Due to his heavy heart, he chose not to participate in the engagement ceremony for much longer and needed fresh air and so he stepped out, walking and walking farther than he had planned to, when he smelled something he should not be smelling, especially on such a night. He perceived the stench of dried blood and body starting to decompose. His first thought was how? Considering just how much guards were on patrol that night. On getting yo the scene his nose brought him to
Dario had always been a vigilant leader, but the recent events had pushed his instincts to the brink. Since Layla died, Dario could not help but notice that so many things seemed to be wrong with the pack and the worst part was that these things were very subtle. So subtle that it was the easiest thing to miss despite him being extremely cautious. He knew very well that something was up but did not know exactly what it was and although he wanted to keep the information to himself until he found the root cause, he chose not to that this time as it would have adverse effects on the whole pack sand so he balled for a meeting. The first sign was Layla’s sudden death.Layla was not the kind of person that could easily be killed just like that. She was fierce and very well trained to the point that Amelia was not able to defeat her anc that was the reason why he chose yh give her such an important job at such a young age. It pained him that she had to die like that She had t even fou
The thought that there was someone out there watching him and his pack with such a calculated plan and having no idea who it was irritated Dario to the max. They had tried almost everything in order to find out who exactly it was but every time they got a clue, it led them to a dead end, which made him more than frustrated. Dario paced back and forth, his mind racing as he tried to piece together the puzzle that had left his organization reeling. The recent attacks on their spies had sent shockwaves through their ranks, and now, with no leads and no information, tension hung thick in the air. His two trusted assistants, Trent and James, and his mate were present in his office.“Alpha, we need to come up with something,” Trent said, running a hand through his hair in frustration. “We can’t just sit here waiting for the next attack. Whoever is behind this is one step ahead of us.”James nodded in agreement, his eyes scanning the documents spread out before them. “We’ve lost three ope
Marissa had always been a dreamer, but tonight was different. As she drifted into slumber, her mind transported her to a world where reality blurred with the fantastical. In this dream, she found herself in a sprawling mansion that gleamed under the moonlight, its opulence a stark contrast to the dark intentions lurking within its walls.The white walls that were supposed to give a bright feeling, have off very eerie feelings but she took some steps further knowing very well that it was a revelation of some sort as her dreams had been far from normal since she became an Oscura. Standing by the fireplace was a fat man of striking features and an air of confidence. She could somehow tell that this building was his and it was massive and screamed of luxury. The knob thing that plagued her mind was why the man was so familiar and where she had seen him. In this dream, he was more than just a wealthy mogul; he was a predator. The way his brows scrunched, and the crazy smile on his lip
“No!”. She dreamed on top of her lungs, as she tossed and turned on the bed, wetting it with tears, not realizing that it was not real. The first scream had Dario running to her room with a speed he would only attribute to a vampire but that scream he thought was definitely a call for help. It tore through him, and he could feel her helplessness and it scared him. However, on getting to their room, he saw her sleeping but trashing around and covered in tears. The sight was more than disheartening and so he rushed to her with the aim of waking her up because whatever she was dreaming of, that made gwr so heartbroken, she needed to wake up from it. Shaking her didn’t work abd so ge called out to her, desperately. He was also scared even after finding out it was a dream due to the fact that he knew the witches sometimes hex people in their sleep. “I’m here princess”. He replied to the broken way she called his name and scooped her into his arms abd he could see the visible calming
Marissa woke up early and unlike her usual routine of immediately going to train, she sat on the edge of their shared bed, her heart still racing from the vivid dream that had plagued her nights. The image of her mate, falling to the ground, shot and bleeding, haunted her thoughts. It had been days since the dream, but the fear clung to her like a shadow, refusing to release its grip. She had told him about it, had recounted every detail with trembling lips, and although Dario had reassured her, the anxiety lingered in her chest.She knew very well that he was incredibly strong and fearless, but Marissa couldn't shake off the feeling that something was off. She needed to be close to him, to feel the warmth of his body next to hers, to remind herself that he was alive and well. So, she found herself following him around the house, her fingers brushing against his arm or resting on his shoulder whenever she could. Each touch was a silent plea for reassurance, a way to ground herself i
Today was different and she had felt that even before she left home. Something in the air just felt different and she could not put her finger on it, nor deduce whether it was a good change or bad, and so she went to the woods to train as she usually did. It was so serene to her to train amongst nature. She didn’t know what it was but also knew that it was due to her affinity with nature but she felt so at peace when she was here. There was a little stream, surrounded by trees and the sunset view from where she atoood was amazing. As she admired the scene for the upteenth time, she snorted as she remembered that Dario was never a fan of her coming out to train in the woods but also proposed right here. Taking a look at her ring, had her showing her whole 32 teeth. Sometimes, she could not believe that this was her life. Yes, she had gone through a lot to get here but she loved the result so much that she actually may agree to go through that torture if it meant finding, loving
Dario paced back and forth in the dimly lit confines of his office, somehow feeling the weight of the world pressing heavily on his shoulders. The scent of pine, earth, and a hint of sandalwood lingered in the air, remnants of the scent of the man Marissa rescued from the forest hung in the air, and he hated that it smelled good, knowing very well that Marissa was one that loved beautiful scents. Marissa finding this man in the woods had further solidified his hate for her training out of camp.She had found this stranger in the woods, a man who had been injured and vulnerable, and had brought him back to their territory. He hated it so much but could not bring himself to tell her because he didn’t want to seem like the monster she always ran away from. Dario's heart raced with a mix of emotions—anger, fear, and an unsettling sense of jealousy.The anger was almost equivalent to the jealousy as he felt like he was stupid for being jealous even though he knew nothing was going on b
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
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
“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
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
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
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
“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
The little whispers from the office almost sounded like the whispers of the wind and Claire could not help but be a little spooked as the room was filled with a mix of werewolves, vampires, and witches, each bringing their unique strengths to the table. Dario leaned over the large oak desk, tracing the lines of a map with his finger. “We need to fortify our borders and increase patrols, so that they can keep watch while we fight. The billionaire is not to be underestimated”. He said, his voice steady but urgent. “If they’re planning an attack, we can’t let them catch us off guard.” The King of bears added. Just as they began to outline their strategy, a loud explosion shook the building, rattling the windows and sending papers flying into the air. The sound was deafening, and for a moment, everyone froze, eyes wide with shock. Dario's heart raced as he instinctively rea he’d through his mind to see if Marissa was fine. “What the hell was that?” one of the vampires, Elias, exclaime
“Oh God Marissa!”. Claire exclaimed as she saw that there was indeed blood on the window. A lot of it. James on the other hand looked like he was about to pass out and began questioning why he actually accepted to look after her. The fear he had for her had not subsided and now, seeing this made it double. “You killed a bird?” Dario asks, already knowing that it was indeed a bird from the smell it emitted, and she nodded yes. I’m this moment she looked so guilty that he felt so bad for her. She hated those birds that chirped around her window at first but had come to actually look forward to them chirping her awake each morning. “I- I tried not to”. She stammers as she tried the explain her reason for killing it, looking confused and disoriented. “But I craved the blood, I just wanted to feel it’s hot blood run through my fingers.” She said and in that moment, her eyes began to turn red again with a sinister smile playing on her lips. He immediately started to struggle to bre