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The Duel
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His Bane Tickle Monster Dario
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
His Bane Luna
“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
His Bane The Trap
Dario had finally discovered traces of witchcraft and some elven magic, which had him on his toes as elves were the creatures he detested the most, and knowing that there was a possibility of them still existing annoyed him to no end. From the whirlwind investigation, he had been seeing some strange things like floating objects, unnecessary thunder and lightning, and strange insects around the house. He was now sure that indeed there was either a witch or an elf, hovering around or close to the pack house. “James, you’re in charge for two days. I need to go on a little trip”. Dario states as he walks around, grabbing the things he needed for his ‘little trip’. His plan was to make the creature reveal itself and if there was anyone that could do that, it was him. Before the war, he grew up with elves and witches. Whenever they played hide and seek the elves and witches always loose because they could be summoned with three easy steps, whether they wanted to or not. The only reaso
His Bane The Shoe Drop
“Alpha hunted this for you”. A woman in an apron said to Marissa, holding a large tray of a dead bloody animal. The sight made Marissa squirm. It had been a while since she saw something so gore which made her feel like vomiting and so she ran to her new room, Dario’s room to throw up in the bathroom. However, as soon as she got turned the door knob in attempt to lock the door, she got the shock her life as the door locked itself. Before she could react, a hand was on her throat strangling the life out of her. She couldn’t see anything apart from the persons eyes as black was all the person wore from the head to toes. Marissa struggled and struggled but to no avail. After a short minute of struggling, she started to give up as she had lost all the strength she had. All the fight in her was gone.“This person is not ordinary”. She thought as she could literally feel her strength and everything in her draining.On realization that she was about to die, a tear fell from her eyes, an
His Bane Dark Past
The pain he felt in his chest could not be quantified by anything in this world. The shock, the disappointment, the pain, the heartbreak, and most of all, the loss of hope. “How! How! How!”. Dario roared at the top of his voice, smashing his fists into the table that was now just pieces of wood. Over all the things he felt, the betrayal hurt the most. “She had been lying and pretending all this time James! All this time! I was fooled for months!” He roared out again, this time collapsing on the couch with tears rimming down his eyes. The one chance he had at a mate after waiting for a century, had to be an elf, and a betraying one at that. Everytime he remembers what happened yesterday. It feels the same way all over again. Flashback“Marissa?”. He asks, praying so hard that the person he was seeing was a witch’s hex and not really his Marissa. “What’s going on?”. She asks, as the vines cling to her not letting no matter how hard she tries to loosen it. “Dario, please help!”.
His Bane The Creature in Black
Marissa could not remember the time she cried this much. Her heart and body was in so much pain that her body was failing her. The man that claimed to be her mate and treasure her, had locked her up without food and water for 3 days now. It wasn’t foreign to her but it hurt so bad because she was beginning to like and trust him already. “That’s what you get for trusting people”. A creature in a full black cloak spoke to her. The voice startling her as she turned to look at the source of the voice. Only to find out that this was the same thing that strangled her the other day. Panic and anger filled her immediately as she got into defense mode, but it only laughed. The voice neither resembling that of a man or woman. It got her very confused and so she asked. “Who are you and what do you want from me”. Her voice shaky from lack of everything. Sleep, food, water, cold, and pain. “I-I’m you”. The thing replied. A confused and annoyed frown pastes itself on her face as she fully tu
His Bane The Council
“She should be executed!”. One elder from the far side of the table shouted.“I agree”. Another elder voices, and in no time, the whole room was noisy with all the elders of the council agreeing and soliciting for an execution of Marissa. “Silence!”. Dario ordered, pain gripping his chest because deep down, he knew he had to choose. His mate or the wishes and harmony of his people. The council was formed ages ago, even before he was born, and was filled with the oldest and wisest werewolves in the 20 packs. It was law that any decision made unanimously by them, would stand but Dario wasn’t having it. “That woman were talking about is my mate. Don’t forget that”. He says to them, his voice and tone so commanding that it got the whole room silent. A pin drop would be a loud sound in this conference room right now. “We apologize Alpha. However, the elders are not wrong. Even as a human, Marissa is not worthy of the throne and of being your mate. Now she’s an elf? Even worse”. Amel
His Bane The Protest
The rumor about Alpha Dario’s mate being an elf had spread like wildfire through the 25 packs. Now, all the alphas of the 25 packs were calling and advocating for her execution. “This is such a mess. What do we do?”. James asked, panicking and pacing round Dario’s office. James looked even more troubled than Dario about this matter. There was literally a crowd outside the pack house trying to seek an audience with their alpha. Also, clamoring for the the execution of Marissa. This made him so mad but he couldn’t blame them either. Even he had a hard time accepting it, accepting her for who she was. Dario knew that it would be very hard to convince his people or make them accept her as soon as his rage was down after discovering that she was an elf so he wasn’t surprised. However, he didn’t anticipate that it would be this bad. There were at least 600 werewolves outside the pack house, shouting and chanting, which meant that almost everyone in the 20 packs were outside chanting:
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His Bane Finding Him
The sun was setting, casting a golden hue over the skyline, but he felt none of its warmth. His mind was racing with thoughts of their target: a billionaire known for his cunning and ability to evade capture. Dario’s heart pounded with anticipation and anxiety; they had been planning this for weeks, and now it was time to put their plan into action.He had fought so many wars but none with a human billionaire who was brutal and disgusting in every sense of the word. He also hated it so much that his mate had to be involved. Dario knew she was strong but could not help but feel fear whenever she had to so dangerous thing. Her life was his abd he would due with her without a second thought. As he drowned in his thoughts, Marissa joined him, her presence surrounding him like a warm hug. So comforting that he had no choice but to release a satisfied and calming him. Sge looked calm but he could feel her heartbeat abd almost everything she felt, and due to that knee very well that sh
His Bane A New Energy
Dario leaned back in his chair, the dim light of the room casting shadows across the table where blueprints and documents lay scattered. The air was thick with tension as he glanced at Trent and James, both deep in thought. They had spent weeks gathering intel on the billionaire who had been wreaking havoc in their city, and now it was time to formulate a plan.“Alright, guys,” Dario began, his voice steady but urgent. “We know he’s got resources and connections that we can’t compete with directly. We need to be smart about this.” He pointed to a large map of the city spread out before them. “He operates out of this penthouse, and we’ve seen him use that private jet for quick getaways. If we want to catch him off guard, we need to figure out his schedule.”Trent, the tech wizard of the group, nodded as he tapped away on his laptop. “I’ve been monitoring his communications. He has a regular pattern—usually leaves for meetings every Wednesday at noon. If we can intercept him then, we mi
His Bane The Billionaire
Dario had been piecing together the puzzle for weeks. He and his little elite team: James, Marissa, Claire, Trent and his team of informants all were on the search for any influential person with the letters “DU” He knew very well that the person could never be just an ordinary person because the little clues, from how fast they disarm the cameras he set. The position of these cameras was not one to be easily discovered even by supernaturals so he knew that it was definitely a high tech thing. He hated that each time a spy was killed or kidnapped, those two letters seemed to mock him, a coded message hidden in plain sight. It was as if the universe was taunting him, daring him to connect the dots. He had seen the pattern emerge in the aftermath of each incident, but it wasn’t until he stumbled upon the name of a billion-dollar company that the pieces began to align.The company, known as Duran Industries, was a behemoth in the tech world, specializing in cutting-edge surveillance t
His Bane Mr/Mrs DU
Giggling, screaming, laughing and kicking was all that Marissa could do as she was trapped by her mate who was currently the tickle monster. “I love it so much when you laugh”. Dario commented with laughter of his own which was induced by hers. Laying down on too of her with his elbows holding up his weight, he leaned down to kiss her. It started with a little pack on her lips and turned fiery in a seconds. She felt so much in this moment and for the first time, did not hold back, neither did she want to. Dario groaned and moaned so much, you should think they were doing a whole lot more. “I want more”. He groaned deeply as his tone dropped with need. There was not a second when he didn’t crave for his mate but he just had to put it at bay as she was not a werewolf and would not understand that he could not help it. Whenever he was in a situation like this with her, it made it seem like he wanted to burst from all the pent up desires. Her whole body responded as he spoke. Not
His Bane No Escape
“No! No! Please!”. She screamed on top of her lungs, running after them as she watched him get carried in an airplane that she somehow couldn’t stop. All of a sudden, she was back to square one. The weak useless human that could not even defend herself, not to talk if someone else. As if she had not been tested enough, she was immediately grabbed from behind by very strong arms that she could not seem to get out of. It was like being held by iron that was rooted deeply into the earth. She struggled, screamed, cried and fought back but it was all to no avail, as it felt like she was fighting a wall. Not budging, not feeling any pain, not relenting. Whatever the man was, dragged her into a building that she thought was familiar but too much in a panicked to remember. Before she could dwell on that, her blouse was stripped off and a shrill scream tore out of her lips both in shock and horror. Everything was happening at the same time and it felt like hell. The kind that she could
His Bane Suspicion Confirmed
Alpha Dario paced back and forth in the dimly lit confines of his office, the weight of his thoughts heavy on his shoulders. The flickering candlelight cast dancing shadows on the walls, mirroring the turmoil in his mind. Marissa, his mate, had always been the light in his life, her compassion and bravery shining like a beacon. Dario couldn't shake the feeling that there was more to that man than met the eye.Even James thought so and yo some point, James was almost like a fortune teller so he had to be very cautious. He also knew that Marissa would never believe him and think he was just being jealous, so he said nothing about his suspicions to her. Suddenly, he started to recall some little details that he thought not much of, like the first night after the rescue, Dario had overheard Marissa speaking to the man, her voice soft and soothing. She had a way of making everyone feel at ease, her kindness a balm for the weary. But Dario couldn’t help but notice the man’s eyes—sharp a
His Bane His Jealousy
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
His Bane The Injured man
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
His Bane Clingy Marissa
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
