Marcelyn snarled, disappearing into another room to see what was inside, "Who are you to ask where I'm from?” If someone else had treated Darell badly, they would have suffered severely as a result. Marcelyn, on the other hand, really irritated Darell, but he was unable to treat her the same way he would the others. He spat as he entered the room she had just entered, calling her "such an impudent bitch." Marcelyn had a knife in her hand and was slamming the door behind him. Earlier, while she was in the kitchen, she had stolen it and kept it as a weapon to kill anyone she felt needed to be killed. Even if that person turns out to be the one she is currently infringing on in their home. If she had forgotten, Darell reminded her that he was a werewolf: "You're a crazy bitch, do you know that? You think I couldn't kill you if I wanted to." Marcelyn glared at him and declared fearlessly, "I'm not afraid of you, nor are you going to kill me like you're professing.” Darell chuckled a
Unexpectedly cheerful, Darell's smile made him appear and sound less mocking to the woman. "I can tell that you're trying your hardest not to laugh, but please stop right away so I can continue. I detest it when people cut me off during a sentence. " He encouraged her to go on with a sucked-in lip and a nod. "I was constantly hungry and thirsty. The vampires, however, never consumed humans. My internal makeup was not made by that rule. My goal was to obtain that forbidden human blood. They might have assumed that I had trouble adhering to the law. My situation was difficult." "A human who I encountered one night did well to arouse my ire that evening. I took his blood as payment for the sentence I delivered to him. Days after that night, I developed a craving for more of that delectable blood and made it a ritual to consume that particular blood at least once before the following day's dawn,” Marcelyn narrated her story. ****** The alpha exited the restroom after a leisurely, sa
"You ought to leave the hair in its current state. Your wacky personality fits it. Imagine having such a hairstyle; no one will even inquire as to whether you are mad or not."She gave him the knife and said, "Then help me shape it." Darell removed the knife from her and set it on the table. After making her sit on the talking stool, he removed a pair of scissors from one of the drawers.Darell cut out the crooked sections of her hair with the scissors as he went. She swiveled her head from left to right to left as she gazed into the mirror to see his face.He said, "stay still."Why must you have such a captivating face? She at least acknowledged his good looks, Darell grinned, which made him happy.Darell's body jerked forward as Marcelyn suddenly grabbed both of his thighs from behind; he quickly regained his balance.Marcelyn fought back a smile, "I'm sure there's more beauty to behold behind that towel."While pulling Marcelyn off the stool and guiding her by the arm toward the
The eight-year-old's white skin was adorned with the wrinkles of aging, and her grey hair looked distant—as though they had been lost in a foreign land. Her hair was completely grey, plaited in two equal sections, with the tails bunched together. She positioned her hands over her legs in a polite manner. There was no denying, though, how much Aimea admired the woman. Every new baby in the mansion, whether it came from the royal family or the staff, was cared for by Helen. She was knowledgeable about many regional cures and herbs, which she would always tenderly recommend to anyone who needed them or whenever it was needed. Even Darell and Bella had not made it through their infancy and childhood without receiving care from old Helen. "Darell's mate is dead, as the chief mentioned during the ceremony, which the clans and the pack as a whole already find problematic. ". Slowly nodding once more, the elderly woman. "Yes, I was aware. " "So, don't you think we have to handle this i
Marcelyn was left in the restroom after Darell said, "Help yourself out." She went outside after him. She asked inquisitively, wondering why he stopped helping with the bath and why his mood had changed so drastically in just a few minutes. "Help yourself out, I said." I detest asking for your assistance, so if I could have solved the problem on my own, do you think I would have come to you? I'm embarrassed by it." "I told you to help yourself, stop following me, and I mean it. " Marcelyn followed Darell as he continued down the hallway. She wasn't sure if the call he had just received or the fact that she had upset him caused his annoyance. She asked in a raised voice that reverberated down the hallway, "Are you mad at me?" Without turning, Darell echoed back, "Yeah!" He grinned, happy that he had been able to make her regret what she had done. As he moved toward the living room, Marcelyn remained in the hallway, watching him. She shouted enough for him to hear her, "What cri
As the path to his house opened up in front of him, Nicholas slowly made his way through the bushes. He maintained the same expression, but he began to feel uneasy inside because he knew his family members would be curious as to why he didn't show up for the Thanksgiving meal. He knew he had informed the residents of his arrival when he opened the gates, which creaked open. He raised a hand to cover his face as a bright torch flashed in his eyes and he moved on towards the door. His brother's husky voice rang in his ears, "You went there again, didn't you?" The twenty-year-old turned his head to the ground and disregarded his brother's voice. Fred was keeping watch at the doorstep and trying to elicit a response from Nicholas, who was constantly acting insensitively toward everyone. Nicholas attempted to enter the house by his brother's side but was stopped by the arm. "I did go there, yes. Nicholas avoided making eye contact with Fred and asked icily, "So?" Fred released his g
Marcelyn drummed her long, freshly cut fingers impatiently on the dining table, waiting, wondering why Darell had asked her to sit there. She didn't want to upset him again because she felt like she had already stressed him out so much. Her stomach sang the chorus of hunger, making her squirm uncomfortably in the chair. It had been a long time since she had eaten anything. Darell appeared behind her from the kitchen with a large plate of toast in his hands. He gently placed it on the table and told her to wait a little longer. He went to get juice. When she saw him enter the kitchen, she took each toast without caring whether it was good or bad. He tasted it. Within two minutes, the plate was empty. Darell came back with the juice. He wasn't surprised when he saw that he had devoured all the food. He put a glass of juice in the jar and asked her to get some. Marcelyn snatched the jar from him and drank it down. "We wanted to share that," he remarked, rather unnecessarily now, be
"Your mate is still alive, isn't that wonderful news? She fits your style and is also incredibly hot. Chris was grinning in his seat, but Darell's expression was anything but cheerful. He asked Darell, "What's up with the face?" "I'm afraid I can't be with her. Later, I'll need to figure out how to get rid of her. Since she might pose a threat to people, I have to keep her here for the time being." "I can't follow what you're saying. Why would she be a threat to humans? Can you stop going around in circles already? ...or is she not?" "She's not human," was said. "What next?" "If she is, that would be disastrous," Chris gasped, putting his hands to his mouth. He looked into Darell's face to confirm that he was correct, but it didn't appear to be that. "Come on, I'm tired of the tension. I want to know now. "Vampire! She's a vampire," Darell said. Chris instinctively rubbed the sides of his neck with his hands. He was a human living in a house with a vampire. The information dist
As the vampires closed in on Darell and Chris, a sudden howl echoed through the castle. Darell recognized it immediately. "That's Bella," he said, relief flooding through him.Seconds later, the door burst open, and Darell's sister and her mate Sam charged into the room, followed by Sam's three brothers, Thomas, Matthew, and David. The vampires turned to face the new threat, and Darell and Chris took the opportunity to launch their attack.Bella shifted into her wolf form, her powerful jaws closing around the throat of the nearest vampire. Sam and his brothers joined in the fight, their werewolf strength overwhelming the vampires.Darell and Chris focused their attention on Marcelyn, quickly untying her from the table. "Are you okay?" Darell asked her, relief flooding through him as she nodded."I'm fine," Marcelyn said, tears still streaming down her face.Darell took her hand, pulling her towards the door. "Let's get out of here."But just as they reached the doorway, they were conf
As the vampires arrived, Marcelyn and Van fought them off, while the wizard worked on breaking the spell that had been controlling her. It was a tough battle, but they managed to hold their own against the vampires.Finally, the wizard managed to break the spell, and Marcelyn regained control of herself. She looked around, disoriented, before realizing what had happened."Thank you," she said, turning to the wizard. "I don't know how to repay you."The wizard smiled. "It's all in a day's work. I'm just glad I could help."***Darell could feel his heart pounding as he stood at the altar, looking at Hannah. She looked beautiful in her white dress, but he couldn't help feeling like he was making a mistake. He didn't love her, and he never would.As they waited for the priest to arrive, Darell's mind drifted to Marcelyn. He wondered where she was, if she was safe. He couldn't stop thinking about her, even though he knew he shouldn't. He had to focus on Hannah and their future together.B
Darell sat alone in his room, staring blankly at the wall. His mind was a mess of emotions, and he couldn't seem to shake the feeling of betrayal that hung over him like a dark cloud."What are we going to do, Darell?" Chris, asked as he walked into the room. "Marcelyn is out there attacking innocent people, and we need to stop her before she does any more damage."Darell sighed deeply. "I know, Chris, but it's not that simple. Marcelyn is my mate, and I can't just go out there and fight her like she's some kind of enemy.""But she has become way more dangerous for us Darell," Chris argued. "She's attacking our pack and causing chaos. We can't just sit back and do nothing.""I know, I know," Darell said, running a hand through his hair. "I just don't know how to approach this. I don't want to hurt Marcelyn, but at the same time, I can't let her continue to hurt innocent people."There was a knock on the door, and Darell's head snapped up. "Who is it?""It's me, Jake," a voice called f
Darell hung up the phone, feeling both relieved and frustrated. He knew that he needed to keep the peace in the pack, but he couldn't help feeling like his own desires and happiness were being pushed aside for the greater good.Meanwhile, Marcelyn was still on the run. She had managed to evade capture so far, but she knew that it was only a matter of time before Darell and his pack caught up with her. She had returned to her old ways, feeding on innocent humans and reveling in her power.But even as she reveled in her newfound freedom, Marcelyn couldn't help feeling a sense of emptiness. She had loved Darell deeply, and the thought of never seeing him again made her heart ache. She had never felt so alone in her entire life.As the days passed, Darell and his pack continued to search for Marcelyn. They followed every lead they could find, but she seemed to have disappeared completely. Darell was beginning to feel hopeless, and he couldn't help wondering if he would ever see Marcelyn a
Aimea's expression remained unchanged. "I hope you do, son. But until then, your mate will remain in our custody."Darell knew he wasn't going to get anywhere with his mother. He turned on his heel and stormed out of the pack house, with Chris following closely behind him.As they got into the car, Chris turned to Darell. "What are we going to do now?"Darell sighed. "We need to find out who is really responsible for the killings. I have a feeling that Marcelyn is just a scapegoat."Chris nodded. "Where do we start?"Darell thought for a moment. "We need to talk to some witnesses. Maybe they saw something that could help us."They spent the rest of the day interviewing people who lived in the area where the killings had occurred. Most of them were too scared to talk, but they did manage to find a few who were willing to share their experiences.One woman, a human named Sarah, told them that she had seen a large wolf-like creature near the scene of one of the killings. She described it
"What the hell are you doing, Hannah?" he demanded, taking in the scene in front of him.Hannah was caught off guard, but she quickly composed herself. "I was just checking on Marcelyn," she said, holding up her empty hands.Darell's eyes narrowed as he looked at her. "I don't believe you. You were about to do something bad to her, weren't you?""No I was just coming to check on her" Aimea said, with tears coming out from her eyes.When Darell saw her crying, he was moved with compassion and decided to believe what she was saying. Darell moved close to her and embraced her."I am sorry Hannah, I never meant to make you feel bad, maybe I was imagining things". Darell said."It's okay, Darell it's not your fault, Hannah said, holding Darell tightly.While they were holding each other, Marcelyn woke up and saw them."What's happening here?" Marcelyn asked. And immediately Darell removed his hand from Hannah."What's going on here Darell and why are you holding her like that?" Marcelyn sa
Hannah took a deep breath. "It's about Marcelyn. I know that she doesn't like me, but I just can't take it anymore. She's always picking fights and making me feel like I'm not welcome here. And now she's accusing me of even flirting with you!"Darell raised an eyebrow. "Flirting with me? What do you mean?"Hannah bit her lip, looking down. "She said I am always touching you, and talking to you in that sultry voice of mine. It's clear that she's trying to find a reason to fight with me again, and it's making me feel so uncomfortable."Darell sighed, shaking his head. "Hannah, you're just imagining things. Marcelyn would never say something like that."Hannah shook her head. "No, Darell, I'm not imagining things. I know what I heard, and I know what I feel. I just can't keep living like this. I need to leave."Darell's eyes widened. "Leave? What do you mean?"Hannah looked at him, tears streaming down her face. "I can't stay here, Darell. Not with Marcelyn always fighting with me, and n
"I know you're not happy about Hannah living with us, but I want to assure you that everything will be fine. She's a good person and she won't do anything to harm us," Darell said, taking her hand.Marcelyn pulled her hand away. "I'm not so sure about that, not with all my experiences with her. I feel threatened by her presence."Darell shook his head. "There's no need to feel threatened. You're the only one I love, Marcelyn. And I promise to do everything I can to make you feel comfortable."Marcelyn looked at him, her eyes softening. "I know you mean well, Darell. But it's just hard for me to accept Hannah after all she has done to me, I suspect she is up to something."Darell took her in his arms, holding her close. "I understand. But I hope you can give Hannah a chance. Who knows, she might surprise you and even change for good."Marcelyn hesitated, but eventually nodded. "I'll try, Darell. For you."Darell smiled, relieved that Marcelyn was willing to try. He knew it wouldn't be
Amanda, Hannah, and Rajan walked wearily back to their homes after failing to find any information about Marcelyn. Amanda's mind was still reeling from their recent battle with the vampires. As they walked, they discussed the events of the night, trying to make sense of what had happened."I can't believe we actually did it," Rajan said, shaking his head in disbelief. "We took down an entire nest of vampires." Hannah nodded in agreement, but Amanda remained quiet. Her thoughts were elsewhere, wondering what the future held for her daughter. Amanda, Hannah, and Rajan made their way back home, exhausted from the intense battle with the vampires. As they walked, they discussed their failure to find out anything about Marcelyn and how to make Darell to change his mind from her. When they arrived home, Amanda was surprised to receive a message from Aimea, Alpha Darell's mother. The message requested Amanda and Hannah's presence at her secret chamber for a meeting concerning Darell's marr