Marsai's POV I took another step forward, my heart thumping wildly in my chest. I tried as hard as I could not to shake or show any form of fear if I was to prove anything to Rudolph. Fenrir had never looked as terrifying as he did right now. He looked as dreadful as he was powerful, but I bit my bottom lips and took another step forward. I needed to do this, to not only prove a point to everyone else but to myself.Can I by any chance calm Fenrir's anger?He looked like he was about to rip someone's head off right now. It was scary I had to admit, with bloodshot eyes, growling canines… I wonder if I could calm him like the she-wolf calmed her guarana prince in the legend the storyteller was telling?I mean since it was obvious that Fenrir was the Guarana and since I was his mate, is it possible that I could have the ability to calm him down? To cool his anger? I took another step and soon enough I was standing right in front of him. His silver eyes sparkled with red glints as
Fenrir's POV I continued to kneel to submit at the foot of the bed, my knees turning sensitive from coming in full contact with the cold floor, not that I even noticed or cared. I didn't know what to do, or what to even say at that moment, a lot of confusing things went through my head. I just stayed there, locking gazes with the hazel-eyed goddess in my bed. Ahh, Marsai… If only she knew exactly the main thing that was going through my mind right now if only she knew how much I wanted to express my happiness right now.Deep happiness, that I'm not quite sure words can explain well enough. Great heavens above! The relief, the joy, the satisfaction of knowing that I, Fenrir Amarok, was her mate. Marsai's mate, and that she had confirmed it in front of all those naysayers that she called friends. Marsai was mine, she knew it and even the heavens knew it. She was mine since the beginning of time, she was my mate and my wife and the heavens knew how much I wanted to screa
Fenrir POV I watched in deep and obvious surprise as Marsai stood up from the bed, slowly crawling down its sheets till she was standing in front of me, giving me her hand. I…I didn't know what to say, I was shocked but I took her hand and she helped me stand up. She was looking deep into my eyes, her large hazel orbs sparkling beneath her full lashes. I don't know if she was aware but her hands, her soft and smooth hand was still in mine, and believe it or not, she was the one holding me! It was when I saw her edge her face closer to me that I realized I had been holding my breath, my heart was pounding hard and slow as I waited patiently this time, for what she was going to do next. All of a sudden, Marsai's little nose wiggled as she started sniffing me! Yeah, she was sniffing me, my face, my neck, her nose touching my skin and the most adorably intriguing part of it was the way her face looked as she did it. She looked so serious! I didn't want to interrupt this c
MarsaiI have been awake for most of the night.I heard and felt Fenrir breath. His amazing smell still covered my body, filling my head with every breath I took. I still couldn't believe we had done it. I couldn't bring myself to admit it. I refused to. It wasn't me but my mind was my very own enemy. Though there was absolute silence in the room, my mind was playing the wildest tricks on me. It keeps reminding me of my gasps, my unhinged moans, my unsolicited cries, and most unskinning of them all..my desperate pleas.That I couldn't shove away. It recreated loudly in my mind, making me stir in the silk white sheets aggressively. I sniffed the second headrest beside me, his dull scent still hovering around it. It blended with the sheets, tingling my skin and memory.I felt like I betrayed myself, what will everyone think of me? My mind did its thing again, cooking up the most disappointed looks on my friends. I quickly shot my eyes to shake it all out of my head. It must have bee
Marsai Striding out of the bedroom to stand in front of the only full length mirror in my room, it displayed a paler looking woman I barely recognised. So I left her there, deciding it was finally time to leave. To leave the suede walls and the expensive drapes.I rub some coconut lotion and apply some olive ointments to the "love bites", I laugh pitifully at the irony of it. I wasn't even close to caring for the Fenrir, yet he had marked me in more ways than life itself had scarred me. I put on one of the dresses my father gave me on my 18th, it was teal with black rose patterns and a white lace embroidery on the end the sleeves, the neck and at the tails of the dress.It was pretty and light. Enough to be seen as a normal day's outing like any regular day. I bring out the remaining of the clothes I have left in my chest drawer and throw them on the bed. As for my next plan, it was half baked at the moment. I debated on my choices as I sorted my clothes. Taking very light and simp
Elena POVWhy would she give me such a huge gift in the middle of the year? She definitely knew it was me, and not Leah, right?It wasn't my birthday and even when it was her time, I did nothing. The haste at which she handed it makes me think otherwise. Perhaps she was running again.I stare at her worried face and disheveled self with no pity. I couldn't understand what the Alpha sees in her. To a point, I can say she’s pretty but she’s not that thrust. Would she be able to handle his thrusts? How good is he in bed?There was nothing special about Marsai. I feel surprised to learn of their wedding until date. What was so special about someone that couldn't and wouldn't love you back no matter how hard you tried? I bet he even cooked for her every morning. I would literally do anything to have his attention such as this.But all of all, Marsai didn't respond to it. She was insensitive to his care which didn't make sense to me and it made me resent her innocent face more.Or is h
Marsai POVI can't just go back to my room. I also can't seek Leah’s help because I can't find her after searching for a while.The only way was to go to the Alpha's quarters. There was a fair chance that I would locate her on my way there or on her way back. I silently prayed in my mind that Fenrir wasn't back yet.I walk briskly in my long dress towards the open courtyard going through the back corridors. This isn't the convenient entrance but it had the least amount of guards and right now, it didn't even have any which was strange. The maids on duty had also vanished. Okay, this is strange. There usually was one or two around, performing one task or the other. The reason soon presented itself as I heard a growl, followed by a shill cry. Leah.My brain twitches and my legs instantly move with a mind of their own. I found myself sprinting to the front passage to make sure it wasn't what I was thinking. When I got there, Fenrir was dangling from his hands.Her hair made me rea
Fenrir"Marsai...you are..." I try to comprehend why she was in the same light see-through lingerie as our first time."Shush..let me entertain you.." her vocals came out soft like feathers tickling my ears.Her nipples stood erect, daunting and teasing every inch of my body as she sways her body in oceanic rhythms, moving towards me."You aren't the only one who has been thinking of that day. My body and mind have been craving for those rough hands all over me.." she says, her seductive eyes alluring into compliance."Aren't you mad at me?" I asked in confusion."I'm. But I can forgive you later. For now, just...make love to me. Explore my body like you did last time, let me scream into the night knowing no one would come to save me." Every word felt like the drop of honey from a honey stick."By all means, Angel." I reach out to grab her and bring her closer to me, instead she vaporizes into thin air.That was the fourth wet dream this week. The disappointment I felt every time I
Marsai's POV “Yes, child. To be specific, it is coming from inside of you.” He pointed to my belle. I stared at my own goddamn stomach. It looked just fine to me from the layers of clothes I was wearing. Then I looked back at him. There was nothing to say or do than to stare at each other for quite some time. I sighed and slouched my back, tired of the repetitive problems that kept coming after me. Everyone just did what they wanted to do to me without caring for the consequences. Why? Was it because I was too available or my heart was good to a fault? “Why is this happening to me..” I almost choked from the lump of tears that slipped down my right cheek. Why was it that I just had to be crowned with the edge of bad timing? Once again, there was no one to blame but Fenrir. In a flip second, Imon was up on his feet, sitting next to me. A comforting hand rubbed gently against my back as I felt him lower his head closer to my ears. “Don't be sad, child. You should feel honored.
Marsai's POV “Because You think loudly with your body...Just like Namilla.” He mentioned, staring me straight in the eye. “I never knew Namilla on a personal level, she was good to me and she taught me to see the good in everyone regardless of the evil in the world.” I replied without stuttering. All of these things were true. When my father rescued Namilla even against the wishes of his fellow comrades, he brought her back not just to the infirmary but to the private infirmary that was unique to the Alpha quarters. I was only but a child, so I had no idea who she was, or why the maids and doctors walked on eggshells when they were around her. It was said to be the first time anyone from my Pack has seen a real-life witch aside from all of the folktales we were told about the other creatures of the Dark around us. I decided to personally spend time with Namilla. At first, she was grungy and wouldn't say a word for an entire day while I would tell her all the details of my play d
Marsai's POV “Are you ready to see our leader now?” Grace asked. Her hands folded elegantly in front of her, her expression once again, very stoic that it brought down the temperature around me. I nodded because my tongue felt like it was glued to the roof of my mouth. I took in the scenery around me, the white light and the distant crack in the bonfire who's glow could be spotted from here. If this was my last night here, I would definitely not regret this moment. “This way…” she ushered me up front first before joining me by my side. We walked in silence.I used my Hunter prey technique but I realized that Grace's foot never made a sound as we walked. “It's the moss.” Grace chuckled, shaking her head side to side. “What?” I asked her, feeling even more confused.“You were wondering why our feet weren't making any noise. Well, it is the moss. They are said to be great sound shock absorbers.”I would be lying if I said that I heard every word she said, all I kept wondering was
Marsai's POV We exited the tent and stepped outside. A teenage boy came towards us with a cup filled with water and a small bowl of milk. He gave it to Grace and then gave me a once-over. Curiosity shone clear in his orbs. I was sure it was because he could tell I wasn't from around here so he left gingerly, joining a group of kids that resembled his age range. “That's Ace. He is 12, yet he practices magic spells twice his age. His parents died when he was four from the witch hunt attack by delusional humans…” Grace told me as she handed the cup of water over to me. A lot of questions filled up my head. One was, why was she telling me all of this? Two, did I need to know that piece of information and why was it important? But all of that could wait. I had water to drink from a cup I knew was not gonna be enough and milk from a bowl or the fact that I didn't need to wear any sandals because there was a soft moss carpet that ran through the entire area around me. The entire place f
Marsai's POV Fenrir…Just mentioning his name made me understand that I was really capable of hate. My father's words echoed in my head. “Hate and love aren't on the opposite side. In fact, they follow each other. If you love someone enough to not hate them, you can hate someone enough and still love them. Both emotions come hand in hand because if you love how they make you feel, you would eventually come to hate how they make you feel.” Then, of course it made zero fucking sense. How could you love and hate simultaneously? Now I understand it. Even as the last images of Fenrir punching a hole in Namilla's face terrified me into my sleep, I still in some messed up way managed to see things from his point of view. I shook my head aggressively from side to side. Now isn't the time to be thinking about that monster, you need to get out of here.I reminded myself of my current challenge. I recalled the snakes in the pot and then the unfortunate man who had tricked me with it. The
Elena's POV “Shit…”I looked away as fast as I could, my palm still wrapped around his warm moist cock. I could feel my entire inside melting into a goo of confusion. The center of my legs began to feel hot and moist. “Elena, you can let go of my shaft now.” I heard him say in one of the most monotonous voices I have ever heard. “I'm so so-” “Don't make it any more awkward than it already is. But before that, first things first, why are you here? Who asked you to come here?” Fenrir didn't blink or stutter. His cold voice caused a ripple of fear and anxiety to dress up my spine down to my arm. “No-no one…” I fidgeted. His stans didn't waver as he only came closer to me, his glare becoming more menacing than ever. “I don't stutter. I also don't like to delay my victim's death so when I ask you a question, do not stutter and tell me the answer like it is or I would end up slapping your head off your neck till your skull is gliding in a pool of your own blood.” His cold demeanor onl
Fenrir's POV The last scream fueled my legs with an adrenaline boost, pushing me out of the door into the very chilly night air. I looked around me, there was fog lurking around every corner yet, they stayed out of the reach of this very restaurant. It made me feel a bit reluctant to move away from the building, now that I saw it as a safe haven. “ELENA!!” I bellowed into the night like a mad man in search of his one piece of coin he was never going to find. I heard the cry for help and pain in her voice. There was no way the wine was making me imagine things. “Elena!!” I tried again. Less of my energy was involved this time as I concentrated my smelling senses into the night air.My head swayed a bit, causing me to stumble and stop. Something was messing with my head and it reminded me of the time when I was back in my room at the Alpha quarters. The way the nightmare felt so real I couldn't believe it was all a dream. Only to wake up and find myself drenched in sweat and my win
Elena's POV I must have underestimated just exactly how far the outskirt of the Pack was. I was so used to moving around with carriages from the Beta and Alpha house, I forgot just how big the Pack was. I senselessly embarked on this journey thinking I could keep close tabs on Fenrir so that when he was alone and eating, I would be able to console him. I so badly wanted that, the feeling of being there for him that I missed the whole point of the curfew...to stay indoors, away from the monsters that lurked just outside. Yet, here I was, outside. The last time I remembered seeing the back of Alpha Fenrir's white cotton shirt, I wasn't even half way through the Pack. It was almost dark now, the sun setting was almost at my eye level. The reality of the situation I just threw myself into was starting to dawn on me. I was too far into the pack now to give up and I was too far from home. If I decided to leave, turn around for the safety of the beta house, I would likely be killed or
Fenrir's POV She wanted more, so I gave her. I rammed into her harder than ever. I could feel the hot sensation on my thighs, telling me how hard I have been going without breaks. Her body began to shake, but it didn't stop her from throwing back her ass every time to meet my hard thrust. Three to six more thrusting at an even faster pace, and she began to tremble, her moans got louder till she was gripping the sheets for her dare life. Withdrew my shaft just before my seeds began to leak, throwing it all over her bed. It was very merciful and steamy, but I was relieved at last. Standing up from the position I had taken on beside the bed, I stood towering over everything else in the room. I looked outside, it was dark, like pitch black. My skin waited for the chills to crip in, then the paranoia but nothing came. Not even a single breeze.“I think it's time to check the food.” I huffed out as I wore back my clothes. They felt even warmer against my skin. It made me crave the tend