“Interesting,” I replied with a sly smirk, my mind already scheming their deaths. “Get them all in my chambers for a meeting, now.” The anger that had started to fade suddenly surged back, but this time it wasn't fiery and hot. It was icy and menacing. The thought of what I had planned for them sent a thrilling shiver down my spine. The emotions were just as intense as yesterday, but this time, I gave full reign to the burning rage.“Yes, Alpha,” Rudolph bowed respectfully before departing.I strolled into my chambers, my mind consumed with thoughts of the impending meeting. The exquisite suit I wore felt too elegant, far too pristine to be tainted with blood. I swiftly discarded it, opting for something less... alluring. As I settled in, I couldn't help but reach for the bowl of succulent grapes nearby. Popping a few into my mouth, I savored the sweet taste, relishing in their juicy distraction while I impatiently awaited the arrival of the Elders..Soon, a gentle rap on my chamber
MarsaiAfter Fenrir stormed out, I crumpled to the floor, trembling with fear. He had never shown that level of anger before. The way he shattered the painting revealed the intensity of his emotions. Maybe I shouldn't have pushed him, but I couldn't help myself. After everything he did, he had the audacity to demand an apology from me. Unbelievable!Although I was furious at him, I couldn't help but wonder what Fenrir was up to. I was terrified that he might do something drastic, as he said. But I really hope he doesn't. “Marsai?” a voice called from behind the door. I slowly got up and walked to the door, opening it to find Rudolph's face. “Rudolph,” I called out.I wasn't angry with him anymore for not protecting our Pack against Fenrir. I think I understand, but that doesn't mean I'm happy with him.“I came to check on you. I heard you were...back,” I didn't say anything and waited for him to say something more reasonable.“I brought Clara to help you change.” He said.My eyebr
Fenrir “Well, well Fenrir, I must say you did, good. You finally have Marsai all to yourself.” I smirked to myself, feeling satisfied. The wedding was a total success, even though it wasn't a huge affair. I'm not one for big crowds or long ceremonies. I invited who I wanted, including the elders - the ones who survived - because I wanted to show them what I'm capable of. I wanted them to know that I, Fenrir, always get what I want, when I want it.Marsai is now my wife, and I couldn't be happier. Damn, my wife looks incredibly alluring tonight. The dress I picked out for her hugged her in all the right places. Sure, she wasn't thrilled about the wedding, but what could she do? She'll have to accept it eventually. I still don't remember who I was before that night, the night I met Marsai, but it doesn't matter. I know who I am now - Alpha Fenrir, the feared leader of the Crescent Moon Pack. I smirked again. The feeling of accomplishment is like nothing I've ever experienced befor
Marsai Tears streamed down my face as I tried to suppress my whimpers. My dress lay in tatters, clasped between my legs as I huddled in the corner of the bed. Fenrir had attempted to touch me against my will because I refused to give him the satisfaction of seeing me beg. “Beg me, I want to hear you beg!”I felt a fiery anger consuming me, squeezing my insides as I recall how strongly he had attempted to claim me. Feeling overwhelmed by anger, I felt my strength drain away, my body sliding down the wall. I wanted to scream, but I was too powerless. If I had the strength, I would have fought back, but I couldn't. I felt completely helpless.I let out a groan, forcing the scream back down. I have to escape, I can't stay here any longer. The Pack didn't offer much, except for Leah, my best friend, and maybe her twin sister. It's a shame I haven't seen them since my parents' sudden death and Fenrir's uprising.With that in mind, I disregarded all caution and mustered the last ounce
FenrirFeeling my heart burn with a deflated ego, I paced restlessly in my room, desperately seeking a sense of calm. Just then, a knock echoed through the silence, capturing my attention. My eyes darted towards the door, and with a surge of anticipation, I rushed towards it, flinging it open without hesitation.“Here she is Alpha.” Rudolph bowed and I rolled my eyes at his excessiveness.I glanced away from him to see a tiny red-haired woman beside him. She looked fragile and breakable. But why did Rudolph bring me a woman with the same hair color and body shape as Marsai? Goodness! How can he be so annoying?I mean, I liked how he was loyal to me but it was too obvious like he was buttlicking. Anyone could see that he was being submissive because of the fear of having his flesh lacerated by me. I understood that he was terrified of me, which is why he surrendered like a helpless pup. That rush of dominance was exhilarating, and the fear I provoked only fueled my power and desire
Rudolph cleared his throat, “I've noticed that for a while now you've been...trying to win Luna's favor.”He was right, but I wasn't going to admit it to him. I just waited for him to continue.“I know a way you can do that, Alpha. A way you can make...her happy.” Was that even possible? If it was, then of course I'd do it. “Okay?” I tried to look as uninterested and nonchalant as possible. “I can help you, Alpha. I just need your permission to invite her friends over.” Marsai have friends? “Who are they?”“Elena and Leah Aegenwulf. They are Marsai...I mean, Luna's best friends.”I frowned after his words. “Aegenwulf? Isn't that your last name?” He bowed, “Yes, Alpha. The she-wolves I speak of are my younger sisters.”The surprises just keep coming! So, it turns out Rudolph's siblings are actually Marsai's best friends? I didn't even know they existed a few moments ago.“Right,” I frowned.“Yes, Alpha. So if you could just—”“Oh, I see. You are being useful,” I cut him off, givin
MarsaiI sat up on my bed in a daze after I woke up from sleep. I didn't remember sleeping on the bed yesterday. “I wondered who had cared enough to bring me up from the floor to the bed.”I felt so weak after last night. Remembering it just makes me even angrier. How could he do that? The absurdity of it all came rushing back. He locked me up, placed guards at my door, and ordered them to keep me in. Such fools!Ugh! I've never despised a creature as much as I despised Fenrir. I wanted to break free from him and take a breath of fresh air away from the pack. It was suffocating me. All those memories... they were unsettling to my mental health.A knock at the door caught me off guard. I figured it was one of the maids. At least they cared enough to wake me up and make sure I ate.“Yes? Come in,” I weakly replied, not even bothering to move. But when the door swung open, I couldn't believe my eyes. Leah and Elena?! I instantly jumped off the bed to meet them, but my exhausted b
Fenrir“What part of “after breakfast” didn't Rudolph understand?” I gritted my teeth, willing myself to stay calm.I could still feel the other sister’s intense gaze on me but I didn't turn around. I attempted to do something nice and I ended up embarrassing myself. I felt so stupid in this apron, holding a tray like a total idiot.Why the hell did they have to come now? Did their older brother even tell them I said after breakfast…ugh! Now, I couldn't take the food to Marsai anymore. I couldn't even bring myself to go up there with her friends around her. I don't want to embarrass myself even more. The way they stared at me like I had been egged in the face or something…and why was that other one, what's her name? Elena, is it? Why was her gaze so intense? She looked as if she wanted to strip me with her eyes. I never felt this foolish all my life. I hated this emotion, and I couldn't help but blame it on…Marsai. It was all because of her—it was ALL for her.I sighed as I star
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