“What did she say to you?” I asked resentfully as I eyed the store behind her.
How could I forget to warn her to not go into that store? Of all the shops present there, she had to pick that one. That store was owned by Audrey’s mother, who was no better person than her. If anything, she was only more brutal. I couldn’t imagine what she must have said to Kiara to send her out crying like that.
“Kiara, tell me.” I asked once again.
“I’m alright,” She insisted, suddenly moving away from my chest. Wiping her tears from her cheek, she looked up at me, “I just want to go home.”
“What about your dress?” I asked, “We-“
The day of the engagement arrived sooner than I’d wished for. Before I knew it, the house was filled with various staff members setting up the lights, music and a podium. Marcus was busy taking care of the arrangements, barely allowing me a glimpse of him.While all of this was in process, Amanda had sent Andy, one of the staff members to help me get ready. She was a very sweet girl who was skilled enough to effortlessly bring out the best out of my appearance for the evening. Upon her advice, I had foregone my wish of leaving my hair down and instead let her tie it up in a messy bun. With strands of hair loosely hanging by either side of my face, I stared back at the reflection in the mirror. I was quite impressed with my look, which was very rare since I always find something to complain about myself.“Where
It took me a while to compose myself before I decided it was time to head out. Taking a deep breath in, I swallowed the lump in my throat. Kissing Marcus had opened the floodgates to my emotions, and I only had myself to blame. Although he kissed me back with equal fervor, I somehow felt like he didn’t want me. It was perhaps because he had asked for some space and I didn’t give him that. After the little attention he gave me the other day at the market, I was hopeful that his anger toward me was slowly melting away. And perhaps it was, but we weren’t there yet.I will deal with it all later tonight, when I finally plan on confronting him about what he truly wanted from me now. But for now, I had other things to worry about. Mustering up some courage, I walked out of my room and went down the stairs to face reality.As I walked int
“What the hell is he doing here?” Natalie asked. I was still surprised by what I was seeing, but I managed to give her an answer, “He’s the Alpha now.” “Yes,” Marcus added, leaning away from the counter that he earlier found support on. “And that must be his date for the night.” “Or the Luna of the Smith pack.” I winced at my words. Leslie was back with Asher now? How in hell did she manage that? “As far as I’m aware, there was no news about the new Luna of the Smith Pack,” Marcus said, “So for now, you don’t owe her any kindness.” A smile couldn't help but form on my face upon hearing his words. As I turned my head, I foun
My first thought was to go back outside before Bella could notice that I had come in. I didn’t want to impose myself on her after being told that she preferred to be left alone. Moreover, I haven’t spoken to her since Lucien left, and I wasn’t sure what she thought of the whole situation. Like Marcus, she could have been upset with me for trying to meddle in her business.When I finally had the time to examine my surroundings properly, I was confused. Piles of books lay scattered on the floor with a few pages torn. A few canvases were shredded and a few destroyed completely. It was chaotic, and it was enough to make me wander inside to check if Bella was okay. As I walked in, I found Bella in the center of the room with numerous papers by her side. Her hair was in disarray as she bent down to read the content of the book that she was holding.
“How?” I uttered in disbelief.As I looked up from the book, I found hope shimmering in her eyes after a long time. A confident smile was claiming her face as after days of struggle, she finally saw some light at the end of the tunnel.“That’s where the witches come in,” She said, “I’ve read in this book that few witches are capable of breaking the soulmate bond created by forcefully marking someone. When one of the partners is unhappy in a relationship, the witches can help break their bond. It is possible in my case too, as there is no part of me that wants to be with that monster. I want the bond to be broken, and with a witch’s help, I can do it.“But that’s the tricky part. We don’t know any w
“Step away from her right now.” Marcus said, glaring at my wrist that was still in Asher’s possession.Hearing his voice, Asher let go of me at once and stepped away. Marcus walked toward me and was about to go against Asher when I wrapped my arm around his waist to stop him.“Marcus, don’t.” I said, but his eyes were pinned on him.“What did you do to her?” He growled.Asher held his hands up in defense, “Nothing. I just found her.”“Then why was she crying?”“I have no idea. That&rsqu
I felt the soft mattress sink in as Marcus launched me on the bed. A squeal left me then, but I was instantly shut up when Marcus' lips crashed onto mine. He was sprawled across my body, his weight almost crushing me but I didn’t say anything. I let him devour me, the same way I’d been yearning for days. And the day had finally come. An intense feeling filled my chest, threatening to burst. Wrapping my legs around his hips, I pushed him closer towards me.Marcus pulled away from me for a brief while then, perhaps to reposition ourselves, and I took full advantage of it. Sinking my fingers into his shirt, I ripped them apart, revealing his ravenous body underneath. Mirth danced in his eyes upon noticing my desperation, his lips parting with surprise.“Wow.” he said, shrugging the remaining fabric of
Leaning closer toward him, I touched my lips against his. It was my way of sealing the deal with him, a promise that was never to be broken. No matter what came, I knew I would always be by his side. Not even his wrath could drive me away from him, for I knew my love for him knew no bounds. Words would never be enough to convince him of the same, so I realized that only my actions could prove how deeply I felt for him.Deepening the kiss, I slowly relished the feel of his lips against mine. Unlike earlier, when I was hungry to feel him and ravish him with my kisses, I wanted to slow down the pace and be hyper aware of everything that I was experiencing. It was in moments like these that I felt the most connected to him, both body and soul. While rough sex was pleasurable enough, we explored our true potential as a couple only when we made love.