Darius’s P.O.VI jolted awake as my eyes flew open and my chest heaved up and down. Staring at the ceiling which a candle chandelier hung while the grotesque image of the nightmare clung to the back of my mind like a dark stubborn shadow that seemed more like it was soon going to close in on me.I sat up slowly, leaning against the headboard while staring into space as memories of the nightmare flashed through my mind. My breath came in short, shallow gasps as I ran my hands through my hair frustratedly. I had seen myself falling off a cliff and I was in my pool of blood. Could it be the lingering fear of Layzal doing something to me that made me have this horrible nightmare? It had to be it. There was no way that I was going to die! I would never allow that. I will do everything to stay alive and get my children back from Marcel. “I won't die! Not now…not now” I muttered to myself while placing a hand on my chest that heaved slowly, sliding off the bed, as I walked to the bathroo
Darius’s P.O.VMy lips trembled as a searing pain racked through my body while I hung limply from the chains that bound my wrists to the walls, my upper body exposed and covered with cuts which blood dripped from. Another lash landed on my back and a groan left my lips, my vision blurred with a red haze as I gritted my teeth. “Stop!” A husky voice echoed off the walls of Layzal’s dungeon as the whip made a soft thud as it was dropped against the ground. As soon as the doors to the dungeon closed, hot tears streamed down my face and a bitter laughter spiraled from me. It has been two weeks since Marcel eliminated all the council members who were responsible for everything that happened to his family. He had chosen new members of the council, and taken over my pack with my idiotic park members in support of that tyrant. Marcel changed the name of the pack to the moonstone pack. He probably named it after my late son. That bastard!I was soon jolted out of my thoughts when a dark au
Elodie’s P.O.V Taking my gaze off the ornate glass chandeliers, adorned with delicate crystal pieces that hung from the intricately designed ceiling, I paused beside Marcel. He glanced at me briefly before turning swiftly, his eyes softening and lighting up as if he had just seen an irreplaceable treasure.Staring into the ethereal green of my eyes, Marcel wrapped his fingers around my waist drawing me closer to him as he buried his face at the side of my neck, nibbling in a way that sent shivers down my spine. It was like he was basking in my scent. He was warm. My haven and my peace. I loved him. A lot. His lips grazed my skin, sending sparks of fire in its wake. “You are like a delicate flower that I want to keep, adorn, cherish, and nurture forever, ensuring you bloom endlessly. To the very end”“You are so beautiful, I feel like I want to end the party, take your clothes off, and show you how much you mean to me”My hand rested on his shoulders, while I muttered under my bre
Elodie’s P.O.VImages of Susan’s lifeless body in the creek flashed through my mind and the way Marcel’s strong arms encircled me, pulling my trembling body against his chest in a bid to stop my gaze from lingering on her disfigured face. Darius was a monster. A monster that I never wanted to lay eyes on for the rest of my life. Marcel assured me that he was going to find Darius and finish him off as fast as possible. It has been two months since Susan died and still, that grotesque image of her in the creek kept lingering in my mind. I was so traumatized that the only one who helped me was Marcel and right now, I was pissed at him. Recently, I have been having crazy mood swings that really scared Marcel off at times and right now I was boiling because I had planned a movie night with him just for him to bail out on me at the last minute. My gaze lingered on his message telling me that he wasn't going to be coming because something important suddenly came up. Like I wasn't impor
Marcel’s P.O.VIn the doctor’s office, Elodie stared into space, before heaving a sigh while her hands were clasped tightly in mine. A small smile played on my face, amused with the way a strand fell on her face. I was about to remove my hands from her’s in a bid to brush off the strand when she turned to look at me, a glint of worry in her eyes and distress written on her face. She has been like this lately. It worsened since the night she accepted my marriage proposal and the annoying thing was she didn't want to see a doctor and instead stuck to paranoia. I was soon jolted out of my thoughts when she muttered. “Marcel, what if it is a stomach infection or cancer?”Heaving an exasperated sigh, I shook my head. “That is why we are here. I told you that it isn't any of this”Her voice shook. “It is not like you are a doctor. Plus I have never felt this way before and I have been seeing symptoms that relate to stomach cancer and stomach infection”“We should have seen the pack docto
Marcel’s P.O.V*** Baby Shower ***Strings of pink, white, and silver balloons floated gently in the sunlit garden. Tulips, daisies, and peonies decorated every corner while I stood amidst it all, staring around like a proud dad. I had canceled all my schedule just to participate in the decoration after inviting a team of event planners from Thailand. As a smile formed on my face, the only thought that coursed through my mind was how Elodie was going to love this.I could already picture the look that was going to be on her face when she stepped into the garden later in the evening. All of a sudden, I was jolted out of my thoughts when a maid stood before me and on getting my attention, she lowered her head. “Sir, the popular cake corner called concerning how the delivery was going to be late. They claimed that there was a mix-up with the cake decorations”“I would be going alongside the head servant to monitor the progress of the cake. We will ensure that it gets here before the b
Elodie’s P.O.VOh my. The necklace looked pretty on me. I trailed my fingers on the necklace and stared at my reflection in the mirror, that was when the reality hit me that Silver wasn’t back with my phone yet. He didn’t know where he dropped his phone tablet and pleaded with me to give him my phone so he could call his dad. “Could he be playing games on my phone?” I muttered to myself, standing up and that was when it dawned on me that even my hair stylist wasn’t back yet. I glanced at her empty cup of juice and darted my eyes back to mine which was still untouched. “What could she be taking downstairs?” I muttered to myself, opening the door to the room, and stepping out while calling for Silver’s name. But the only response I got was his name which returned as echoes in my ears. Something was wrong.What was going on? Walking down the hallway, relief flooded through me when I saw Aunt Nadia sleeping on the couch next to the vase of flowers. “Aunt Nadia, you should go into
Elodie’s P.O.VThe clouds darkened, thunder rumbling through the sky while I stood rooted to the same spot frozen. The rain first started like a gentle patter but in the next minute, the rain enveloped me totally, soaking my clothes as my hair clung to my face. I was too numb to speak. Too shocked to even wrap my head around what had happened. I could barely move my legs but I mustered the courage and dragged my feet towards the railings, staring down at Darius's lifeless body. His blood that soaked the metal spikes was being washed away by the rain that fell heavily. I should be relieved that he was dead…But the more I stared at his lifeless body, the more dread settled at the pit of my stomach and I saw myself on the metal spikes. My breath came in ragged gasps as I gripped the railings and that was when the images of Ezra spurting out blood flashed through my mind. My shoulders sagged and the more I gripped the railings, the more different emotions crashed over me. I crumbled
Epilogue **After One Year** The setting sun cast a golden glow over the ethereal surroundings as the sound of waves crashing in the distance echoed through my ears. My heart pounded against my chest in anxiety despite the excitement that bubbled deep within me. The air hung heavy with anticipation and on exchanging fleeting glances with the triplets who keep taking pictures of me with their cameras, I shot a wink at them. Silas gesticulated before he mouthed. “Daddy, don't overdo the smile. Smile, like this” I did just as he had said while the guests laughed at the silent conversation between Silas and me. I gave Silas a thumbs-up while Silver gave a gentle applause that was almost inaudible. Sage on the other hand sat next to Aunt Nadia, Leah, and Axel who carried both Elysia and Daisy in his arms while Sage made funny faces to them. Staring at the scene before me, I fiddled with my fingers in anticipation, carefully waiting for my bride. “She is here” Someone murmu
Elodie’s P.O.VThe clouds darkened, thunder rumbling through the sky while I stood rooted to the same spot frozen. The rain first started like a gentle patter but in the next minute, the rain enveloped me totally, soaking my clothes as my hair clung to my face. I was too numb to speak. Too shocked to even wrap my head around what had happened. I could barely move my legs but I mustered the courage and dragged my feet towards the railings, staring down at Darius's lifeless body. His blood that soaked the metal spikes was being washed away by the rain that fell heavily. I should be relieved that he was dead…But the more I stared at his lifeless body, the more dread settled at the pit of my stomach and I saw myself on the metal spikes. My breath came in ragged gasps as I gripped the railings and that was when the images of Ezra spurting out blood flashed through my mind. My shoulders sagged and the more I gripped the railings, the more different emotions crashed over me. I crumbled
Elodie’s P.O.VOh my. The necklace looked pretty on me. I trailed my fingers on the necklace and stared at my reflection in the mirror, that was when the reality hit me that Silver wasn’t back with my phone yet. He didn’t know where he dropped his phone tablet and pleaded with me to give him my phone so he could call his dad. “Could he be playing games on my phone?” I muttered to myself, standing up and that was when it dawned on me that even my hair stylist wasn’t back yet. I glanced at her empty cup of juice and darted my eyes back to mine which was still untouched. “What could she be taking downstairs?” I muttered to myself, opening the door to the room, and stepping out while calling for Silver’s name. But the only response I got was his name which returned as echoes in my ears. Something was wrong.What was going on? Walking down the hallway, relief flooded through me when I saw Aunt Nadia sleeping on the couch next to the vase of flowers. “Aunt Nadia, you should go into
Marcel’s P.O.V*** Baby Shower ***Strings of pink, white, and silver balloons floated gently in the sunlit garden. Tulips, daisies, and peonies decorated every corner while I stood amidst it all, staring around like a proud dad. I had canceled all my schedule just to participate in the decoration after inviting a team of event planners from Thailand. As a smile formed on my face, the only thought that coursed through my mind was how Elodie was going to love this.I could already picture the look that was going to be on her face when she stepped into the garden later in the evening. All of a sudden, I was jolted out of my thoughts when a maid stood before me and on getting my attention, she lowered her head. “Sir, the popular cake corner called concerning how the delivery was going to be late. They claimed that there was a mix-up with the cake decorations”“I would be going alongside the head servant to monitor the progress of the cake. We will ensure that it gets here before the b
Marcel’s P.O.VIn the doctor’s office, Elodie stared into space, before heaving a sigh while her hands were clasped tightly in mine. A small smile played on my face, amused with the way a strand fell on her face. I was about to remove my hands from her’s in a bid to brush off the strand when she turned to look at me, a glint of worry in her eyes and distress written on her face. She has been like this lately. It worsened since the night she accepted my marriage proposal and the annoying thing was she didn't want to see a doctor and instead stuck to paranoia. I was soon jolted out of my thoughts when she muttered. “Marcel, what if it is a stomach infection or cancer?”Heaving an exasperated sigh, I shook my head. “That is why we are here. I told you that it isn't any of this”Her voice shook. “It is not like you are a doctor. Plus I have never felt this way before and I have been seeing symptoms that relate to stomach cancer and stomach infection”“We should have seen the pack docto
Elodie’s P.O.VImages of Susan’s lifeless body in the creek flashed through my mind and the way Marcel’s strong arms encircled me, pulling my trembling body against his chest in a bid to stop my gaze from lingering on her disfigured face. Darius was a monster. A monster that I never wanted to lay eyes on for the rest of my life. Marcel assured me that he was going to find Darius and finish him off as fast as possible. It has been two months since Susan died and still, that grotesque image of her in the creek kept lingering in my mind. I was so traumatized that the only one who helped me was Marcel and right now, I was pissed at him. Recently, I have been having crazy mood swings that really scared Marcel off at times and right now I was boiling because I had planned a movie night with him just for him to bail out on me at the last minute. My gaze lingered on his message telling me that he wasn't going to be coming because something important suddenly came up. Like I wasn't impor
Elodie’s P.O.V Taking my gaze off the ornate glass chandeliers, adorned with delicate crystal pieces that hung from the intricately designed ceiling, I paused beside Marcel. He glanced at me briefly before turning swiftly, his eyes softening and lighting up as if he had just seen an irreplaceable treasure.Staring into the ethereal green of my eyes, Marcel wrapped his fingers around my waist drawing me closer to him as he buried his face at the side of my neck, nibbling in a way that sent shivers down my spine. It was like he was basking in my scent. He was warm. My haven and my peace. I loved him. A lot. His lips grazed my skin, sending sparks of fire in its wake. “You are like a delicate flower that I want to keep, adorn, cherish, and nurture forever, ensuring you bloom endlessly. To the very end”“You are so beautiful, I feel like I want to end the party, take your clothes off, and show you how much you mean to me”My hand rested on his shoulders, while I muttered under my bre
Darius’s P.O.VMy lips trembled as a searing pain racked through my body while I hung limply from the chains that bound my wrists to the walls, my upper body exposed and covered with cuts which blood dripped from. Another lash landed on my back and a groan left my lips, my vision blurred with a red haze as I gritted my teeth. “Stop!” A husky voice echoed off the walls of Layzal’s dungeon as the whip made a soft thud as it was dropped against the ground. As soon as the doors to the dungeon closed, hot tears streamed down my face and a bitter laughter spiraled from me. It has been two weeks since Marcel eliminated all the council members who were responsible for everything that happened to his family. He had chosen new members of the council, and taken over my pack with my idiotic park members in support of that tyrant. Marcel changed the name of the pack to the moonstone pack. He probably named it after my late son. That bastard!I was soon jolted out of my thoughts when a dark au
Darius’s P.O.VI jolted awake as my eyes flew open and my chest heaved up and down. Staring at the ceiling which a candle chandelier hung while the grotesque image of the nightmare clung to the back of my mind like a dark stubborn shadow that seemed more like it was soon going to close in on me.I sat up slowly, leaning against the headboard while staring into space as memories of the nightmare flashed through my mind. My breath came in short, shallow gasps as I ran my hands through my hair frustratedly. I had seen myself falling off a cliff and I was in my pool of blood. Could it be the lingering fear of Layzal doing something to me that made me have this horrible nightmare? It had to be it. There was no way that I was going to die! I would never allow that. I will do everything to stay alive and get my children back from Marcel. “I won't die! Not now…not now” I muttered to myself while placing a hand on my chest that heaved slowly, sliding off the bed, as I walked to the bathroo