Darius’s P.O.VSitting on the patio, numb, depressed, and confused. The only sound that I could hear was that of the crackling fire in the fireplace and that of my heart thumping hard in my chest. It was pounding in a way that felt like blood rushed into my ears as the doctor’s words replayed in my head. A mental disorder that he couldn’t even understand. Fear clawed at my throat, my knuckles turning white from the way my fingers were clenched. I could hear voices laced with mockery, it felt like the walls were closing in on me and something dark awaited to swallow me. My muscles tensed and slowly, tears rushed into my eyes, threatening to spill onto my cheeks as I dashed away a stray tear with my thumb. My heart felt like it was going to explode in my chest, my heart running with a myriad of emotions that I couldn’t even pinpoint. I couldn’t just fathom how I had a mental disorder. I ate pretty well, never indulged in hard drugs, and took good care of my health so how in the wo
ElodieThe sound of the house’s passcode being punched alerted my senses and I knew instantly that it was Marcel. The door opened and Marcel came inside, removing his tie while he flashed me a smile as I rushed towards him, flaunting my nails before his eyes.“You also saw what happened to Darius?” Ezra asked over the phone while I was more focused on Marcel who stared intently at my nails in disapproval, causing a frown to form on my face before he took me aback and kissed my nails. My face flushed red. “Rumor has it that he is on the influence of drugs”Marcel laughed in a way that took me aback and I had to disconnect the call. “Why did you laugh? Everyone said that he took drugs”“Really? That is bad for his reputation”“I feel sad for him” Marcel sighed while I tried to find any iota of pity inside of me but couldn’t find none because to me he deserved everything that he got. Everything!“I don’t”“I mean, having to deal with a mental disorder when he is at the peak of his care
Susan’s P.O.VAntique chandeliers, velvet drapes, and art deco furnishings— My vintage collection fashion event was bound to be a success and I knew it. Twirling my wine glass in my hand, I fixed my gaze intently on the models who glided down the hallway dressed in pieces inspired by the vintage setting in the 1920s and 1970s. Staring at the screen in the backroom, my stomach tied a knot then another as soon as my gaze landed on Elodie who sat next to Darius, and the craziest thing was that he was staring at her!Anger coursed through my veins and I removed my phone from my purse, sending a text to Darius to stop staring. While typing on my phone, the embarrassment that he caused me yesterday flashed across my mind, causing me to bite my lower lip in regret. After everything that I did for him, taking care of him despite his display of madness, he was still staring at her. Now that I thought about it, that wasn’t the seat that I had reserved for him. “He always gets on my nerves!
Darius’s P.O.VSlowly, terror gripped me by the throat as Elodie’s words kept ringing through my head. My eyes met with that of Susan and my heart slammed against my ribcage. Murmur and gasps filled the whole room, triggering all the senses in my head. Susan’s head shook, tears pooling in her eyes as she kept waving her hands dismissively. “No, everyone, she doesn't know what she is saying. It is a prank, right?”She attempted to touch Elodie who slapped her hands off. “Get your dirty hands off me!”The murmur in the room began to intensify as everyone began to express their shock.Elodie and Susan are sisters?I thought they were best friends turned enemies.How is any of this even possible? ‘How is any of this possible’ That was the same question that I had asked myself repeatedly because now that I thought about it, it didn't make any sense!Despite the bad blood between Susan and Elodie, Susan loved Zack like her own. She was always taking him to her house, taking him to parks,
Darius’s P.O.VMixed reactions flared deep within my heart as I saw Susan’s bound hands while she knelt, gently swaying her head from side to side as her hair covered half of her face. However, every time I remembered that she was the reason Zack wasn't here anymore, my hatred for her grew even stronger.I was disgusted with her and most importantly, I was disgusted by myself for not seeing through her blind need for revenge for something that Elodie knew nothing about. If I had known that she had an ulterior motive in mind, I would have never gotten involved with her. I would have rejected her since the time that I found out we were mates. The doctor that she worked with had already been locked in my dungeon and now it was time to pass my judgment to her. Finn, who collected the votes from the four members of the council, exchanged fleeting glances with me as he nodded curtly. Finn fixed his gaze back to the tablet. “The four council members have all voted in favor of the pack’s
Darius’s P.O.VSophia, the girl who had her fiancé killed in the attack that was carried out by Liam, began a petition about how I needed to step down from my position as the Alpha. After leaving the press conference to refute Sophia’s accusations, I removed my tie angrily, running my hands through my hair frustratedly. I was sure that the council members were the ones who put her to it since they have been looking for ways to make me step down from my position as the Alpha. Finn, who ensured maximum security, caught up with me. “Alpha Darius, the council members are calling for an urgent meeting and I suspect that it is concerning Sophia’s…”I stopped in my tracks, squeezing my eyes shut in a bid to control the anger that coursed through my veins. “Inform them that the meeting won’t hold as I am a busy man”Finn nodded curtly. “Alright Alpha Darius and concerning the triplets, they have been spending more time with Marcel’s aunt recently. They spend the weekends at her place most o
Mae’s P.O.V**ART GALLERY OPENING PARTY**My eyes twitched, anger seeping through my veins with every moment that my fingers hovered over the vibrant canvases. Elodie didn’t display any works of the artist that I had recommended to her and the annoying thing was that Marcel wasn’t saying anything about it. His silence infuriated me as I shot a glare towards where he stood with Elodie and some of the other guests while the clinking of champagne glasses and the faint sound of the piano being played in the background filled the whole room. At that moment, something inside of me clicked and the frown on my face dropped. There was something about the way they both stared at each other and now that Elodie walked past him, they both brushed fingers. My heart sank into my stomach immediately and that was when the reality hit me that there was a high chance that Darius was right when he called me a fool because why did it seem like the two of them had something between each other? I shook
MARCELFor a second, I was confused about why Mae’s voice echoed downstairs but when Elodie and Mae began to argue, something snapped in my head. Pain sliced through my head like a knife as the memories rushed in. Memories of me sending Mae out of my house, memories of me warning her to never show her face before me, memories of my wife and I being in Hawaii before Darius struck by kidnapping her, using wolfsbane on me and hitting my head till I lost consciousness. Goosebumps spilled over my body because it felt like I had just woken up from a nightmare. My heart pounded in my chest, anger, rage, and fury seeping through my veins as my eyes widened in shock. I swiveled my gaze around the whole gallery, everyone had shock boldly written on their faces as whispers filled the whole room. Then slowly, all the lies that I had been fed rushed into my mind. Lies from Axel and Mae. Lies that didn't even make any sense. Axel left the culprit just to turn Elodie who was the victim into a v