Elodie’s P.O.VCrossing a hand over my chest, I raised a brow while cocking my head. “Sister-In-Law?” I reiterated, glowering at him. Axel’s shoulders sagged as his chest heaved while I went to my seat and fixed him a stern gaze. “How can I help you, Axel?”Axel took tiny steps towards me and unlike those who would have their seats without my permission or having simple courtesy, Axel took me aback when he fell on his knees to the ground, his head hung low in despair as he clasped his hands. Confusion swirled in my mind as I stared intently at him. “What is the meaning of all this nonsense, Axel? And who allowed you in?”“Sister-In-Law”An icy revulsion hit me at that moment because it was just weird that the same Mae supporter dared to call me that after everything that he had done. “Who is your Sister-In-law? Are you sure that you aren’t in the wrong place? If you call me that one more time, then I am going to have you thrown out of here”Axel raised his head, his eyes gleaming w
MarcelElodie came down the small steps, strutting towards the garden while carrying a small cake that she had baked. Lanterns hung from the tree, casting a golden glow all over the garden that was filled with the gentle hum of crickets and the gentle rustle of leaves. I could perceive lavender all around. But the perfect lavender was here, my woman. With every step that she took towards me, my heart raced hard in my chest as she flashed a smile at me and shot a wink that made my heart skitter.Dressed in a pink choker dress that hugged her curves perfectly while her hair was tied in a ponytail, Elodie dropped the cake carefully on the desk. With eyes glinting with amusement, I leaned forward. “What is the event?”She hummed for a while as she leaned down and cupped my face. “It is a surprise” Her face was a few inches away from mine and at that moment, my fingers curled over her waist, pulling her closer to me as she placed both hands on my shoulders for support. “What kind of su
Darius’s P.O.VFirst of all, it started with some of the members being kidnapped and now it has escalated into my trusted park warrior being attacked, then Finn almost got into an accident when some cars pursued him. Something was wrong here and someone was openly launching a war against me. However, one thing that I knew was that it wasn’t Marcel or Zade because that wasn’t their style. If Marcel declares war, he attacks directly and doesn’t go through corners, and if Zade attacks, he will always come for the head of the pack without attacking the pack members. So if it isn’t Marcel or Zade, then who was behind all of this? Who in the world was bent on frustrating me so much that this person wouldn’t give me space to breathe before heaping hot coals on my head? Standing from where I sat, my mind drifted back to the fact that my mental illness resurfaced again. This was getting crazy and unbearable because why did it seem like the whole universe was against me? Leaning in my swi
Marcel’s P.O.VSitting on the piano’s bench, my fingers hovered over the keys, the soft melody echoing through the entire place while a smile crept at the corner of my mouth as soon as my mind drifted back to Layzal. When Layzal was rescued, I decided that he could be of good use since he wanted to get back at Darius for snatching his years from him. With my help, he was able to take down Ammar and now it was time to take back what rightfully belonged to me. The pack has always belonged to me and Layzal was going to help in getting it back.However, I was soon snapped out of my reverie when the kids ran down the stairs. Some of their friends in school came over, their laughter and chatter filling the whole place in a way that excited me and at the same triggered me.I turned on the bench, swinging my head in the direction of the stairs while Silver and a friend of his, jumped on the stairs while I shook my head. “You guys need to be careful”Silver smiled, waving at me. “Daddy, can
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