DariusI had sleepless nights. Marcel and Elodie tormented me in my dreams ever since I had witnessed that horrible experience. The image of him kissing her would pop up in my head several times. During meetings, during sex with Susan, and during council meetings with those old vipers who were waiting for the opportunity to pounce on Susan and me. Finn snapped me out of my reverie as he pushed the door open, walked towards me, and lowered his head before me. My eyes lit up. “Has he left Elodie’s house yet? Did you manage to take a picture of the two of them either coming out or going in together? If you have a picture, we can cause a scandal for the two of them and convince that gullible fool called Mae that Marcel isn’t in Hawaii”Finn shook his head. “I am sorry Alpha Darius but it seemed like he had left already. However, he hasn’t gone back to the mansion and I don’t know where he is since he hasn’t resumed work”Anger seeped through my veins and at that moment, I slammed my cl
Darius Six months after my deal with Zade, the growth of my company kept progressing and I was almost on the verge of overtaking Marcel’s conglomerate. On the other hand, I had changed the medications given to Mae without her knowledge, exchanging the memory loss pills with a poisonous one that would kill Marcel slowly.Soon, he was going to drop dead and I would now be able to pursue Elodie fully without any obstruction. If she still proves obstinate, I would fight for the custody of the children in a way that she would have no option but to come back to me. Elodie might have thought that the reason why I hadn’t been disturbing her was because I had given up. No! I meant it when I said that if she wasn’t with me, then she wouldn’t be with anyone else. And as for Susan, she had better start counting her days. I just couldn’t wait for my life to take a new turn— A life where everything that I wanted would become mine and as for Mae, she would suffer the brunt of Marcel’s death.
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
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