Marcus’s POV After Lily left to go take her bath, I lingered around for a while before deciding to allow her have some privacy. I stood up and took the ropes that were on the floor with me. As I was about to leave, I noticed that the small potion bottle was still seated on her table, so I went and picked it up. I left the room before she emerged from the bathroom. As I got to my chambers, I met Winston seated on my chair and waiting for me. “You are back Master Marcus,” Winston said, helping himself out of my chair. “I see you are doing so comfortably without me,” I said as I walked and placed the potion bottle on the table. “Nothing of the sort. I was just waiting for you and I was kind of….. you know,” Winston replied, his words slurring towards the end. I smiled. It was a good day. I had the most peaceful sleep in a long time and Lily was sound and alive. I made the right decision in the end. But who let her live? Was it Lord Darkwood or that old Lady? I needed to see Gr
Marcus's POV “Marcus,” My father broke the silence. I turned to look at him. “Yes King Adonis,” I replied coldly. “You understand the consequences of what you are about to do right?” He asked. “Yes, father. And as a general rule, the verdict will be passed in my favor if I fulfill two out of three requirements.” I replied confidently. “And are you willing to comply with the third requirement?” Mother spoke up. “What do you think, Queen Laurent?” I asked her. Lily's POV Releasing myself from Grayson's hug, he rubbed his hand all over me to be sure I was truly alright. “Why did you do it?” Grayson asked as soon as he was convinced I was alright. “Father, I don’t think you should ask her that first,” Clara spoke. “It is fine Clara,” I said, turning to her briefly. “Grayson, I am sorry I took the flowers and used them for something you would not approve of. But I needed to do so to make peace with myself and avenge my dead family. I know I was not successful, I am not promising
Lily's POV I sighed seeing them disappear into the backyard, where I got those chrysanthemum flowers. “We had such a feast that I feel full of satisfaction,” I said to no one in particular. “I am surprised just as you are, maybe we should have more royalty visit us often,” Clara replied and we shared a light banter. All the while, I noticed Winston stealing shy glances at Clara, so I smiled and excused myself to give them some moment alone. “I'll clear the dishes,” I said and picked up the empty plates. I walked into the kitchen to wash the dishes I had just cleared, thinking of the possibility of telling Marcus I was not going to be his mate. I was his slave and would prefer things to be that way. As I was washing, I got distracted by my thoughts and a plate slid off my hand and shattered into pieces. “Ouch!” I yelled in pain as the broken pieces pierced through my hands. I went to pick up the broken pieces despite the cut. As I went down, I felt a strong wind of deja Vu hit m
Lily's POV As we walked away from the garden, I was gladdened at the turn of events. I needed to speak to him and he only made it easier. But as we walked, neither of us said anything. We endured an awkward silence in our journey from the garden back into the house and straight to Marcus's room. As we entered, he closed and locked the room to avoid any intrusion or distraction. “I,’’ Both of us said at the same time in a bid to break the silence. Marcus cleared his throat and took a seat, while I stood opposite him. “You can have a seat and say what you have to say.” He said with an unreadable expression. He speaks as though he has nothing to say too. I ignored his offer for a seat and stood close to the door where he left me. “Hmm. I know that I have no choice but to serve you as your slave and fulfill your desires,” I paused because of the mischievous grin that appeared on his face, but it disappeared almost immediately. So I continued, “And by revelation, I, umm, I.. I kno
Marcus's POV I had not intended for things to go this far, as I only wanted to have a taste of her for the last time before letting her go and also leaving her with a taste of me to keep her in remembrance of me.But as she began responding to me with the same intense energy, desire, and need, I lost all sense of decorum.I rocked my groin against her to ensure she was ready enough for me when I needed her to. Her whimpering only boosted my confidence in what was pleasuring her.I squeezed her tiny breasts firmly and she called my name. At that moment, I lost sense of anything and took her to the bed.The sight of her pleasured and her neck bare stirred my wolf up. But I fought hard against it and controlled it.I threw up her skirt and positioned myself on top of her. She kept pulling at me and squirming under my touch.I wanted to tease her more and make the process more pleasurable, so I stood up and took her up with me, causing her to be on top of me instead.Using my hands, I ru
Lily's POVBending over the wash sink in my bathroom, I gagged my mouth with water and stood upright.“What the hell just happened?” I asked my reflection in the mirror.One moment I was squirming under Marcus's touch and the next, I was on top of him and trying to pull down the zipper of his trousers, and the other moment, I felt the indescribable urge to throw up on Marcus's face.Immediately I was hit with the urge, and I fled without looking back. And when I arrived at my room, I hurried to the bathroom and threw up and when I tried to leave, another wave hit me and I threw up all over again.And that led to my being here in the bathroom at the moment. I remembered I had yet to lock my door, so I walked out of the bathroom and went to lock it.“What could be wrong with me?” I mumbled to myself.I wondered if I had caught the flu as a result of all that had occurred the past few days. That could be the only reasonable explanation for the nausea I was experiencing.I quickly went in
Lily’s POV I retraced my steps and found a corner to hide and hear them speak.“I do not like Amelia, but I prefer her class for Master Marcus.”“That is true. Her strength, power, influence, and authority coupled with her cold and aggressive demeanor, suits Master Marcus’s personality the most.”“I am most happy that now, Lily, or whatever her name is called will be put right where she belongs.”Where do I belong? I was not a slave. I was my father’s daughter and pride. It was to defend my dignity and sanity, that my pack was massacred. How dare they say words they know nothing of?“She has been acting too proud, getting served by us, getting her room cleaned by us, always putting on an act to get Master Marcus's attention, but now all her efforts would be in vain.”The servants kept talking till I heard Clara’s voice, sounding like the voice of an angel among an assembly of demons. I peeped out of my hiding place. “What do you think you are doing?” Clara asked as she approached t
Lily’s POV “I fear you might be with a child, Lily,” Clara announced. I stared at her in disbelief. Did she know what the hell she was saying? I scoffed. “Stop joking around Clara,” I replied. I suddenly felt cold, so I rubbed my shoulders. “I wish I was Lily. For your sake, I wish I was.” Lily said, looking at me pitifully. My mind began to swirl with so many thoughts. I tried to recall when was the last time, and I realized it was indeed three weeks before we got attacked and I was captured. That same night, Marcus had forced himself on me. I should have seen Aunt Flo two weeks later. But I have been in Mistwood Creek for almost a month. “I still do not believe it.” I sniffed in a tear that was about to drop. “Lily, I know this may be hard to take in, but you need to make terms with it. ” For the first time, I felt Clara was only making noise or talking senselessly at that moment. Did she understand what that meant? That I would be stuck here forever with Marcus?