Marcus's POV I saw the smile on his face drop. “What warning Master Marcus?” He asked.I gave him a sly grin and paced around his receiving room. “Lord Brimstone, do you remember what I had said at the last council meeting?”“A lot of things were said, so could you be more specific Master Marcus.” He asked. His wrinkled face had long contorted into a frown.“I don't have time to go into specifics, so maybe my warning would help remind you.” I began.“Anyone who attempts to cause harm to my people, or tries to endanger what belongs to me, will be wiped out,” I said calmly, but my voice evoked the strength and authority it needed to pass the warning.“Master Marcus, I don't know of anyone who would attempt such a thing.” He replied.“I'm sure you don't,” I replied. “I will be taking my leave now.”With that, I walked out of his house and began my way back to the mansion.“Who's next?” Winston asked as he walked up beside me.I stopped in front of the first gate of the mansion. I consid
Lily's POV After Marcus left the room, I hurried off the bed and back into the bathroom. I felt very nauseous earlier on but I fought hard to control it, so he would not make a fuss out of it.I could not allow any more people to know of my baby. I knew a doctor had come in to check me while I passed out.Looking at myself in the mirror I remembered my conversation from earlier with Clara.“What did the doctor find?” I asked her as she stepped into the bathroom.“You can keep calm, he could not find any pulse to read. Quite mysterious right?” Clara had replied.I wondered why he could not find any pulse and was worried about it. Clara had agreed to come back after Marcus had left, so we could go to see her father.Throwing up now made me confused as to whether it was the aftermath effect of the potion I drank or if it was still my babies intact.I did not want to think it was the latter, but I would still follow Clara to see her Father.As I walked back into the room, I met Clara set
Lily's POVThe walk back to my room was slow and felt longer than usual.How could Marcus be in love with me? Was that even possible? Grayson said he did all he did because he loved me, but the more he did the greater danger I was in.“What are you thinking about?” Clara asked.I looked at her briefly before returning my gaze to the flowers in the garden.“You do know that Marcus is my destined mate right?” I asked calmly.“Not that I outrightly said it anyway,” Clara replied with a pout.I chuckled. “Well, he is but I rejected his wolf in the manner in which he first came to me?” I admitted solemnly.“Oh Lily, you must have gone through a lot facing all that alone,” She said, rubbing my back from behind.“Did I? I feel he is the one suffering the most.” I replied.“What do you mean?” Clara asked with a frown.I sighed. “What do I have to lose? My entire pack and family are dead, but his own pack and family are alive and well.”“How does that make him more pitiful than you are?” She a
Marcus's POV As I lay down on the bed, I reminisced on what Winston had said. He sure did have his way with words.“Master Marcus, it is not enough that you revealed your wolf to her,” He began.I had thought he was going to tell me to run away again, but he did not.“You need to confess to her as Marcus Darkwood.” He blurted out.I looked at him in shock before sending him out of my chambers. How could he ask me to go and do something so unthinkable and unreasonable?I tried to force myself to sleep, but only she infiltrated my thoughts and dreams. I forced my eyes shut, but it was not working either.I looked beyond the beautiful dancing of the curtain around my bed and imagined Lily behind them. Dancing and luring me into her. I smiled and immediately sprang to my feet.Maybe, after all, Winston was right. Why did I have to bear it on my shoulders all alone? I can be with her all I want, while as for Leila, she will be engaged for a couple of months before I break up the engagemen
Lily's POV I love you.Marcus's words sent a million daggers to my heart. I wanted to scream out but that would put me in a position I would not want to find myself.Why would Marcus love me? Why?After his confession, he lingered for a while before he left. As soon as he stepped out, I sprang up from my bed.“I have to leave Mistwood Creek tonight,” I murmured to myself.How would I evade his guards? I'll need help.If Marcus could confess his love to me, then there was no stopping what he could do just to have me by his side. But that would only put my kids and me up for more danger.There was a time when I wished for death, but that time was far gone. Now all I wanted was to live and bear my kids.Marcus should not confuse his obsession with love.I felt so exhausted that I crouched down on my bed and began to sob silently.“Mother, what should I do?” I asked in between sobs.Of Course, there would be no response. Mother was dead. Father was dead too.Only Shawn and I were left. I
Lily's POV “I have secured a small carriage and some wigs she can use.”“Good. What colors?”“I got black, brown and red wigs,”“Alright. I just need her to sleep for a while then she will be ready to leave for good.” Grayson replied.I began making out the faces of the people whose voices I heard.“Clara?” I called out.“Oh Lily, you are awake,” She replied as she hurried to my side.“What is going on?” I asked.“We only discussed your disguise and the carriage you will be using,” Clara replied.“Thank you, Clara,” I said and stood up from the bed.I went ahead to have a quick shower, then dressed in the male clothes that Clara brought. With my short silver hair, I put on the black wig.Marcus was well familiar with the Brown wig and using that one would mean that I would be most likely to be caught by him if I use the brown wig.“Hello Mr Ly,” Clara teased.We laughed lightly.“Thank you so much, Grayson, thank you so much, Clara,” I said to them in gratitude and moved in for a hug
Shawn’s POVIn the blood moon pack.I sat by the fire staring into it as though apparitions were communicating with me. They became bolder and bolder as the firewood cackled under the deep heat pressure it faced.I blinked to be sure my eyesight was clear and I wasn’t just seeing things, but they kept coming closer.Brown ferocious wolves covered in blood that smelled familiar. All of a sudden my shirt got drenched as heavy beads of sweat ran down my face. I began muttering a few spells that I knew could ward off those bloodthirsty beasts. I didn’t know when I got lost in the enchantment until I was tapped on for a second time.“You okay boy?” Shadowvile called hovering over me with a large chunk of meat.“Well- yeah sure,” I cleared my throat and blinked once more looking in my previous direction and around me to find traces of my constant mind tormentors but couldn’t find any.“Well, I doubt that because you look like you had just seen a goblin- or perhaps a troll,”That would be
Shawn’s POV “Reveal yourself now or perish to peril,” I kept mute and silent. He was quiet for some moment too, before I decided to sneak past his tent. The wind blew heavily and a grain of sand found its way to my eyes. As I blinked it out and raised my head; I met bloodshot eyes flaring with anger. “What are you doing here?” he howled while he transformed back to his human form. “Um- I –I was thinking I could talk to you about something,” I stuttered as his rigid expression gradually dissolved into a sneer. “So you wanted to talk to me about those visions you always see and perhaps tell me your name too,” “Huh?” I asked, not catching a hint of his suggestion. “Here, come in and sit, it’s too cold outside,” Did he really care or was he just simply acting out generosity. “I also was going to ask you something,” “Okay, you can go first,” I muttered. “I didn’t need your permission,” he shot out dryly as red flickered in his eyes. “I need you to tell me about your wh