Marcus POV** The thought of Cassandra turning down my meal ignited a fire within me. With each step I took into the dark tunnel, my fingers clenched into fists, driven by a fierce need to make her understand my intentions.No matter how hard I tried to suppress it, there was no escaping the fact that Cassandra was my weakness, and I had fallen for her—hard. Yet, she persisted in rejecting my advances, ignoring my relentless efforts to prove my genuine care for her.“Where is he?” I muttered, lounging on the couch in a shadowy room. Damien bowed his head and stepped out; I waited patiently. Moments later, he returned with a blindfolded man, battered and barely recognizable. He tossed him to the cold floor, and his shrieking echoed through the room. He struggled to get on his feet, but it was futile.“Calm yourself, Professor Eric. We have all the time in the world,” I said, a sneer curling my lips. I signalled Damien to remove the blindfold. Immediately, his blindfold was removed, and
Cassandra POV “Perfect timing,” I told myself, as I grabbed my backpack. The only person I needed to see was Nate. I was ready to disclose everything to him; this time, he had to forgive me and accept me. I could only pray he doesn't end our relationship after finding out the truth. Furthermore, I was also resolute about leaving for good. As I lay on my bed, I waited for the mansion to fall silent. It was obvious that Marcus wouldn’t be back tonight, and I wouldn't risk getting caught, especially not after Miss Anna had turned me in last time. This time, I wasn’t messing around.The clock ticked past midnight, and I made my way to the entrance of the mansion. Confirming that no one was watching, I bolted out the door and headed for the gate. The rush of escaping undetected filled me with exhilaration. I was free, at least for now.As I took one last look at the mansion, I quickly flagged down a cab and hopped in, giving the driver Nate's address. I pulled out my phone to dial Nate's
**Cassandra POV…** I stormed into the mansion, my determination for answers burning brightly. The unsettling feeling gnawing at my gut had to be addressed, and I wouldn’t let it sly any longer. As expected, I found Marcus in the living room, casually sipping wine, completely unfazed. The sight ignited a surge of rage within me—his nonchalance regarding my escape was infuriating. I had come to confront him and get the truth, and I wasn’t leaving without it. I marched toward him, tossing the book from his hands to the floor. My voice was steady as I demanded his attention. A smirk crept across his lips as he shifted his gaze from the fallen book to me. “Welcome home. I thought you wouldn’t be back so soon; I was starting to get worried about your absence,” Marcus said with feigned concern. His sarcasm was clear, but I wouldn't allow it to distract me. I needed answers, and I was prepared to extract them, regardless of what it took. “Where’s Nate?” I pressed, keeping my voice stea
**Marcus POV** Anger and rage surged within me as Cassandra confronted me about my missing boyfriend. Yes, I killed him, and I thought it might draw her closer to me. Watching her weep over a man who doesn’t appreciate her the way I do only fueled my frustration. “Wasn’t I good-looking enough? Weren’t my skills in bed satisfactory? Why is she crying over a man when I am a hundred times greater than he could ever hope to be?” I fumed silently. It infuriates me that she continues to choose a loser like him over someone like me. Even now, I hated him for taking her attention away from me.“Why are you crying? You should be grateful I eliminated him,” I stated firmly.The pain in her eyes was undeniable as she slowly sank to her knees, screaming while tears streamed down her face. It felt like a dagger to my heart. Hadn’t I proven myself worthy? Why was she mourning a man like that?A smirk formed on my lips as I rose from my seat and approached her. I reached down to help her up from t
**Cassandra POV** Days dragged on, and I found myself sinking into the depths of despair. Losing the only man I ever truly loved was something I refused to accept. I shut my eyes tightly, hoping everything that had happened would vanish like a bad dream. My desire to build a family with Nate—our shared vision of a simple life with two kids—was now obliterated.It felt like fate was taunting me. The tears I had held back finally erupted, and I pressed my palm against my lips, fighting the pain surging within me. “I’m sorry, Nate. I caused it.” I whispered though my voice trembled. My choices had cost Nate his life. The thought of ending it all flitted across my mind—perhaps only then could help me find peace in the afterlife.“Professor Marcus," I whispered through my tears. He had unleashed so much suffering in my life. If I had known my decision would lead to this, I would have never signed that damn contract.Even after he revealed what had happened to Nate, there was no hint of
Cassandra POVWeeks passed, and I steadily mended from the heartbreak of losing Nate, even though his body was never found. He will always live in my heart. I was thrilled to know that my contract with Professor Marcus was nearing its end. The joy I felt was indescribable. Soon, I will be free.Nevertheless, the last few weeks felt like a sentence in a prison. Professor Marcus scrutinized my every action, insisting on bringing me my meals and waiting until I had finished. It became increasingly clear that there was something more sinister at play. Why was I confined to my room? The weight of this situation was suffocating.I began packing my bags, not willing to leave anything behind. I would not let this confinement keep me from my future. My final year exams were approaching, and I was resolute: I would be patient. Once I'm done with my exams, I would leave this city for good and reclaim my life.“Just a few days to go,” I said In excitement, tossing myself onto the bed and staring
**Marcus POV** She was taken aback when I confessed my feelings for her. I’ve battled this realization for too long, but it’s undeniable—I’m falling deeply in love with her. Call it obsession if you want; I couldn’t care less. All I want is to have her by my side, even if it means setting aside my plan for revenge against my brother. “I love you, Cassandra! From the moment I laid eyes on you, I vowed to make you mine, no matter the cost,” I declared, pulling her closer. She struggled to break free from my hold, but her efforts were in vain. “This isn’t love, Marcus; you can’t tell the difference between love and obsession,” she shot back. “I know love when I feel it, Cassandra. Trust me, I’ve lived long enough to tell the difference. What I feel for you is priceless; I’ve never experienced anything like this with anyone else,” I replied, holding her firmly in my arms.“I don't love you, Professor Marcus,” she shot back. Instantly, I loosened my grip on her, a sharp pain surg
Cassandra POV“Ah!” I exclaimed, jumping out of bed. What just happened? Why would he say that? He’s out of his mind. Could he really be in love with me, or is this some twisted game? The events of the day kept surfacing in my mind.“Wake up, Cassie; it’s all just a ploy to keep you tied to him,” I told myself, pacing the room. If I had known Marcus was going to make leaving impossible, I would have planned my escape more carefully.“My God!”I shouldn’t have let myself get into this situation. At first, I thought it was all a joke. I'm certain that by morning, we’ll all move past this ridiculousness and come to an understanding. There’s no way I’m staying in this house—not now, not ever! The realization of how foolish I had been made me burst into laughter. I flopped back onto my bed, shutting my eyes and wishing fervently that this night would just disappear. But then, I knew it was going to be a long night.I got out of bed, stripped off my dress, and stepped into the shower. Sudde
Lilith’s POVI had already given up, even when I knew I didn't want to die in such a weak way, but right now, I was truly weak, so I stopped fighting and allowed my eyes to close, waiting for my last breath. Just then I heard a sneer from him as Bernard let go. I felt an immediate rush of air in my lungs as I collapsed onto the floor with an effort to control the amount of air my lungs were taking in. I gasped loudly.My hand instinctively moved to my throat which burned as I rubbed against it to ease my pain.Fucking bastard. He really almost killed me.The gasps turned to cough violently, and I was barely able to lift my head as his boots stepped closer. "You are lucky I want you alive," he said coldly, crouching to my level."If not, you would be nothing but food for my pets by now and a distant memory to all the maids that hate you, I am sure you know the drill." My teeth clenched, swallowing the bitter mix of rage and humiliation; that wasn't enough, so I closed my eyes."Y
Lilith’s POVThe pain I felt wasn't from the dagger, it was from the fact that I lost to a human.I let a weak human escape under my grasp; what on earth was I thinking? How did she win? Why isn't she dead? Luck seems to be on her side every freaking time.I rolled my eyes as the maid dabbed at my wound with a damp cloth, biting back the urge to snatch the rag from her and joyfully strangle her with it to ease my frustration from what happened tonight. The moron was taking forever, acting like leaving seconds in between the dabbing intervals would spare me the sting."Are you completely useless or is this just an act?" I snapped, my patience hanging by a thread. The girl flinched, her hands trembling as she pressed the cloth a little harder. "I … I am sorry, my lady. I just…” "Just what?" I hissed, shoving her hands away. "Do you think I need your pathetic pity? If you can't even handle cleaning a wound, then get out." "N…no, I can do it, my lady," she stammered, quickly reachi
Cassandra's POV I dare not look back to see if she was behind because I knew if she was, she only needed seconds to catch up to me so I ran like my life depended on it because it did.My knee hurt badly, I could barely breathe, my entire existence was in panic, and I thought….Marcus was right. This was not the human world; there was no 911 here; it was a jungle for the fittest and those who were ready to survive.So if I wanted to survive here, I needed to be careful. I needed to be smart. I can’t trust anyone except the one I am running to.I need to get to him, he is the only one that can keep me safe right now.I almost slipped as my body slammed his door, ignoring the pain that came with it, I banged on the door with my trembling fist.The door flew open faster than I expected, revealing Marcus bare-chested, his sharp gaze immediately scanning me. His jaw tightened when he took in my state making his eyes widen with panic. “Cassandra,” his voice was a low growl. “What happe
Cassandra’s POVI sat alone in my room, looking around, it felt like I was in an ancient movie, like a dream.The moon was exceptionally bright, I was starting to adapt to the air but was quite unsure about the aesthetics of the room. I would have to move some things if this would be my room in the long run.Letting out a relieved breath, I fell on the bed with an odd sense of peace, like I belonged here, like this place, despite its dangers, was home. It was strange, I should be terrified. I was separated from Marcus, my only ally in a kingdom of people with strong jaws and claws and yet something about this place pulled at me, whispering to me in a way I couldn’t understand. While I was still basking in the peace I felt, a sharp knock at the door pulled me from my thoughts. I turned, frowning as the door creaked open. A young maid stepped inside, her head bowed respectfully. A tray with a single goblet of wine was in her hands, making me wonder what she was up to as I eye
Bernard’s POVMy mind was a storm of rage, anxiety, and uneasiness as I paced back and forth in my chamber, thinking of my next step, thinking of what I did wrong, thinking of what could be going through the elder's mind, waiting for Lilith to be brought before me.I gulped another goblet of wine as I replayed the scene from the courtroom.My fist banged on the table with my nails digging deep into my palms.Marcus. That bastard. How dare he? What nerve does he have to come before me and ruin everything I have worked for these past years? How dare he challenge me? He can't, and I wouldn't allow him to ruin the world I have built.The thought of losing everything began to show a scene of how I could be banished, how I could have spit and stones thrown at me. I swept a goblet off the table in frustration, shattering it against the wall and watching the wine splash like blood, marking the walls to drown out the infuriating thoughts that were clouding my mind.Just then, the door burs
Marcus' POV“I suggest you go back to where you are coming from, brother; you are not welcome here,” Bernard said, still trying to recover from the chokehold.“That was a smart suggestion, but No, I am here to take back my rightful place in this kingdom, and I didn't come empty-handed,” I smirked, playing joyfully on my lips. “I have evidence that you, the Almighty and most worthy Alpha, killed Beta Jacob.” The courtroom was silent for a second, and then laughter came from all sides of the room except Bernard's; his face was stunned, but he quickly masked it, and it was just a cold, emotionless face.As seconds passed, the laughter became louder, with insulting comments here and there cutting through my pride.I wanted to tear off their jaws so badly and hang them outside to remind people who I am.I was the most feared, respected werewolf in this kingdom. Every word that left my mouth had been law, but now they seem to have forgotten, and I will make sure to remind them soon enough
Marcus’ POVAt the moment I wouldn't call it my home until I clear out all the pests and cobwebs hanging around.The doors to the mansion opened and we stepped in, Cassandra's hand locked in tighter into my arms.“You didn't stay here alone did you?” She said in whispers“They can hear you if they want to, even when you whisper, so anything that comes out of your mouth should be something you don't mind other people hearing.”“Okay, or I could use it to my advantage too.”“Perfect, I knew my girl was the smart one.”“So, who are we here to see?”“I am here to announce my arrival. The mansion houses the throne, and the throne is where I belong.” I explained with my confidence increasing with each word and step.I was expecting the guards to stop me, but they didn't seem well-fed for the job, so they could only leave their jaw hanging as they watched me make my way to the courtroom.We were just five steps away from the courtroom when two guards appeared in front of us,Their bodies wer
Marcus’ POVI stared at her beautiful innocent face once again. I wouldn't deny the part of me that was glad she was coming, but the other part that was just too scared of what might happen to her was more overwhelming.My gaze turned back to the road, the building and bushes we were leaving behind; the closer we got to the border, the more unstable I tended to be. It felt like there was a new opening somewhere in my heart tearing itself apart.This was one of the things I was more scared about: how unstable I could become when I set it into my world again. I had left it all behind for centuries, thinking I had healed, but I merely covered it up with new memories, and now the memories are shedding off.“How long will this journey be?” Cassandra's excited tone cut off my train of thought.“We will get there soon, you won't even know it before we get there.”“Really, what is it like there? Is it just like the human world but with a little more…..”“Barbarism.” I helped her with the wor
Cassandra’s POVI was still wrapped in the blanket, overpowered by Marcus's sexy, strong smell lingering on the fabric.God, it was quite a night, a night I don't mind having continuously.The smile on my face is priceless, I am sure I had the smile on even when I was sleeping.And he thought I would let him go that easily, considering how good he makes me feel. I stretched lazily, hoping to land on his chest, until my fingers reached out and met nothing but empty space. My eyes snapped open and I found him in front of his dresser buttoning up his shirt with so much seriousness.“Where are you going this early?” I asked with a sweet sly smile and a curved hips.“I need to leave early, my love.” He answered, avoiding my gaze.“Yeah, leave to where ?” My tone started to become serious.“ Well I told you I needed to take back what is rightfully mine, so yeah I am going back to the wolf world.” “What?” I scoffed as I climbed out of bed, “We just made up, we just got back together, we s