Once upon a time…

Trigger Warning: emotional abuse, offensive and derogatory language, insults, demeaning and humiliation

Marcellus’ POV

Whenever, Ezel, the Satan within me would fight for control and dominance, the spell they bound him with would drain more energy from me. We were also weakened by devilsbane and corpse flowers. This constant internal turmoil is taking a toll on my already weakened body. I feel knackered and incapacitated.

And then, out of nowhere, I felt a sudden stab in my heart as if someone had driven a hot iron dagger through it. I knew that meant that Konneyard was under attack. Each blow and loss of each warrior weakened me even more than I already was. I felt like I was going to faint. Still, I did my best to hide the throbbing pain that was shattering me inside out from the prying eyes of Noosha, the bitch.

“So, darling, I think it is time for us to share a proper momma and son moment. What do you think…son?” she said with cynicism oozing from every pore of her being. I met