Marly POV
My heart was racing at the thoughts of another rejection so soon after the last one. The pain had been incredible – nothing I had experienced before, and now it was going to happen again. Clearing his throat, the man in front of me drew my attention to him. This was it. It was happening.
“I do not know that you would survive another rejection,” he replied, bluntly. I looked at him, “Oh,” was all I could muster out of my mouth. “When will you do it?” I asked. “I have never met a woman so quick to be rejected,” he said with a smile. I looked at him and realized what an attractive man he was.
Maxwell was a boy, where this was a grown man who looked like he knew what life was about. “I need to leave here, sooner than later,” I stated. “Why is that?” he questioned. “If I stay, the Alpha is going to make me his mistress,” I whispered. I heard a soft growl, and looked at the man, startled by what I was hearing.
“That is not happening,” the man responded. He stood, and I took a step backwards. I was not certain what he was going to do, but I did not want to take a chance with being hit. “Who are you?” I asked, realizing I did not know his name and the curiousity was killing me.
He held out his hand, slowly, waiting for me to take it. “My name is Carson, and who would you be?” he asked politely. “Marly. Marly Bent,” I said softy. Carson. Even his name was perfect and the sparks that bounced between us as he held my hand was stronger than anything I had felt with Maxwell.
If that was anything to go by, I may very well die during the rejection after all. And I guess that would be a better plight than being stuck with Maxwell while he took my children from me. “Tell me about yourself, Marly,” Carson suggested. I looked at him like he had lost his mind.
“No offence, Carson, but I am not up for small talk. My future is quite literally in your hands. We need to make some decisions, so I can make my escape,” I reminded him. “What if I had an alternative offer for you?” he asked. My heart sunk. Another offer? “No, I am not interested in being your breeder,” I spit out.
He choked for a moment, while he released my hand. “No, I quite agree; I am not looking for a breeder,” he replied. “You certainly are a spitfire,” he said with a smirk. I simply glared at him, not clear what he was meaning. “What if I offered to take you to my pack? No strings attached. You could work as an Omega there,” he offered.
“What about the mate bond?” I asked, uncertain what this all would mean for me. He hesitated, giving some thought to his answer. “I admit, I was not in the market for a mate. Before we make any rash decisions, we can wait until we get to my pack, and go from there,” he suggested.
I looked at him in awe. “And your Alpha will not mind you bringing an Omega to your pack?” I asked. Carson smiled, “I am close to the Alpha. I am confident he would be fine with this decision,” he replied. I simply stood there for a moment, in complete shock at my rejection, but also at finding a second chance mate so quickly. Sadly, another to lose. I am pretty sure the Moon Goddess will not be giving me a third, but I would have to deal with that when the time came.
I slowly held my hand out to Carson. He took my small hand, in his much bigger hand. I felt the sparks bounce between us and felt him lean in towards me. He was staring at my lips, and I could see the color in his eyes changing, indicating his wolf was taking over.
Just as his lips were about to brush mine, there was a sharp knock on the door and it creaked open. Carson jumped away from me, as I stood there simply staring into his beautiful grey eyes. “What the hell do you want Jeff?” Carson demanded of this man. “Just wondering what we are doing in here?” he asked.
Carson’s eyes went glazy, the look wolves get when they mind-link one another. He was saying something to Jeff that he did not want me to hear. Probably that he was stuck with me as his mate. I saw Jeff smile. Yep, they were laughing at me. Getting angry, I simply stalked out of the room and left Carson behind.
Escaping was my only choice, and I would do so now. I entered the hallway and saw another woman standing there. I recognized her from the pack, but did not know her. “Marly,” I heard from behind me, but I ignored it and kept moving forward. I needed to get out of here.
As I entered the lobby I knew Carson was on my heels, but I kept moving forward. I saw my mother and father there, and was moving towards them to tell them I was leaving, when my father backhanded me across the cheek. I staggered backwards and would have fallen, had Carson not caught me.
“Who the hell are you and why would you touch my mate?!?”.
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Marly POV Tears continued streaming down my face. I had ignored everyone I saw as I raced towards the forest. I needed to run. To be with Layla, my wolf, as we recognized what this meant for us. And what this meant for our relationship with Carson. All was lost and there was not a damn thing we could do to change it. I quickly shifted, not caring that I had destroyed my clothes. Layla shook out her fur and took off quickly, racing through the forest. Everything was a blur; racing past us as she ran to get rid of her anger and hurt at what had transpired in the dungeon. “It was not his fault,” she said softly. I knew it was not, but I was not ready nor prepared to forgive what had transpired. Before long I sensed someone coming up behind me. Before I could make a move to get into a defensive position, I saw Carson’s Lycan wolf, Kane, race up beside us. He nudged closer to us, trying to get us to slow down.
Marly POV I was going to vomit. I raced out of the dungeons, hearing Carson yell for me to wait. I hit the door running and bent over, bracing my hands on my knees. I spilled all the food I had eaten, and then some, at the knowledge of what had just happened. We had lost everything in one careless move. In that moment I hated Carson and most especially his father. Carson came up behind me putting his hand on my back. I moved away from him in disgust. His father shuffled out of the dungeon, “What is it? What is wrong?” he asked, confused at what was happening. “You are what is wrong!” I screamed at him. Carson stood back, shocked at what I had stated. “You destroyed everything!” I continued as tears streamed down my cheeks. “Marly, he did not know,” Carson started to say when I cut him off. “We knew; we knew what could happen!” I cried out, frustration in my voice. Carson took a cautious step forward, “
Carson POV We walked slower than usual, allowing my father to keep up with us. I cringed to think what had happened to him over the years. I could see that one of his leg’s had been damaged. I could not sense his wolf. I was not wanting to raise any uncomfortable thoughts for him, so I would wait until he was ready to discuss it. We walked into the dungeon and immediately heard John shouting. He knew when we had entered the building and instantly had to make his presence known. We walked down the corridor and turn towards his cage. I noticed my father was looking at the various Rogues in the cages. “Do you recognize anybody?”, I asked softly. My father shook his head, “No, but I have a sense of sadness for those in captivity. Having been held captive for so many years,” he admitted sadly. Perhaps there was much to learn from my father and his experience. Could we be treating those who betray us differen
Marly POV I stepped forward cautiously, listening to the sounds around me. The panic in the voices of the medical team. The yelling of Carson’s father, trying to break free from Carson. And somewhere in all of that I caught a brief echo of a sound. Carson’s mother’s heartbeat. Albeit it was weak but it was still there. Amidst the panic, I held up my hand, “Wait!” I commanded, wanting to draw attention to the fact that she still had a heartbeat. With the chaos, they were setting up to use a defibrillator on her, and I knew that would be the thing that would kill her. Everyone paused, and the doctor looked at me in shock. “How did you know?” he asked, as everyone took a step back and checked the machines. “Just a good guess,” I replied, as I heard Carson’s father quiet down, “What is happening?” he asked. “She is back,” the doctor stated, wiping his brow. Carson released his father, so that he could step towards his mate.
Marly POV I had to admit, Elder John’s words terrified me. I was afraid of Carson being taken away from me at a moment’s notice. No warning. Just the showing up of his fated mate. I could not breathe if I spent too much time thinking about what that loss would feel like. Carson has assured me it will not happen, but I know life is not a guarantee. It can be cruel, and heartless. As I listened to the Elder’s words, I put my hand on Carson’s arm. I knew he was ready to destroy the Elder, but I wanted a chance to read him once again. I used our mind-link to share that with Carson. “Let me try to read him again,” I suggested, as Carson looked to me. “Are you certain?” he asked through our mind-link. “Yes, I need to know what he knows,” I reasoned as I took a step towards the Elder. “Going to try to read me again, Omega?” John taunted, as I looked at him calmly. “We both know I am not an Omega, no thanks to your betrayals,” I
Carson POV It had been a couple days since we had returned to the Full Moon Pack. Marly and I had been making up for lost time, just spending time together and managing the day-to-day pack business. Visiting my parent who were slowly but surely mending from years of abuse. But now, I recognized, it was time to address the demons in our midst. Primarily Elder John, Elder Timothy, Jenna and anyone else who was a threat to our happiness. Marly came up behind me, wrapping her arms around my waist. Feeling her lips kiss my back, I smiled before turning around and holding her in my arms, “I missed you,” I murmured, my lips on hers. She chuckled, “You just saw me,” she reminded me. “It was a long wait,” I teased, as she kissed me back. I groaned against her lips, “As much as I want to continue this, we have things to deal with,” I reminded her. She growled softly, “Do we have to?” she asked. “We both know we do. We need to figure