Nobela ni Mordsith

Julian’s povI didn’t know what to do as I was caught off guard. The guests stared at us and I knew whatever actions I took would either make this relationship between Carlos and I get better, or it would destroy us to pieces.What was going to do next? I had no idea, but something had to be done.I looked at the ring. It was pure diamond from what I could see. His face was looking sober. He wasn’t drunk at all. He was serious.The thought of being married brought fear and tension into my mind.I had gone through hell with Silas. Getting married again didn’t seem like something I wanted to do anymore. I just needed sometime to myself. I didn’t need to spend it on anyone else.Getting married to Carlos was something I had not imagined before.I had always thought we’d have fun, yes, but marriage? I mean, dating, yeah, everybody had to date each other to know they were compatible, but marriage seemed too serious. It wasn’t even up to a year before I was broken away from Silas. Now I ha

Julian’s povWe got to the bar as we sat down and I waved to the bartender.“Scotch, neat,” I said as the man nodded and turned to Carlos.“Same with him,” he said as the bartender went ahead to make our orders. I looked around the party and took a mental note of the people there. The so called investors, the girls and boys who had shown up to be side attractions and the people who talked without an end.Carlos took a sip of his drink when it arrived before he looked at me.“So… we are not going to talk about what happened?”I sighed and took a sip of mine, feeling the burn in my throat. I didn’t want anything that would cause me to think about what had happened earlier.“I don’t want to talk about it,” I said after getting a little confidence back.He shook his head. “I can’t believe this. You’re trying to say that all what happened out there is going to be swept under the carpet?”I shrugged. “Exactly. It’s not the first time that it’s happened before. I know it’s not going to be t

Julian’s povThe times went by without me noticing as soon, a month had passed and Carlos and I were getting really serious. We had been on numerous dates and we had even been to so many parties we had had our pictures taken multiple times by the paparazzi.I could tell that overtime, he was getting more and more protective of me and keeping people who wanted to harm me at bay.At first, I had warned him about his attitude of being aggressive, but he had told me it was because he cared for me that he was keeping me safe.My mother had warned me of his attitude but I still refused to listen to her.“He’s controlling you,” she had said to me after Carlos had pushed my butler out of the house for bringing me the wrong meal.“No, he’s protecting me. Why are you taking the butlers side on this?”She scoffed after I said that and shook her head. “You don’t see it. This is how it all starts. He starts to make you feel special and then he pushes everyone out of your life and by the time you r

Julian’s povJust as I was done with the meeting that I had with the investors, I looked around and noticed they were all still staring at me. “What?” I asked as they shook their heads, but I wasn't buying it. “Just tell me what the issue is and I will try my best to not get mad. I promise.”They still didn't buy it but I didn't care. I shrugged, “if no one says anything, how am I going to help you with what you need?”They exchanged glances before the leader of the board got up. He was in his early fifties. I had hired him because of his experience in the workforce. “So we were thinking of having a gala or at least going for one where some of our workers can merge with other businesses and at least get an idea of how the camaraderie works.”He had made a great sense and it wasn't as stupid as I had earlier thought it to be.I gave him a nod and turned to the rest of the board.“You know, if you have ideas to tell me, instead of hiding it, you can just show up and tell me. That woul

Silas’s povAfter the call with Julian, I dropped the phone on the bed and went to talk to the carer taking care of the baby. She was having a hard time tracking care of the baby and I could tell from the line of concentration and the bead of sweat lined up on her cheek.“Is anything the matter?” I asked as I wringed my hands while standing there like a lost child.She took a break from cooing the child and turned to me, frustration etched on her face. “There is a lot going on here Mr Silas. The baby appears to be sick.”That was something I had not expected to hear from her and I was already terrified from hearing that.“I guess I'll need to call the orphanage and ask for a refund because there is no way they will give me a sick baby and ask me to be silent. Not happening under my watch.”She then sighed and picked up her bag like she was ready to leave. “You’re going already?” I asked, my eyes widened in shock. “This isn't part of my job description sir,” she said like she didn't

Julian’s pov“Hey, how is it going there?” Carlos said to me while I was getting into my room and closing the door behind me. I stood there and leaned my back against the surface of the door. It was cool, just what I needed at the time. I took my time before I answered the person thinking about what I wanted to say to them.“That is okay I suppose.”“And mom isn’t mad at you?”I sighed. “Well, we did fix things.”I then walked to the window to look out.“We had a talk. I think the woman hates you less now.”He chuckled. “I have you to thank for.”“She and I were able to find some common ground and that is a good thing.”“And what things did you two actually talk about if I might ask?”I narrowed my eyes while concentrating on a distant light that caught my attention.“How about we don’t talk about that right now? I have a lot to handle at the moment.”I hoped he would notice how straightforward I was and he would take that as an indication that I didn’t want to talk.“I’m guessing yo

Dante’s povIt didn't take long before I was standing before them. My pack.I limped to the front, refusing the arm one of my betas offered. Pain screamed through my body, but I stood tall anyway. An Alpha didn’t show weakness, not when eyes like these needed something stronger to cling to.I scanned the crowd, my throat tight. So many faces missing. So many eyes red with grief.I forced myself to speak. “We fought. We bled. We survived.”The murmur rippled through them, soft but steady.I let out a breath. “Rowan is gone. His pack scattered. The traitors among us…” My eyes cut toward the corner where several elders knelt in chains, their heads bowed. “They will pay. They thought they could weaken us from within, that they could gamble with our lives. They were wrong.”One of them lifted his head, sneering. “You think locking us away will change anything? You’re young, Dante. Hot-blooded. The council has guided this pack for generations…”“Enough!”I stepped closer, my claws itching

Dante’s povI dragged my boots through the drying mud, standing at the border of pack territory. My body hurt in every way it knew how to, muscles shredded and screaming, a cracked rib or two, and the bond with Selene still humming, thank gods she wasn’t dead.But the moment I entered the packhouse I noticed a burn of energy. I looked ahead to see Axel standing in the center of the courtyard, with his arms crossed. His eyes burning red. A few of the elders who I knew had gone against me, stood beside him. Their expressions were hard to read.I froze. “This has to be a joke.”He smiled. “I’m not. You’re weak, Dante. And I won’t let you lead this pack into chaos any longer,” he spat over his shoulder… no doubt loud enough for a dead Rowan to hear.“You think this is what I wanted?” I sighed.“You a weak just like your father. You are nothing. And I will make sure that you regret everything you’ve done in this pack.“You choose this minute?” I said, shaking my head. “After we’ve been su

Dante’s povThe world smelled of iron and smoke as wolves around me clashed and clawed themselves to the ground. Blood streamed down my chest from a gash as I didn’t care.I looked ahead and saw rowan there as I knew this fight was going to be a hard one.He was bigger than I remembered, his wolf a hulking brute, scarred muzzle foaming red. He bared his teeth.“Dante!” His voice thundered across the clash. “This ends tonight!”I snarled, circling him. “You should’ve stayed in your grave, Rowan. You’ve already lost.”He laughed, low and guttural. “Your pack’s bleeding. Your walls are falling. And your Luna…”I was on him before he could complete it, my claws scoring furrows across his face as I batted the wolf away."Cowards like you," I snarled, teeth nipping an inch from his throat, "don't get to say her name." He howled. “You can’t win, Dante!” “I already have!”I drove him into the mud, pushing against his back, until he buckled and his eyes widened in fear. “Wait…”Too late. My

Dante’s povThe first sound was the bell. Low, heavy, and ugly. It didn’t ring unless death was walking in.I woke up with a start from bed, my heart slamming into my ribs, as Selene woke up too, with her hair a mess and her eyes wide open.“Dante… what is that?”“The war bell.” My voice was rough, already moving, already pulling on clothes.Her face drained of color. “No. Not now…”I grabbed her shoulders, forcing her eyes on me. “Listen to me. You stay here. Do not leave this room. No matter what you hear. Do you understand?”She shook her head, tears filling fast. “Dante, don’t…”I cut her off with a sharp kiss, tasting her fear. “We’ll win. But I need you safe. Promise me.”She swallowed hard. “I promise.”I tore myself away, every step a war between instinct and duty. As I rushed through the Hallway, the bells roared even louder. By the time I got to the courtyard, the air was already filled with screams and the savage house of wolves ripping through the midnight.“Form ranks!”

Dante’s povI had another matter to attend to. The housekeepers stood by the living room, glancing at me as if anticipating instructions. I coughed, tugged my collar and eventually uttered, “I’d like a dinner tonight. I mean… not mere food on the table. A proper dinner. A romantic one. Candles and flowers… and all that.”One of them, Lira, the boldest, arched a brow. “Romantic? For the Luna?”“Yes. For the Luna,” I snapped, then sighed and softened my voice. “She’s been through enough. I want her to feel . . . seen. Safe. Like she belongs.”The younger maid clapped her hands together. “We can set the balcony, Alpha. Lights strung along the railing. Red roses. Maybe even music?”“Do it,” I said.They scattered like birds, whispering among themselves. I could see them carrying trays of fruits and flowers and candles. The clinking of crystal and silver; the sound of fabric being dragged on carpeted floors… all were rolled into a low storm of busyness.I moved around, much like a restles

Dante’s povSelene touched her belly softly. “We can do that.”I leaned in closer to her ear. “We already are.”She flushed, swatting at me lightly. “Don’t flirt in front of the doctor.”The doctor laughed. “Trust me it is good for the baby.”Selena smiled. “Oh God, can we go home now? I’m really exhausted.”I gave her a little nod and stood up while offering my hand to her. She took it and got to her feet.“So let’s go and celebrate.”“Celebrate how?”I smirked. “You’ll see.”***Axel’s povI looked around the council hall as I felt the fire from them curling up into the roof. I smiled and leaned back in my chair with my arms crossed across my chest. Anna shuffled through the papers before me while she looked around like she was delivering some kind of grand sermon.I looked at the elders who sat scatter around the long book table.Old men with silver hair, scarred faces, and tired eyes. They didn’t look like warriors anymore, but I knew better… half of them had spilled more blood th