Darell hung up the phone and stomped his hands angrily through his hair. With Marcelyn around, issues seemed to be growing for him, and now that she was in the news, he was unsure of how to address them. He grabbed his phone and checked the internet to see if the news had changed. And without a doubt, Marcelyn-related news was ranking in searches. And people have been searching the area for her.Once they discovered Marcelyn and learned that she was a vampire, it was almost certain that the werewolves would be affected as well sooner or later, and people would start looking for them.Marcelyn was yelled at by Darell, who said, "You see, that is what happens when you don't listen! Now this is all you bring your stubborn self and getting us all into trouble!". She began to realize how serious the situation must be when she noticed the rage in his eyes.As Marcelyn sat across from Darell on the couch, she kept an eye on his facial expressions to see what would happen next. He picked up h
Before she could make another move that he would be too drunk to control, he quickly pushed her hand away from his body. Marcelyn took a small step back while clenching her hands in both directions, slightly regretting her actions. Marcelyn was beginning to enjoy receiving reprimands from him. Had she irritated him once more? Would he yell at her once more? In a similar vein, she was concerned that she wouldn't enrage him in any way because, for some reason, she had come to dislike him by getting angry.He chastised harshly, "Know your limits. Maybe he didn't mean it after all. His wolf kept berating him for pushing her away, but Darell was using his brain to reason that she should be far from him in these situations.Marcelyn remarked, "Tch! You're not even that good-looking," aware that she had just flat-out lied, but duh, she wasn't going to make him feel better about himself either.Darell smiled and wrapped his neck in the towel he was holding. He faced her after turning away f
Marcelyn reached up to his back and pulled him down to herself. His kiss felt too gentle for her liking and that was not what she wanted. She had her palms flat on his back, wanting to get more of him. She pulled more at his lips and he groaned softly again. All ten of his fingers dug through her long hair, caressing her scalp, numbing her senses. He slowly pushed her backward and they went down onto the bed, welcoming. The weight of Darell's body on top of hers felt extraordinary. She felt how all of him was pressed against her, and she continued to inhale his sweet scent. Marcelyn wanted to lick him, but his lips were too good to be separated from. She wanted him to do so more. Darell's breath poured over her face, warming it. Their noses tickled as they greeted each other from both sides. Darell felt himself enjoying the whole process. His hands started to travel down her body. He traced imaginary likes down her bare arm, giving her more tingles. He grabbed her thigh and pul
He dropped the phone and went to lie on the couch. Darell heaved a sigh and stared ahead at nothing. At such a young age, he already had a lot of responsibilities sitting on his shoulders. He has to take care of the pack, take charge of protecting the city from infiltrating werewolves, handle his father's business, and, to top it all, he has to take responsibility for the awakened vampire who turned out to be his mate. Growing up as a child, he has always had things go his way, was pampered by his parents and was even allowed to attend a college in the city. Everything changed the night his father was killed, all the responsibilities left behind were suddenly placed on his shoulders. This was why, as often as he could, Darell made sure that he had fun in clubs to ease the tiredness and exhaustion he always felt. It was a great thing Chris had always been by his side to help him during difficult times. A soft knock came on the door, but Darell was too preoccupied to hear it. Mar
Darell brushed quickly through the papers again. ”But you have already sorted them yourself. Why would you have me have a look at them again?" A suspicious look rose in Darell's eyes. He rested his back on the chair and watched his mother's expression. “Is this really why you called me all the way here even when I had not finished the work I had?” “Of course, that is why I called you back home,” she replied. “This is the urgent thing? Something is definitely fishy…” Darell noted smartly. “There is really nothing to be suspicious of. I only called you back to check on the documents,” she argued. “Fine then, I'd like to take my leave now. I'll be returning to the mansion in two days,” Darell said in a tone of finality, and got on his feet. He made a slight bow and walked to the exit. “I've found you a wife," Aimea announced suddenly, making him stop in his tracks. “What did you say?” Darell asked in shock, turning from the door. “You heard me,” Aimea stated, turning slowly on h
Marcelyn thought hard about what Darell said and shook her head at him in the affirmative. True, she had always felt changes whenever she was close to a man. Even when she wasn't close to him, she still felt the attraction to him. But, she had never thought about what it could mean or how she might have always been feeling sexual attraction towards the man in front of her. She shook her head again to confirm his words."That's because we are mates," Darell said simply and sighed.Marcelyn sighed also. She had been suspecting that such a thing was responsible for the attraction she felt for the man who had taken her by force to where she had now come to life. Since it had come to such lengths, all she had to do was accept the man as he was. Not that she felt repulsed by how he looked when it was the opposite. She felt drawn to him at every little chance she gave her body and allowed it to miss him."Well, so what do we do?" Marcelyn asked Darell, who kept staring at her all the while
No, there were too many factors involved in her stay with him. A stay he knew would end in disaster if he didn't stop it. She would have to go, he would make sure of it. He didn't mind if he had to get her a whole house and furnish it to make her comfortable, but he couldn't afford to let his family find her and let them ridicule her into something less. To do that, he would help to keep her secure and make sure she never lacks anything for the rest of her life."I'll get you an apartment of your own that you will be staying in from now on," Darell announced to her after he had decided in his heart."But, I don't want to go," Marcelyn huffed at him. Like she thought earlier, if he had said all that when they had only just met, then she wouldn't have minded even for a single second. But now, she had grown fond of him and she didn't want to stay away."If it's because of the gadgets that you are seeing here, I'll help you fix everything up at the new house," Darell told her.All his th
Before Marcelyn could say any other thing, Darell walked away from the living room, leaving Marcelyn alone with her thoughts.****Marcelyn stood in front of the Colven packhouse and she sighed loudly. She couldn't believe that she had finally found the place after a month of tedious searching. After she had left Darell's house in anger, she had first tried to get a house to stay in but then she didn't know how to get one. It wasn't like those days when one could easily find and get anything they wanted. All you just had to do was inform someone you know and before the day was over, one would get that thing.She looked at the house again and joy bubbled in her heart. When she had wandered around but still couldn't find a place to stay, she had been angry at Darell for leaving her in that mess. After the many forms of events, she had decided in her heart that she would make herself visible to his family without his knowledge. If he doesn't want to have her around, then his family wou