Marcus couldn't believe what he just heard from his Alpha. Why did he suddenly pick an interest in the cabbage girl? "What!? Why??" Marcus asked still frustrated.
"You can't just sit there. Meet me in my study." Alpha Galan demanded, banging the door behind him.The lady, however, seemed irritated because of the way Alpha Galan barged inside the room. "Jeez! What was that for?" She asked getting up from the bed."Where are you going to?" Marcus asked with a questioning look on his face."Going to get my clothes of course." The lady retorted."Why are u suddenly being so rude? Have you lost it?" Marcus seemed infuriated by her act. He left the bed fully dressed and walked up to the half-naked woman who just yelled at him.For a second, she was scared because of the way Marcus seemed to approach her. "Can't we just have our privacy? That man from earlier seems like a terrifying beast." She spat."Hey! Mind your tongue," Marcus warned. He left her presence, heading towards the door, Alpha Galan was already a handful."Fucking Bastard!" He heard the woman curse.Marcus slowly turned around in her direction. He was fed up already. The woman, however, was focused on leaving the mansion and didn't see Marcus coming.Fucking Bastard! The word rang in Marcus' head. Within a blink of an eye, Marcus' grip was tightened around the woman's neck as he pinned her to the wall."What did you just call me?" He asked furiously with a disdainful look on his face.The woman couldn't breathe, she begged to be set free but Marcus couldn't hear her plea because he was focused on having her as his prey."I'm..so...sorry. I didn't know you were still in here." She shutters, trying to break free from Marcus' tightened grip but all her effort was of no use.A smirk played on Marcus' lips, seeing the pitiful look on the woman who just called him a fucking bastard earlier made his heart rejoice.The lady was slowly out of breath. Marcus tightened his grip, even more aggressively this time because he was focused on taking the life of the innocent soul.His slender fingers were replaced with a dreadful claw, his claws pierced into her skin, the lady screamed endlessly, she couldn't endure the painful torture."Your cry is like music to my ears." Marcus chuckled darkly.The wall was stained with blood, and so was his claws. When he noticed that his prey was out of life, he let her lifeless body fall on the floor.Marcus felt strange, his body wasn't the way it used to be, she felt a sudden surge of power run through his veins. He looked at his hand stained with blood, his claws were gone. He clenched his fist and worked out of the room, heading towards Alpha Galan's study.He opened the mental door of Alpha Galan's study, smiling mischievously at the man sitting on the desk.Alpha Galan glanced at Marcus, he felt like slapping that smile off his face. "What took you so long?""I had to take care of her, you know..."Alpha Galan knew something was up with Marcus, he sensed that something was defined wrong. He examined Marcus, using his eyes to scam him, until both of their eyes locked. "What the fuck!? Marcus? What happened to your eyes? Did you just take the life of an innocent soul?"Silence followed Alpha Galen's question. They suddenly forgot about the reason they were in the study.*******"Grandma, what are you doing?" I asked my grandmother who suddenly hide the book she was writing on under her bed."What do you think I am doing?" She asked with guilt written all over her face."Yoga?" I chuckled. "Grandma, you were doing Yoga? You're old already?" I couldn't help but laugh at the awkward position she was doing on her mat."Shut up, child. I need to enjoy the remaining years I have to live before I join my ancestors." Grandma said, gesturing for me to help her get up with some hand signals that I perfectly understood.Hearing Grandma say she wanted to enjoy the remainder of her years made my heart clench. If only she knew that she had some days left and not years. I just couldn't bring myself to tell her.Noticing my change of mood, Grandma held my chin, gazing into my eyes as if searching for some unknown answers. "What's wrong, Theia?" She asked with a worried look sitting on her face."Nothing's wrong, Grandma." I forced a smile. "I was looking everywhere for you.""I was inside my room all day. You probably didn't search everywhere." Grandma laughed."Fine, you got me there. I was worried about you." I held her palm tightly, squeezing it as if my life depends on her. "Well, I have good news for you.""What's the good news?""Let's go to the living room. I made huge sales today and I bought enough foodstuffs." Thinking about the sales I made was enough to bring me joy and the joy was caused by my guardian angel."That's great, Theia. You can handle the store perfectly. Did you come across a handsome-looking man with golden eyes by any chance?" Grandma asked, sitting tiredly on the couch."About that, I did meet him and he bought all the cabbages. He's my guardian angel." I smiled while the image of my guardian angel was portrayed in my head."Speaking of guardian angel, I'm going to hook you up with him.""What? Grandma!?" I slightly slapped her shoulder out of embarrassment making her laugh heartily."You ain't a child anymore, Theia." She stood up from the couch and headed towards the kitchen and of course, I followed her."What are you up to, grandma?""Let's go deliver these cabbages to Mr. Mario. I'll go get dressed." And with that she went to her room, leaving me with the task of arranging Mr. Mario's cabbages.For some reason, I didn't have a good feeling about this delivery and it was a cold evening. I couldn't talk to grandma who just came out of her room fully dressed it. I didn't know why grandma was fully dressed when she was just going to do some delivery.As the night wore on, we found ourselves at the cabbage store, awaiting Mr. Mario amidst tightly packed cabbages. "Grandma, the hours have stretched so long," I sighed wearily, standing sentinel outside the store, yearning for his appearance.Grandma stole glances at her wristwatch, yet her composure remained unyielding. I expected panic, a change of heart, but no—she was determined to stay."Why persist, Grandma? Let's return home. The cold may claim you," concern laced my voice, yet Grandma's smile reassured me. That's when I noticed her attire, a blue dress adorned with a vibrant red scarf. "What's the occasion, Grandma?" I asked, my curiosity piqued."Occasion, dear? Why, none at all. Just a desire to slay, you know," she said, with a twinkle in her eyes.Her words made me laugh, almost choking on mirth. "Slay? On this chilly night?""Why not embrace the night's allure?" Grandma asked, her expression now serious."It's peculiar." The air fell tense, and I quickly diverted from the
The journey to the land filled with misery was long and tiring. The road stretched endlessly before us, and the weariness in my bones was becoming unbearable. I found myself sitting alone in the back seat of the car while Mr. Mario, a stern-looking man with an air of mystery about him, drove with determination.As the hours passed, my eyes grew heavy, and I could feel the embrace of sleep slowly enveloping me. Unbeknownst to me, time slipped away, and my consciousness faded into the realm of dreams."Lass! Lass!" I heard Mr. Mario's urgent voice calling out to me. I stirred, my eyelids fluttering open, only to find his face inches away from mine, wearing an unsettling smirk.Startled and disoriented, I quickly pulled back. "What in the world! Get your ugly face out of my sight," I yelled, thoroughly disgusted by his audacity.Mr. Mario seemed unfazed by my outburst. "Girl, you lack manners, but worry no more because in here, they'll instill good manners in you," he retorted, a hint of
Marcus still in Alpha Galan's study told his alpha everything he needed to know about his change of eye color. From his golden yellow eyes, his eyes became a deep cold steel blue. Alpha Galan knew something was up with Marcus immediately after he saw his eye color but he needed to hear it from the horse's mouth."I can't believe you of all people will get mad over an insult." Alpha Galan's face was void of any emotions bringing forth no humor in his words. He continued flipping through the document pages with his glass on."I just don't know why I got mad over it. Something lured me into taking her life that I can't comprehend. Besides, why did you summon me here and what's with the glasses? It looks so awful on you." Marcus said kissing his teeth as he relaxed on the chair opposite Alpha Galan.Alpha Galan glared at him for calling his glasses awful. "Fuck, Marcus! I look damn gorgeous in this glass." Alpha Galan complimented himself still throwing shades at Marcus."Why don't you se
Alpha Galan, still in his study, arranged the documents and placed them in his suitcase. His mind was reeling in the woman in his visions. She was distressed and he couldn't save her. Why was she in distress? Why couldn't he save her? His inner thoughts made him feel uneasy.Shaking his anxiety off, he stood up from the swivel chair and exited the study room. He remembered having a business meeting with soon business associates and thought maybe that can make him think less about the red-haired woman. Alpha Galan stood before the grand mirror in his luxurious bedroom, adjusting the crisp white collar of his tailored business suit. The dark fabric hugged his broad shoulders and accentuated his commanding presence. He fastened a sleek silver tie with precision, the tie clip gleaming in the soft glow of the room's ornate chandelier. As he straightened the cuffs of his shirt, his cold red eyes met their reflection in the mirror.Satisfied with his appearance, Alpha Galan left his room and
Still at the Slave Establishment, I was led inside by the man to whom Mr. Mario had sold me. Throughout the journey, the man remained silent, and it wasn't until we reached a small house at the back of the establishment that he finally spoke."This will be where you'll stay for now, and a job will be assigned to you later on," he said before leaving.I let out a deep sigh, sitting on the cold ground, and embraced myself while my mind was still reeling from thoughts of my grandmother. The night gave way to the bright rays of the sun, but the misery of this place made it unbearable to sleep."Why am I so unfortunate?" I yelled, tears threatening to fall from my face."We all are unfortunate. It just happens to be our fate," came a faint voice in response.The voice seemed to originate from inside the small house. Curious, I went in to find a beautiful woman lying on the floor, her messy hair covering her face, and her ragged clothing giving her a disheveled appearance. Yet, despite her
I stood still, my face etched with frustration and irritation. Seeing the basket full of undies and how dirty they are made me almost lose my sanity. Mr. Old Face had shown me a place where I could get water and detergent to wash them up, he gave me a dreadful warning before he left.Things were really getting out of hand this time and I've never imagined myself washing a basket full of undies, this was inappropriate and ridiculous.I used the tip of my index finger and thumb to raise one of them, bringing it closer to my nose, only to drop it on the ground after perceiving an awful odor."Eww!" I cried.My eyes met with a clean bucket that was filled with water, I thought maybe it'll be easier having the clean water in the bucket for rinsing but it solely got worst, and I couldn't bring myself to wash them. Not until I saw a man approaching me.The man appeared disheveled and unkempt, with tattered clothing that showed signs of wear and tear. His face bore traces of dirt and grime, m
With my mind still reeling at the thought of my mystery helper, I went to the small house I shared with Marsha in other to feed my grumbling stomach. It was a long walk and I was starting to feel weak. I managed to push my way to the small house only to witness a dire scene in front of me.Marshmallow's voice filled the hushed air, she was pleading and begging to be set free. Mr. Old Face, however, was groaning out of the immense pleasure he was receiving from torturing Marsha in his way.I stood by the corner of the wrecked door, peeping in to get a clear picture of what was going on, only to see Mr. Old Face lying on top of Marsha, shirtless. "Fuck!" I muttered. The scene was irritating and it make my stomach clean, making to puke. This was molestation and Marsha was the victim here. Was the part of being a slave too? I gathered enough confidence and strolled into the house, pushing Mr. Old Face away from Marshmallow with all my might.The man fell to the ground with his head hitti
The meeting hall was bathed in dim light as Alpha Galan presided over the gathering of his most trusted advisors and warriors. The scent of fresh pine wafted through the room, calming the tense nerves of his pack members. The atmosphere crackled with anticipation, as each member eagerly awaiting the alpha's command.Before Alpha Galan could utter a word, his phone rang in the middle of the meeting making his glares at his phone and the caller ID made him frown. He took the phone and placed it on silence before proceeding with his meeting."We must be vigilant, my brothers and sisters", Alpha Galan's voice resonated with authority. "The human encroachment into our territory has escalated, and they are hunting us with increased ferocity. We cannot let the bloodlust go unpunished!"The room filled with a chorus of growls and affirmations, echoing the pack's determination to protect their home and their kind. Marcus nodded in agreement, his loyalty and respect for his leader evident in his