Freya's POV Every woman wishes to be the energy in their lover's muscles. The man who can make them feel safe, protected, and loved without tripping or stumbling, but it hurts like hell to discover that you were his weakness, not his strength.The fact that he sputtered the words showed how much he despised me for coming along and being a hindrance to his power and Might. The words kept resonating in my ears, and the scene kept washing over me like a wave. I deduced from the expressions on his face, the sadness in his voice, and the disappointment that seemed to permeate him, as if I were something unwelcome that belonged in the trash…..I guessed. I knew then that there would never be anything more between us. He will always see me as someone who ruined everything from the beginning, and of course he's right if he thinks it that way. I looked up to the sky and tears rolled down my cheeks as I sobbed silently, feeling utterly miserable with myself because this wasn't what I wa
With Anger written in capital letters on his forehead, and agony displayed over his countenance, Trevor grasped his revolver and holstered it. He was ranting and soliloquizing as he kept on preparing...... preparing for a straight head on fight. "I'll save that ludic chum before he'll lose his neck....... Jekyll will feel my return today, the return of the Dagon", he mumbled as he strapped in his belt two daggers and stacks of deadly darts. He was about to leave the room when Tigreal banged in, sweat dripping from off his face as if he was being chased. "What the hell is going on?..... Who's chasing you?", Trevor screamed out loudly with fear, getting his guns ready for action. "Screw you Son of a gun. Do you know how to do anything else except holding a gun?", Tigreal chuckled. "Do I look like someone who's in the mood for entertainment right now?. I'm going to bathe Jekyll in a blood pool today and then free that son of a bitch who always claims to be something big or w
They sneaked in like rats, crawling and tiptoeing through the shadows of Jekyll's world, an abandoned street. They were so quiet that they could have been invisible if it weren't for their footsteps crunching on the gravel beneath them. The moonlight was bright enough to see by as long as you kept your eyes low against its glare, but even then there would be no way for anyone else to notice anyone sneaking around at this hour. "Something's off ......These men were not Jekyll's bodyguards. Something's happening here, I'm certain", Trev whispered to Tig. Hearing this, Tig sniffed the air, hoping to catch a whiff of the hoodlums stationed outside Jekyll's laboratory. Unfortunately, he couldn't because he was already losing his special abilities as a result of the Alpha's Marble in Freya's belly."I'm turning to a man, dammit. I'm withering away and my strength is fading; how I wish I could grab this marble one more time "Tig bubbled up in his chest.Trev was about to make a move whe
Trevor was overjoyed that his long-held wish had finally come true and spent several minutes laughing before formulating the most painful way to kill Jekyll.Trev gritted his teeth as he approached Jekyll and delivered a plosive punch that struck him in the cheeks and dislocated his chin. "What death could be more painful than being dipped into a burning chemical?, something more painful than death itself?" He grumbled. Jekyll fell backwards, rolling on the ground with excruciating agony and blood dripping down his cheeks."Ow… ow…. Ow…." He screamed while clutching his jaw from the pain."I know you're still alive because your mouth is moving" Trev said mockingly while looking at the man who was now lying motionless on the floor. "When you threw his first daughter into that flaming chemical tube, I wonder what my father would have said. Doesn't my Dad beg for mercy before you kill his wife? I wonder how my mother would have felt to see her son being thrown into a chemical tube i
"You don't have to do this, little boys; I'm not going to flee now that we're on the same side," Jekyll said, attempting to persuade Trevor not to handcuff him."Jerks like you shouldn't be trusted; I'd rather trust a runaway vagabond than a bloody psychopath like you," Trev snarled."And, mind you, we're not on the same side. You're my prisoner; I hope you understand what that means. It means I can blow your head off at any freaking second," Trev affirmed as he bolted the handcuffs by the car door and slammed it shut. He then turned around, his eyes blazing with rage. His face was covered in sweat from the heat of the day and anger. Bright sunlight shone down upon them, but it did nothing to ease their angst or brittle. They yearn for vengeance with an insatiable fervor, and Jekyll's blood is the only thing that can quell their fury.. Trev suggested, "My anxiety is getting the best of me. How about you go in to confuse her and I'll stay behind guarding Jekyll from running"."And wha
A gigantic doorway was before them, gleaming like gold yet terrifying to see."Is this a nightmare?Are we really going to pass through this horrible thing?" Trevor snarled, his gaze drawn to the shimmering gate in front of him.It was a terrifying vision, for what lay before their eyes was emptiness itself; an infinite abyss that seemed to suck all light away from its surroundings. The only light came from within themselves, where they could vividly see each other's features mirrored back at them with great clarity."This looks more like alien portals in the marvel universe. If the gateway could look creepy like this, I wonder what hell could be waiting for us inside. Or is there any other way apart from this?", Freya inquired of Jekyll, with fear revealed in her shaky voice. Yes", said Jekyll, his voice calm despite their situation; he seemed unfazed by what they were about to do. He looked down at his feet before continuing, "The only way is forward..... Forward to hell", replied
When he thought things were getting better, when he felt loved and ready to forget all his furies and rages, they came back upon him like a storm on a comfy day. His heart was heavy as lead. He couldn't sleep; nor eat, though he wasn't given any.His rage was fueled by the agony of the memories, which filled every direction his eyes glanced with painful memories that tore at his heart.Every single eye movement brings back memories of his late mother, her beautiful smile, and white furs that sparkle in the dark. The pleasant aroma of her hair that tickles his nose every time she embraces or kisses him goodbye before leaving for work. Her gentle touch which makes his heart skip a beat every time he feels it while clutching his little hand.The more these memories flooded his mind, the more he resented himself for being weak enough to lose such a lovely mother. And now, after all this time, this is what he's become? A man who lost everything due to his own weakness. "They're simpl
Tigreal's heartbeat intensified at hearing that comment; he hoped it wasn't true, knowing that she wouldn't survive if she was truly in the wolves' territories."Where? Where is she?" Balmond questioned suspiciously"She's on her way here, sir, with her entourage." "I've given my guards orders to bring her to you," Blake said quietly.Balmond groaned heavily and smirked evilly at Tigreal."Go ahead and get her; I'll take care of her myself." Nothing beats watching one's sweetheart in pain...... can't wait to see that happen," he said.Tigreal could no longer control his fear and anxiety, fearing the worst. His heart pounded fast as thundering waves of blood rushed through his veins. All he wanted now was to run away with his lover, anywhere far away from here. To find a place where he wouldn't feel any harm, or maybe a cave where he'd hide forever. "This countenance looks familiar, this is the face of a crybaby wishing to run away. Yeah, running and fleeing is your thing. You can nev