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Clara Torres (POV)The morning sun poured into my room through the glassy window, leaving the reflection of yesterday's activity. My eyelids felt like the weight of lead, slowly drooping like sunset. I leaned forward, elbows on knees, as if trying to hold myself upright.My body was rigid compared to the soft bed I was sitting on. I yawned heavily, still feeling sleepy, yesterday's stress was still etched in my bones. Every fiber of my body resonates in pain, my hair falls over my shoulder in a discomforting state.I dozed off while waiting for Marcus to come to my room yesterday because I heard him talking to Elder Rowan downstairs against my wish.I stood up from the bed and matched towards the bathroom to prepare myself for the day's work. Planning on stopping by at the estate because I needed an explanation as to why everyone around me was acting weird.Elena didn't sound like herself yesterday, it was as if everyone knows what's going on except for me. I feel so left out and outd
Elena Torres (POV)I had a thorough bath when we got home from the warehouse, despite the sharp pain I was having in my lower stomach. Andrew advised me to take my bath and change into something comfy while he went to get Ken.The blood I saw coming down from my lower part must be from the ones I got from the warehouse because why not, I was even afraid we would branch to a public bathroom instead of bringing the stench into the house.Selene was more focused on the love series showing on the television to be concerned with whatever was going on in the house. She has been suspiciously quiet these days and I find it unsettling.I dried my body with the small towel and chose to wear a black nightwear, a shirt and short pants since it was dark already. I lay down in bed and the day's incident began to wear off on me.I was too tired to think of anything at this point, I turned to my left to sleep when my phone rang. It was Clara, my body shook in fear as her face slipped into my memory.
Marcus Kane (POV)I left home immediately. I had my shower after the hunting thing. Different thoughts were running through my mind and I was bent on finding Clara and forcing the truth out of her. I was already parked in the small space in front of her 'company' as she normally calls it.I dialed her number just to ascertain if she was really at work today or not. I refused to believe that she set her foot here today. I went to the crochet section before I came back to my car and I was told she was at the bar section for today.I was kind of relieved. Maybe that was what I wanted to hear so bad. That she wasn't the one in the warehouse or it's just my instinct trying to justify her so badly. I leaned against the car, closing my eyes. I could still remember telling her where I was going to this morning and what I was going to do.I called her again for the third time and she answered, her voice was soothing. I could feel the stress of the day sipping out of my body but I couldn't hold
Clara Torres (POV)I was busy at the bar section being a Friday, the bar was full to the brim as always. My messy bun was no help, I picked the habit of putting the hairs behind my ear every minute so the strand of it won't fall into the wine I'm mixing. I wonder why Mr Clement would have me working in the bar section today of all days knowing how crazy it always gets on Friday. His excuse was that the customers complained about the other servers. That their eyes were too strong and it spoils their appetite. What a ludicrous reason, I had to bite down the rude comments burning on my tongue because I actually like working here. Glancing at the closed door, hoping someone else would take my place over the loud music and the never ending serving with a fake smile planted on my face except on rare occasions when the customer is polite and friendly and well maybe the flirty ones. Mr Clement waved his hand at me from across the room and I was craving to send the bottle of champagne in m
Marcus Kane.I closed my eyes briefly, just to be sure my eyes were not deceiving me. Doing that for decades won't change the person sitting on a chair a few meters away from me with tobacco in between her fingers. I've never been this surprised all my life.It looks like a script straight out of a well written movie. I mean, which other explanation could I possibly give this. I laughed so hard my stomach hurts, the men with her wore a confused look.The men attacked us with full speed but I was quick to find my bearing before he could decorate my face with his claw. The men were strong, I fought with anger, tearing them apart before they could shift into their form. I was blinded by anger, questioning my worth and the times I spent with her for the past three months. Clara had already escaped before we finished fighting the men, four of them were already dead aside from the two guys Andrew fought with. He only overpowered them, so they wouldn't be able to attack.My men came to take
Elena TorresMarcus suggested I go one lane after instructing the driver to take me to moon's know where. I plugged in my headphones and relaxed in the passenger seat. Closing my eyes as we left the house.Marcus and Andrew followed from a distance while his men would meet us at another point, since they were coming from the training ground. He chose to bring the men at the training ground because there might be a spy in the house who might disclose our plan.Everything was done discreetly, I chose to go to the beach since it is quiet and won't attract attention from others that would put the pack in a state of panic. Marcus eventually agreed after weighing the pros and cons.Our car was about to enter the beach gate when we were apprehended by a black Toyota who cornered us almost running into our car. I immediately looked back at where Andrew was, he parked by the side watching us from afar, a short man rushed out of the car towards us with a sharp knife like a screwdriver in hand.
Elena's Pov I said nothing. I simply continued wiping the blood off his skin attempting to disregard the urge of my hands to stay longer to feel beyond what was needed.He said, "I have to tell you something. About that book. About the reason I possessed it."My hands froze. "Martha mentioned you r
Andrew's POVI intended to set the kitchen on fire.The chicken was burnt. The vegetables appeared as if they’d been massacred.. Whatever on earth I attempted with the potatoes resulted in something that looked like cement."Alpha I ought to..." the chief chef began."No." I swept the wreckage into
Elena's Pov She did more than endure. She accepted the darkness your mother shunned. Harnessed its strength for vengeance, than defense." His tone grew firmer. "Shes assembling an army, Elena. Wolves, hunters anyone desperate enough to serve an Ancient.. She wants you at the helm.""I would never.
Andrew's POVThe bond howled.Not pain. Terror. Elena's terror flooding through our connection like ice water in my veins.I was midway, up the staircase organizing the defense against the shadow wolves when it struck me. When her terror turned into mine. I realized...The safe room wasn't safe any







