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46: Subtle movement
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2026-03-19 23:45:55
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The Scarred Mate He Never Loved 52: His order
MarvinI don't know what had come over me as I sat there, listening to every single word the council of elders had to say, their voices blending into a suffocating weight in the room. I waited patiently, though patience was the last thing I felt, just to understand where all of this was heading. And honestly, I already knew I would eventually come to that aspect of the pack, omegas and guards gossiping so loudly, careless tongues wagging without restraint.Because if they hadn't, this entire matter should have remained strictly within my jurisdiction, handled under my authority alone. Not completely off, though, because Renz had a hand in propelling me into honoring this meeting, if not I wasn't sure I would be seated here.After their brutal and merciless conclusion on Becky’s case, something inside me shifted, something firm, unyielding. I had come to the solid conclusion that I was going to rule with a different hand altogether. I refused to be the kind of leader whose decisions
The Scarred Mate He Never Loved 51: Council summon
RitaI don't know how long the thoughts lingered, hovering around the rigid walls of my heart and pulling at me, at my every breath and consciousness, that I even forgot how stinky this cell was, and then every other thing around me.They faded into nothingness as fresh heat curled up around me. Just when I heard the gates opening, only that it made my chest race violently when I saw two guards walking up towards me.I recognized them instantly, the same ones who had dragged me down here, the same ones who had locked me away like I was nothing.Their faces were carved from stone, unreadable, merciless. Their dark livery clung to their bodies, every movement of their chests rising and falling with a quiet, controlled menace that made something cold twist deep inside me.I was supposed to be used to guards storming up to me with their strong demeanor and hateful glares, but somehow this was different.With the awareness of the council summons, it wasn't anything like Marvin ordering me
The Scarred Mate He Never Loved 50: His presence
RitaThe coldness still wrapped around me in this filthy, God-forsaken hell of a cell. My stomach churned violently, already unsettled with this filth, and I swear any time from now I might throw up everything left in my stomach.My feet curled beneath me as I glared at the gates through which Marvin had disappeared. Something about the way he’d asked those questions didn’t sit right.It unsettled me. No… Don't get me wrong, I knew he never fully accepted anything I said as truth. But then… I saw something in his eyes, something different. Something that hadn’t been there all this time.I couldn’t name it. I couldn’t wrap my head around it yet. But it lingered, like an awareness, like a sting tugging at me from somewhere deep inside.Does it mean Marvin now accepted what I said as being truthful?Does it now mean he believes I was innocent of the accusations?Why was there something like… emotions in his eyes when he had run his hands through his hair?Like a flicker or something ther
The Scarred Mate He Never Loved 49: About Jackson
MarvinI wasn’t supposed to hesitate, at least not with her. Not after everything.Yet the moment I looked into her eyes, something twisted inside me, something sharp, unfamiliar… dangerous. It flickered there, buried deep within her gaze. Fragile. Real.And I hated it, and I knew it wasn't real.It couldn’t be.I told myself that It had to be another trick. Another carefully woven manipulation meant to weaken me, to make me question what I already knew. Still… I crouched in front of her.Calm. Controlled. Measured.“Admit it,” I said quietly, though the command burned in my throat. “Admit to your crimes.”And I meant every bit of my words. If she admitted to her crimes, I would make sure the punishment was mild and nothing she wouldn't endure.In my opinion, I shouldn't be having this conversation with her. She was guilty of the crimes, and manipulating a bond the moon had not orchestrated to give her was one heck of a step to take.I clenched my jaw.No.I already knew the truth. Ro
The Scarred Mate He Never Loved 48: Hand on me.
RitaCold and damp air seeped through the narrow opening by the gate, dragging the scent of earth and decay into the cell. It clung to everything; thick, stale, suffocating. There was nothing comforting about it… nothing soothing could ever exist in a place like this.It wrapped around me like an unwanted embrace, and I curled deeper into myself, folding my legs tightly against my chest. My arms circled them, locking me in place, while I buried my face into my knees as if I could disappear from it all.I stayed like that, trying to steady my breathing, but my mind refused to quiet.Just then I thought about Kate and then Jackson.What could have been the issue?Kate… if I hadn't known her this past week, I would have thought otherwise, but still, I don't doubt that part of my heart that feels something isn't right. Then, as if a reminder, it tugged at me, the words from Anna just this morning.What did she mean by those words? Was it like a warning or what? Why can't I even process ev
The Scarred Mate He Never Loved 47: Love spell
“Alpha Marvin…” Ronata’s voice slithered through the dimly lit room, low yet commanding, as her figure moved with eerie grace toward me. “What brings you here?”She was a petite woman in her mid-forties, perhaps the same age as my mum, yet there was something ageless about her presence. Her red hair flowed down her shoulders, streaked with strands of grey that whispered of time rather than weakness. A long white gown draped over her frame, marked with scattered dark spots that almost seemed intentional, symbolic. In her hand, she held a staff, using it as a slight aid, but nothing about her felt fragile.Something didn’t add up.Not with her age. Not with her aura. Not with this place.But that wasn’t why I was here.“I want to know what this is all about,” I said, pulling the feather from my pants pocket. Carefully, I unwrapped it from the white cloth and extended it toward her, my fingers tightening slightly as though reluctant to let go.She said nothing.Her gaze locked onto it, s
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