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90. The Serpent's Tongue.

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Aria

The weight of Marcus's words hung in heavily in the air. It's heavy and suffocating. I could feel the crowd's eyes on me, and I could hear their whispers. Rumours had probably already beginning to spread like wildfire through the pack square.

One person can say. Do you know that the new Beta is involved with the exile.

Then another will go like have you heard about the Alpha's cousin and the disgraced daughter.

Another. What kind of game is she playing?

I couldn't breathe or think. All I c
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  • Too Late To Claim Me   90. The Serpent's Tongue.

    AriaThe weight of Marcus's words hung in heavily in the air. It's heavy and suffocating. I could feel the crowd's eyes on me, and I could hear their whispers. Rumours had probably already beginning to spread like wildfire through the pack square.One person can say. Do you know that the new Beta is involved with the exile.Then another will go like have you heard about the Alpha's cousin and the disgraced daughter.Another. What kind of game is she playing?I couldn't breathe or think. All I could do was stand there, frozen, while the world crumbled around me.Remus's face had gone stark with anger, his gray eyes were fixed on Marcus with an intensity that made my blood run cold. He looked like a man who was ready to tear down the whole place."I need to go," I said, my voice was a whisper.I reached for Caelum, but Marcus held him closer to himself. his expression shifting to a gentle gaze."Aria, wait. Please. We need to talk.""There's nothing to talk about." I whispered and moved

  • Too Late To Claim Me   89. The Ceremony.

    The next day was a whirlwind of activity.The whole pack was fully engaged in preparing for the ceremony, according to the rumors, it's a grand celebration that would officially welcome the new Beta and formally end my exile.Words have it that it will be the kind of event that would be remembered for years, a moment of transition and renewal for the pack.I kept my head down though, focusing on Caelum, on surviving each day, and on not falling apart.I avoided my father, my stepmother, and any conversation with the mention of Remus or Marcus.But I couldn't avoid the news.The announcement came the night before the ceremony. It was a formal proclamation, that was spread throughout the pack by word of mouth and official notices posted in the town square."The ceremony will be held on the same day as the handover. The pack will formally welcome Beta Marcus Nolan, and also welcome the former Beta's daughter Aria Hart back into the pack folds after five years of absence."I heard the

  • Too Late To Claim Me   88. The Revelation.

    Aria"His name is Marcus Nolan. He's been living in the human world for the past few years, but he's recently decided to return to the pack. And the ceremony will welcome him formally as well."The name shouldn't take me by surprise anymore, but it did.Because it's Marcus.The man who had held me on bad day. That same man who had made Caelum laugh with his silly voices and patient games. He had looked at me with such tenderness, and such unwavering devotion.The man I had begun to believe that I could have a future built on something other than pain.Marcus Nolan.The new Beta of Crestwood Pack.My hands, clasped tightly in my lap, had began to tremble. I forced myself to breathe, and keep my expression neutral, so as to not give Remus even the slightest hint of the chaos that was erupting inside me.Marcus Nolan. Hero doctor to my son.Now the pieces are clicking into place with devastating precision.The timing of his appearance into my life.His "coincidental" presence at the hosp

  • Too Late To Claim Me   87. The Formal Presentation.

    AriaThe morning of my formal presentation dawned too quick.Even though my mind keep churning with the thoughts that I couldn't escape.The encounter with Remus, the shame that had followed, the lingering scent of him still clinging to my skin despite multiple baths and intense scrubbing, all of it had left me raw and entirely exposed.And now, I had to face him again.My father had come to my room the evening before, his expression a mixture of apology and apprehension.He had told me about the Alpha's command, and the formal presentation before him that was required of me before I could be fully considered a member of the pack again."You'll need to go to the Alpha's house tomorrow," he had said, his voice quiet."He wants to see you. So that he can formally welcome you back to the pack."My first instinct was to refuse, to scream and argue and demand to know why exactly I had to subject myself to this humiliation.But the look in my father's eyes had made me halt.And so I had no

  • Too Late To Claim Me   86. The Weight of Command.

    RemusI walkedquietly from the Beta's householdto the packhiuseand it felt like the distance stretched for miles.Every of my step was deliberate, measured, and controlled.I had spent years perfecting the art of appearing unbothered, andmasking the chaos that churnedthe surfacewith a passive layer.But tonight, the mask felt brittle. It's fragile.And it seems like it might shatter at any moment.I could still smell her.Aria's scent clung to my sk

  • Too Late To Claim Me   85. The Weight of a Mother's Sin

    AriaI don't know how long I sat there, crying against the cold stone wall.The tears came in waves, each one was more painful than the last. I cried for my son and the danger I had brought him into.I cried for myself, and the pathetic weakness that had led me into Remus's arms.I looked up, when I felt a shadow fell over me. I looked up and saw my father standing in front of me, his expression was a mixture of concern and confusion. Caelum was still in his arms, his small face now etched with worry."Mummy?" His voice was small and scared. "Mummy, why are you crying?"I scrambled to my feet, wiping my face with the back of my hand, and trying to compose myself."I'm fine, baby. I'm fine. I just... I got scared when I couldn't find you.""I'm sorry, Mummy." His lower lip trembled. "Grandfather said we could play. I didn't mean to scare you.""It's okay, sweetheart." I reached for him, and my father handed him over. I held him close, buried my face in his hair, and breathed in his

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