All Chapters of Betrayed, But Redeemed.: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

FIONA'S POV“We should go back now; I think we've had enough fun.“ I said, thugging at arms, he had a smile on his lips.“Are you certain? We have more than enough time.” He responded with a question, I shook my head, nodding positively; it had something to do with his confession. I had said nothing when he made those utterances, and stared down at the city, watching the busy night and sparkling lights.Yet my heart had trailed off to the words he spoke; he was indeed a cousin to Marcellus, which meant he probably knew who I was, and if he didn't, it changed nothing; I had seen the sincerity in him and He had a look in his eyes when he confessed, hinting that it wasn't a joke, and I couldn't probe further.“Fine. A minute.” He asked, dashing into and emerging as a wolf; a smile stretched on my lips as I climbed onto his back. He wasn't as fast as when we approached the cliffs. He was steady, and a bit careful, the wind brushing past my skin with ease as the sound of the chirping of b

MARCELLUS’ POV.Tossing from side to side, Light snores escaped her lips as she mumbled inaudible gibberish, smacking her lips. What was she dreaming about? A simple smile settled on my lips as I watched her sleep. I asked her to wake up after she gladly and graciously deep-throated me. She had fallen asleep quickly as soon as she had laid on the bed by my side.I feigned pretense, reading over a book in silence. At first, she was tense, but scarcely a few minutes after she had been snoring, I myself had dozed off only to wake up just now; it was dawn already, and I had barely slept at ease as I had done in a long time.I groaned from frustration, pulling myself off her bed. I didn't want to spread a baseless rumor amongst everyone about having a favorite amongst the mistresses, the only reason I'd been able to keep peace was by equal treatment. Besides I knew how harsh Lena could be, they would all probably dote on her like it had been her fault I barely slept in any of their rooms,

FIONA'S POV.“Be like me? Be careful what you wish for, Fiona.” Darla whispered, approaching me. She helped me up against the couch. I watched in silence as she picked up the bucket, placed it in the bathroom, raised the Curtains, and changed the sheets, not because I didn't want to offer to help.But rather because I was too drained, too weak to even move an inch or say a word, Darla approached me, a smile on her face, settling right next to me.“I'm not the best person to wish for; I may be the first mistress, but that only goes so far. I'm not his favorite or anything, but I keep myself out of trouble, and Marcellus respects that.” I, in turn, respect her too; I've barely seen her apart from the first day, and she is right; she looked as though she wasn't interested in anything.“If you were the first mistress, why then did you allow more mistresses?” I wondered why she wasn't hurt; it was bad enough to have one co-wife, not to speak of ten or nine… the number went as fast as I co

FIONA'S POVI jolted in bed from shock as continuous knocks were placed by the door, arching my eyebrows; I bit against my lower lip, worrying striking my nerves. Was it Lena? What more did she want from me?Cursing under my breath, I stuck to my feet, slowly approaching the door; the knock came again, steadier than the first. Bracing myself, I pushed open the doors.“Lady Fiona?” Instant relief coursed through my veins as a smile spread on Raphael’s lips, he tucked both hands together and leaned right by my door frame.“You don't look too excited,” he asserted, arching his eyebrow. I glanced around suspiciously, weary of the environment, before taking him by his arm and pulling him into the room in haste, I slammed the door, staring wide-eyed at him, wondering if he was indeed innocent or was fuckimg dumb.“Why are you here?!” I asked, glancing around the room, my tone hushed, worried that someone might hear and things would end up in a pretty bad way for him.“I promised to see you

MARCELLUS POV.Perhaps I made it too obvious, or maybe it was right on cue; I didn't care as much when I approached Lena or blurted out those words. She always said it wasn't the first time like she claimed; I never bothered to correct it. Due to Her family's influence, she went about calling shots and making orders as she deemed fit. The only reason I never stopped it was quite simple. It had been absurd and a necessity; if they wouldn't stand for themselves and talk back against her ill-treatment, then it was none of my business. I had always been a man of principle, yet it baffles me to see how since the first day my Fiona had stepped into my life; I changed my principles.Walking through the doors to my office, I could see my beta. Standing with an anxious look on his face.“For fucks sake I never get to catch a break,” I grumbled, seated behind my desk,“It's the elder of councils. They've called an impromptu meeting. They all await you in the hall at this very moment, “ Trev