Marshal Please Calm Down Novels & Stories

“Is Marcel okay? Did something happen? Please tell me that he at the pack…” I laughed. Soft. Cutting. Cruel. “Oh, he’s fine. He is in the pack, just as he always is…” I said. “Perfectly well and pleased with himself, too proud to admit when he is wrong or actually think that he might be making a mistake.” “I don’t understand?” Elara asked, frowning when she heard my tone, clearly trying to process my words. “Is Marcel okay? Did he do something that he would regret? Is it true that he went out last night the way he did?”

Marlin came along with Noah. I, who had sat down with pain all over my body, could only surrender to see them. Marlin immediately put his hand on my head, there was something Marlin read, but it sounded like ancient chants to me. The rhythm of the song suddenly calmed me down. "Ah, this is hard. Someone shouldn't have sealed your wolf," said Marlin. He let go of my head after I calmed down.

Trying to calm his self. "Its a long story Maru, just listen to this." Yelle took out her phone and play the recorded conversation. "Sorry?!!! Will my husband be healed by your sorry?!!!” I shouted. "What are you going to do in Tagaytay huh?!!! Tell me!!!!" I ask her angrily. "I-I'm sorry Mara we didn’t mean it.” She said while trembling. “What are you saying that you guys didn’t mean Jana?!!! Tell me!!!” I said already hysterical.

Little Jessica once said, "Marcus, with your achievements and status today, who can hurt you? Anger just helps the other person succeed, it's a sign of weakness. I don't want a weak man." Little Jessica also said, "I love you, I don't care if we are cousins." Those words echoed in his mind, and the end, all he could think of was her gentle smile and kisses from last night. Mr. Marcus suddenly became calm. "Oh, suit yourself!" Mr. Marcus let out a cold smile, his tone calm and steady, without any fluctuations. The elegance that emanated from his very core made him appear calm as can be. Michael Lee was secretly surprised. How could he be so calm?

Yet, he couldn't shake the feeling that he was merely a pawn in a larger game, a game with rules that remained elusive. "Is there anything else you need, Alpha Galan?" Marcus inquired, his voice betraying a trace of trepidation. "Yes," Alpha Galan responded cryptically. "I have an update for you as well. Marshmallow has awakened from her coma. For the time being, she will stay with us. This change in plans will allow us to closely monitor Mr. Mario's actions."

When you called earlier and complained to me, what did I do? I tilted my head. Me: You apologized. Marshal: Exactly. I could have let pride take over and said, You ungrateful child, I’m out here sweating in Egypt so our generations never go poor, and you dare complain? I could have said that. And it wouldn’t have been wrong. But instead, I apologized—not because I wasn’t right, but because I knew you also had the right to feel abandoned. I bit my lip, searching for a comeback. Nothing came.

Marco replied. “Noted,” Xavier said before hanging up. I let out a shaky breath I hadn’t realized I was holding. Tomorrow then. Marco looked at me with something close to sympathy. “Tomorrow then. Have a good day, Melissa. And… I’m really sorry about your disqualification. The internet is going off, but I know that doesn’t make it easier.” I nodded, numb, and got up. My heels clicked faintly against the studio floor as I made my way toward the door.

"Have I ever turned down your requests, Red? I would have allowed you to go, and you know that. Why didn't you ask me instead?" "Malik, I'm sorry, but please, try to calm down. You're panting," I could almost hear his breaths, heavy and rapid over the phone. "Take a deep breath," I coaxed gently, and I heard him obey, the sound of his breathing deepening. "Again," I instructed, and he repeated the action five times on my cue. "I'm sorry for worrying you. I needed someone to escort me here. Since Xavier was already leaving the pack, I asked for his assistance. But I’m fine, truly, and I'll be returning in the morning."

I grabbed the Hem of my T-shirt and was about to take it off. "No, I can't do this anymore, call Zeus..." My tears were already streaming down my cheeks and my sweat was falling like blood, "make, it stop." I screamed to Marshalls that is one of the warriors assisting those shifting apart from Adrian. "Shh! Princess, you should relax... Take a deep breath." Marshall was consoling me without touching me, and he knew that was not going to help me in any way. "Marshall, I can, maybe you should run your hand on my back, do something don't just stand, I am burning badly..." I yelled at him, He looked at me in hesitation but after contemplating, he raised his hand wanting to caress my back.

“One of those monsters is alive?! A voice yelled. We were both shocked to see a distraught Alexa standing in the middle of the kitchen, shaking with rage. I put my hand on James’s shoulder knowing he would react to this behavior and I wanted him to calm down, so he exhaled angrily and sat back down at the table. I approached my friend hugging her tightly without saying anything because I knew her too well to believe as she was driven by anger, she just was terrified because she could lose the people she loved the most. “I love you Alexa”, I whispered hugging her, feeling her anger turn to sadness followed by convulsive crying. “We’re here and we’re fine”, I said barely holding back my tears,