Mufasa X Scar Novels & Stories

He had slapped me, told me not to act spoiled, and reminded me of my responsibilities. Overcome with regret, he slapped himself. "I'm a monster." Evelyn stammered, "We didn't know." "That justifies taking her other kidney?" Rufus snapped. "Did you think she could survive without both?" Evelyn's face drained of color as she realized how close I'd come to death.

I shrugged. "I was actually…" I wasn't able to finish my statement when I heard screams from the far end of the hallway. Mia heard it too and we both ran towards the direction only to discover that one of the male senior students who played for the school football team had been stung by a scorpion, his leg had become swollen and it was obvious that the poison had begun to circulate.

It’s a very soft chuckle, and it’s one that makes Danis gobble up his food grumpily. They’re both tall men, with Fen taller than Danis. Danis isn’t bulky but he’s fit, he has that Alpha build to him, but no one will deny that his features are gentler…. Softer… and is he blushing? “Oh, my god.” “No.” Danis glares at me and I can't help the laugh that escapes me. “Oh, my god. Did something else happen last night?” “Child Scarlett.” Shit, right. I look down at Maya and she seems blissfully oblivious, kicking her feet in the air as she munches on whatever is in her mouth, but at the same time….

Alexander replied and I almost strangled his neck. "What are you doing?" I asked with wide eyes. He leaned into me and kissed my cheek like it was normal for us, very normal and I leaned in. I actually leaned in to the kiss. "Yes, baby. Scar is a bad Uncle and Mufasa is a good father. Just like your mummy and me. We're good parents, and there are some Uncles like Scar who are plain wicked, don't ever talk to them, yes?" He said and they all nodded.

"Scar did the same thing to me." "Who the hell is Scar? I'm talking about our mate here." "Scar is his wolf dummy. Sheesh!" "Really, he named his wolf Scar? I just hope he doesn't name our children Mufasa and Simba." "Well there won't be any children if those males don't stop ditching us. When I was getting to know Scar, he turned cold all of a sudden, like a robot. It was almost like he was on default. He shut down completely and told me he had to go. Then he was gone, like I'd never had a conversation with him and just imagined him. It was strange."

Marcus extended his hand to Scar with a polite smile. "Hello, Scar. It's a pleasure to finally meet you. I'm Marcus." Scar shook his hand, a mix of excitement and disbelief written on her face. "Wow, Cass has told me so much about you. It's nice to finally put a face to the name." Marcus chuckled, a genuine warmth in his voice. "I hope she's only said good things." Scar grinned mischievously. "Oh, you have nothing to worry about. Cass can't stop talking about you."

Her red eyes blazed as she pointed a finger at me, her voice cutting through the air like a curse. “You will never set foot in my home again, River Scarrow. If you do, I will wipe out every last one of your bloodline. Do you hear me?” I nodded in desperation. Her words sliced deeper than claws. My heart pounded in terror as I rose to my feet acknowledging the fact that the Luna had just spared me—but her promise was clear. Next time, she wouldn’t. My eyes strayed to Densmore and I found him watching me, his eyes void of emotion - a mask that warriors were trained to have.

You're up so early in this cold weather," Scar said, straightening himself. "It's just his new habit. "I bet he's afraid we'll leave him behind, or have you forgotten the old Maddie?" Liam added, and they both burst out laughing. I stared at them, wondering what they meant by "the old Maddie." "Even if you put him under fire or a pack of ice, he still won't wake up," Scar said, and they laughed again. I rolled my eyes. That fool deserved to die. How could he be so useless?

I let out another scream of frustration just as the door opens and Damian and Scar walk in. “I'm sorry the guys and I weren't able to watch her. I'm sorry we failed to protect her and bring her back home,” Scar says like a beaten kitten, her head lowered and her eyes glimmering with sadness and regret. I laugh like a madman. I laugh till it feels like I can't make a sound anymore and plunge onto the floor beside the bed. Scar looks at Damian worriedly. “Is he crazy?” Her lips quiver as she asks the question.

"Are you alright, Scar? I can't believe we completely forgot about you! Are you okay?" "She's fine, Mads. She's just a little tired," Shawn smiled, watching Maddie adjust her glasses as she observed Scarlett. Then at Shawn again - along with his father and the Ashton wolf pack. "So you guys, really are mythical beings. And Pastonville is a cesspool of them."