Mufasa X Scar Novels & Stories

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.

He remove my mask and Smile confidently as if he was brushing. " And she is damn pretty! Thanks to the moon goddess" he muttered under his breath. I pretend not to hear that. I look down at his neck and saw a scorpion tattoo. My heart jumps to my stomach. The Scorpion tattoo belongs to a famous mafia group. Famous all over the country. They were known, unknown men. Only cameras gas caught the tattoos but none of them have ever been caught or arrested. Should What if he really harms me? " I said I will never hurt you! What's that expression on your face?... Fear??" He notices how nervous I have become. I avoid staring directly into his eyes. Anxiety, that feeling came back to me! It grew stro

"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."

Making a turn, my gaze caught on my reflection in a silverware tray and the feeling of disgust also settled within me. The girl staring back had a terrible scar running from the left side of her forehead down her half open nose, half missing lips to the right side of her jawline. Although she could see fairly well, one of her eyes was misty like a dull cloud on a boring day while the other was a vibrant forest green. I was a deformed girl. A freakshow that had no business being at the Luna Queen’s birthday party. Especially, since she hates my family with a passion. “Are you having fun?”

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?

"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."

Ghost would pounce on him if he made another exaggerated reaction. "I'll go get the first aid kit." Scar stood and turned to Ciara. "You should go to bed. We'll continue the conversation tomorrow. And thank you, I had fun." Ciara nodded. "Me too. Goodnight, Scar." She smiled. "Goodnight, Ciara." Scar smiled back at her. She headed to the bedroom while he went for the box. When he returned, he met Ghost's questioning eyes. "What's all that?" "What?" Scar went to work on his arm, as expertly as he could.