The Unbecoming Of Mara Dyer Plot Novels & Stories

That would have explained why her marriage to my father was what I prayed to never have. By the time we finally got to the altar I avoided Dante’s piercing eyes on me and focused on the flowers in my hands. I couldn’t look up in fear of what I might see. I was raised to smile. Raised to be perfect. Raised to marry the man my parents handed me over to. I just never expected it to be this man. Dante’s voice cut through the chapel, colder than thin ice. “On this unremarkable day, surrounded by relatives and strangers, I stand before you with no joy in my heart. I stand before you with a heart ripped apart by your very own actions.”

I shouted, already moving. The detectives reacted instantly. We ran up heading to the room. Up the cracked stairs, two at a time, footsteps pounding against concrete. My pulse thundered in my ears, my lungs burning as the scream echoed again, followed by chaos—voices, a struggle, something heavy crashing to the floor. Then there was silence. We burst into the room ready to attack, but there was no sign of anyone. They were all gone. Mara was on the floor, hands and legs still tightly bound, her body curled slightly inward. A dark cloth covered her eyes. Her chest rose and fell rapidly, shallow breaths breaking from her lips.

“I’ll wake the Source and let it consume everything! If I can’t rule, there’ll be nothing left to rule!” The grey spread faster. Reached the settlement’s edge. Started consuming foundations. “She’s insane!” Kaden said. “She’s dying!” The First pushed through the crowd. “The Source has been draining her for months! This is just accelerating it!” The grey wrapped around Mara’s legs. Pulled her down. She screamed as it consumed her. Not a death scream. Worse. The sound of someone being unmade. In thirty seconds, she was gone. Just empty grey ground remaining. But the grey kept spreading.

Maria murmured, a lump forming in her throat. He gave her a curt nod, then entered the house, leaving Maria standing under the vast, indifferent sky. Their growing connection, born of sharp clashes and unexpected empathy, was a fragile thing, facing powerful enemies: the rigid class divides that separated them, the secrets from the past that still lingered in the Montemayor Estate, and a looming scandal that could ruin them both.

{Elara’s POV} Back at the mansion. I remained in the same spot, my mind was still playing the event that happened between me and Dorian. It all feels unreal, everything is moving so fast. Just last night, I was sitting at home and now, I’m married. I looked down at my still moist palm then before I slowly rose to my feet and made my way to the bathroom. The bathroom was elegant, spotless, and carried Dorian’s lingering scent, probably because he had used it only moments ago.

Darius opened his eyes. His gaze dropped to the case. “What is that?” Mara closed the door behind her with her heel. The click of the latch sounded too sharp. “Something ugly.” “You already brought several ugly things.” “This one has better handwriting.” Elara watched Mara cross the room. Earlier, Mara had moved with her usual bite and swagger, claiming the study like a battlefield she planned to win through irritation. Now her steps were controlled. Careful. She set the leather case on the desk as if it might stain the wood.

Chapter 82 Alexa's POV Her expression turns really ugly, her face twists in anger. I turn towards the man. “Please continue,” I said, and he nods. “Maya and I got married three years ago, we kept it a secret and didn't tell anyone because our parents were against the marriage. We lived together happily until Maya became pregnant and I lost my job. We had to borrow to be able to feed. We borrowed until we were buried in debt. After she gave birth, she told me she found a job here and she started to work. But after a few days, our little girl got kidnapped by the people we were owing. We tried really hard, but we could not find enough money to pay it off. She cried day and night, but we were u

Mara lost so much blood yesterday and the position of the knife was direct and fatal. Why did she have to go that far? Mara is more of a narcissist, she’s calculative and loves the spotlight on her at all times. She and Marcia aren’t so different. My phone buzzes. A message from my mum. HAVEN’T YOU SEEN THE NEWS? GET TO THE HOSPITAL RIGHT NOW! I sigh. they’ll try to find a way to cover this all up. There’s no way in hell I’m going to remain married to Jonah.

“Don’t touch my mommy.” Mara laughed. “Kill the Lycan pup first. Without him she has nothing to fight for.” They lunged. Darius met them head on, a wall of Lycan muscle and fury. The room became chaos — claws, blades, silver light, my screams. I grabbed Elias and rolled behind the overturned table as Mara broke past Darius and came for me. “You cannot be allowed to live,” she spat, raising her blade over my pregnant Lycan stomach. “You and that abomination Lycan inside you.”

When he comes to, I plan to thank him with a big, fat blank check for anything and everything he needs for the rest of his life on the condition that he continues to work for me of course. ‘You should have been home,” Onyx unhelpfully adds. ‘I’m perfectly aware that I should have been home. Thank you for the reminder.’ After realizing Marina’s phone number had been changed, I waited for hours in the dingy alleyway. I communicated with Dante through text messages so that if Marina happened to come by, she wouldn’t hear my voice or be alerted to my presence. She was treading on thin ice. It didn’t take Dante long to figure out that she’d diverted her texts and calls through an app after shutti