Chapter 37
Marcellus’ POV
After Regina confronted him, he was more… Enlightened.
Was he scared of what the true Lord of the North could probably do to him? No. He’s his right-hand man, the most powerful among his hybrids.
However, with her words still ringing in his head, he placed more importance on his mission in the pack, especially the one surrounding one peculiar powerless witch.
On the night after Regina’s visit, he got into the Alpha’s compound, walking into it casually.
“Good evening, Beta.” The guards greeted him when he stepped into the compound.
He simply nodded his head with a cheery smile that disappeared as soon as he walked past them.
Keeping the facade of the ’nice Beta’ every fucking day was a hassle.
’All right, first off on my agendas for tonight. Getting my hands on that grimoire.’ he thought to himself, scanning his gaze around.
None of the guards were watching him.
Excellent.
With a spell, he blended into the darkness and swiftly scaled up the walls of the mansion, heading straight to Odessa’s room window.
When he got to the window, he jumped into the room after successfully checking and discovering that there was no one inside.
“Oh, la, la. I wonder where she went off to at this time of the night.” He muttered to himself as he took a whiff of the room.
He could already imagine that Odessa had probably gone to meet Kaelos and the two lovebirds were getting sexually active.
Hell, the mere thought of it did something to his loins.
He could pick up her scent lingering in the room, spiking his arousal. His wolf growled with need… But basically, it was horny.
He was always horny.
“Calm down, fella. We’ll find a perfect candidate to fuck soon enough.” Marcellus muttered to his wolf who still growled at him.
At this point, his gaze finally fell on a table in the corner where Odessa’s aunt’s grimoire was.
Marcellus had a grin on his face as he walked to the table, stretching his hand forward and using his fingers to caress the book.
“My magic could use a little work.” He said, his eyes glistening as he stared at the book, about to open the page. “That powerless witch wouldn’t know the value of this grimoire. Althea is–”
Before he could complete that statement, he raised his head, his ears picking up the sound of approaching footsteps outside the door.
Odessa…
Hastily, without looking back, he sprinted to the window and jumped off while still under the cloak of his darkness spell, hanging at the side of the window.
He didn’t bother taking the grimoire for obvious reasons.
Anyway, he heard the sound of Odessa opening the door before stepping into the room and slamming it behind her.
Marcellus could pick up her anger and frustration all the way here.
Sensing negative emotions was his specialty.
“What has that dumbass Alpha king done to annoy you now?” He asked himself, slowly peeking his head and staring at her.
She seemed to be complaining about something and from the look of things and what he heard, it was most definitely Kaelos.
Ugh… He knew it.
Marcellus kept on staring at Odessa with pity. Well, a sliver of pity anyway.
She probably didn’t know that she couldn’t break the mate bond between an Alpha king and his mate.
Except, of course, one of them ends up dying.
“Now that would be a sight to behold,” Marcellus said to himself, a sadistic smirk on his face. “Watching one of them groveling and crying while the other one dies in front of them, covered in blood and mangled flesh.”
He licked his lips, his bloodlust spiking up at the thought. For original chapters go to (.)net
Oh, he’s going to have a lot of fun toying around with Kaelos and his witch bride before he burns the Blood Oak pack to the ground.
Anyway, Marcellus was just about to leave the window and go to his next mission for tonight when a knock sounded at Odessa’s door.
And from the sound and heaviness of it… It belonged to none other than Kaelos.
“Well, well, well Marcellus’ decided to stay back a little longer and watch.
After a little back and forth between Odessa and Kaelos, she let him in but things got delightfully steamy after that.
When the clothes started coming off and they got to the bed, Marcellus bit his bottom lip, but not because he was turned on.
Well… He was turned on especially when he heard Odessa’s moans, but what really irked him now was the sexual frustration that came with watching the two love birds.
“Fuck this,” Marcellus grunted, tearing his gaze from the pair just when Kaelos was about to penetrate her.
He jumped down to the ground, a cold light flashing in his green eyes as he adjusted his clothes before walking into the mansion through the front door.
“I’ll get my hands on that grimoire another time,” Marcellus muttered to himself as he walked past some maids on his way.
They stared at him bashfully and some were even trying to be flirtatious, but all Marcellus saw them as were potential sex dolls and sacrifices for the life force spell keeping his transformation together.
Anyway, just when Marcellus was climbing the stairs and turned a corner to walk through one of the floors, he bumped into someone.
His eyebrows furrowed into a frown at first… Until he saw who it was.
“Ah, Luna Celine.” He remarked, grinning as he stared at the lady in front of him.
Celine took a step back at first, eyeing him with confusion before she plastered a smile on her face. “Oh, Beta Marcellus. What a surprise. What brings you to the Alpha’s mansion tonight?” She asked.
Marcellus’ grin widened as he took a step forward, his eyes glinting with a mysterious light as he stared into Celine’s grey eyes.
Celine seemed unsettled at first, her eyelids fluttering with confusion until Marcellus stretched his right hand forward and held her shoulder.
“I’m here to see you, dear.”