Anyone likes Elena?😅
Fenrir’s POV I changed my mind. Yes, I changed my mind about the omelette, I was going to throw it away just because I felt embarrassed by Marsai's friends. I didn't care about what they thought. Now, I have made this omelet for my wife, and I was going to give it to her! I walked as fast as I could back to the kitchen and was glad to see the 'untouched' omelet still there. I grabbed the tray and proceeded upstairs. I was a little surprised that she was still in the Alpha chambers. I could tell by the bickering heard from the room, not caring about the word 'eavesdropping’ at the moment, I leaned in closer to hear what the conversation was all about. It appeared Marsai was already awake, which was a good thing. I looked down at the omelette and realized it was still warm, thank goodness! I should have made her a glass of juice to go with the omelet, but the thing is there were so many citrus fruits in the kitchen, I couldn't tell which one she would prefer between the orange,
Fenrir’s POVIf she didn’t want to accept it, I was most definitely going to throw it away. I was about to throw it on the wall when I felt Elena’s hands stop the tray from getting flung. Huh? When did she even get in front of me? I was so blinded with rage.I turned my gaze sharply to her, and she shuddered under my hardened stare.“She will eat the omelet. I will make sure she does, Alpha.” She mouthed, her voice shaking from fear. Elena was different, from what I heard a while ago but I was still reluctant. I would never poison Marsai. That was the last thing I would ever do to her... After a moment, I let the tray go and she collected it. Marsai and Leah both passed their menacing looks, but she still held a straight face as she headed towards the bed. I hoped Marsai eats it because I made it with so much….so much of love. It was worth giving it a shot.It would be better than throwing the food away. At least I had hope, and my hard work would not go in vain. I know why she stil
Marsai's POV I sighed dejectedly as I looked up at Elena, her deep green eyes pleading with me as she edged the plate closer to my face. "No" I muttered, looking away. I didn't want it. "Please," she begged, picking up the fork on the tray and placing it on the plate, "just eat something, even a little. It's not right to starve yourself." I shook my head, trying not to look at the surprisingly good omelet on the plate. "I can't," I sighed as I looked away, "I don't want to" Leah edged closer to me, the sheets underneath her ruffling as she moved, bringing her hand close to my face she tucked a piece of my scattered hair behind my ears, "If you don't want to eat the omelet, I can ring the maids for something else," she said, "what would you like? Pancakes, maybe? Or a broth to warm you up?" No. I didn't want it….I didn't want anything at all. "I don't want to eat anything. I'm not…hungry" I stressed. Elena gave me one of those her, not–so–persuading looks
Fenrir's POV It sounded like drums at the back of my head. The headaches became stronger by the minute until It started to feel like there was a parade in my head. As all these were happening, my mind subconsciously began to remember. To remember…everything. He was weak. The man who I just realized I now possess his body was pathetic. His wolf was far less weaker than his brother's. I could see the sadness in his eyes as his blurred face appeared in front of my mind's eye. It had been so shameful because he was the firstborn and his younger brother's wolf was way stronger. It didn't stop there. He was called the Alpha Heir all his life, but his younger brother was later crowned Alpha. Pathetic!I could feel the annoyance creep into me as I lay there not part of the present world, I could see how utterly depressing and disgraceful it had been for him…so disgraceful that he had committed suicide. Unlike a few minutes ago, it doesn’t ache so bad. I just lie there and let e
Fenrir's POV "It can't be," came the doubting voice of Marsai, "Fenrir cannot be my mate" she added with a low sigh. I was still confused about what they were all talking about and why I was even in their conversation. I leaned in closer to the door out of deep curiosity. "Are you sure?" I heard Elena ask. Marsai must have nodded, because she then answered, "Yes, I mean if he was my mate, I would have known, right? The first day we met, yesterday when he tried to…or the wedding night—all the times he had been here" "Yeah," Elena concurred, "you're right, that does make sense." "I honestly hope he's not my mate." Even though it was a mumble, I heard what Marsai said. Leah cleared her throat, the sound reaching my ears, "Marsai, I also hope Fenrir isn't your mate, but what if he is though?" "Ugh, Leah you just heard what she said—" "Yeah, yeah I know Elena," Leah stressed before continuing, "but Marsai, what if you did not catch the scent at that t
Fenrir POV "Elena!" Leah frowned. "What?" "No, no not you guys" Marsai sighed, "I can never ask you guys do something that will put you in danger" "Oh, come on Marsai, " Leah tugged her lightly, "you know we'd do anything for you" "Speak for yourself," Elena coughed. "Elena!" Elena sighed, "Look I'm sorry okay? I know I sound like a jerk right now, but if we do something as crazy as this and get caught, we could lose our lives." "I know, okay? I know" Marsai sighed. "You guys aren't the help I was referring to" My brows furrowed as I wondered who this help could be. Who would have offered to help Marsai escape from me? Annoyance was brewing inside of me and I was getting angry by the second. Who had the audacity, the effrontery to try to convince or help my wife escape? I ran my hands through my already ruffled hair, I needed to know this. Whoever did this needs to be punished. How dare they! I had just decided to summon Ru
Marsai's POV It was when I had stepped my foot out of the room in curiosity that I remembered that Fenrir was still in the house. The instant I saw him, I didn't need to tell me that he just might have been listening on to our conversation. Oh, Heavens, no! That means he had heard—everything. From the look on his face, I was sure he had. Oh, no. What have I done? Regret usually comes later and it is much worse with me. I regretted everything I had said, from my plans to run away to me implicating….Elder Fiona. Oh, heavens! I had implicated that poor woman. The regret ate through me and I felt faint. I raised my eyes to look at Fenrir and what I saw shocked me to the core. His growl wasn't the only thing that scared me….how he looked right now was frightening. All my life, I had only heard stories of this kind of thing, the ancient books called it the 'Guarana' also known as Half–shifting or a half-shifter. It was said that only the strongest of werewolves could achieve this t
Marsai's POV Everywhere was dark. I couldn't see anything, I wasn't sure if I was even conscious but all I know is, it was dark. I could feel it, I could, the coldness of the darkness itself enveloping me. Suddenly there was a spark of light, which gave me a short feeling of hope. The light started as a little beam until it grew brighter and brighter, larger and larger till I could finally see where I was. It was like I was watching myself. There was another me, standing right in front of a mirror that was blurred like everything else I could see. I saw the expression on this other Marsai's face as she stared at the reflection of her dress in the mirror. I know that look, that was the same look I had when I…..wait, a second….. I squinted my eyes as my brows furrowed…that dress…I know that dress— "Girl, you are going to have the best eighteenth birthday ever!" Oh…no. I swiftly looked back and my throat tightened. Seating on my bed, was the blurred out figure of Elena,