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Scarlett’s POVBefore I could comprehend what was happening, my legs gave way beneath me, and I began to collapse. Panic surged through me, but Marco's strong arms caught me just in time, preventing me from hitting the ground. His voice filled my ears, a mixture of urgency and fear, calling out my name."M...Marco," I managed to whisper, my voice barely audible. The sound of my own name felt distant, as if it were echoing from a faraway place. I desperately clung to consciousness, but it slipped through my fingers like sand.I could hear Marco's frantic shouts for help, his voice fading in and out as my senses blurred. Fear welled up within me, mingling with the growing darkness that threatened to consume me whole. I tried to hold on, to fight against the encroaching emptiness, but it was a losing battle.As the world around me dissolved into blackness, I surrendered to the void, my thoughts consumed by worry for Marco. I didn't want to leave him, not like this. But the strength to re
One Night Stand with the Lycan Chapter Twenty Nine
Marco’s POVAs the healers tended to Scarlett, I felt a mixture of relief and concern wash over me. Seeing her awake and aware brought a sense of joy, but the worry lingered in my heart. I couldn't help but wonder what had caused her to faint, and the lingering questions gnawed at me.When a guard entered the room and caught my attention, I excused myself from Scarlett's side, promising her I would return soon. Curiosity burned within me as I followed the guard, his expression grave and serious.We walked briskly through the corridors, our steps purposeful and urgent. As we reached a more secluded area, away from prying eyes and ears, the guard leaned closer, his voice barely above a whisper."Alpha, our suspicions were true," he revealed, his voice filled with a mix of trepidation and determination. "We have discovered Swiftclaw's army hideout, and they're amassing a massive force. It surpasses even the numbers we faced when you brought Michael back."A surge of adrenaline coursed th
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Marco’s POVAs I stood in the middle of the dark room, the flickering candle at the far end casting eerie shadows on the walls, I couldn't help but feel a sense of unease. The air was heavy with an unexplained tension, and a chill ran down my spine. This place felt unfamiliar, yet there was something hauntingly familiar about it.I cautiously moved closer to the candle, the dim light revealing the details of the room. The walls were adorned with faded tapestries, their once vibrant colors now muted with age. Dust particles danced in the air, stirred by an unknown force, adding to the ethereal atmosphere.As I studied the room, a sense of déjà vu washed over me. It was as if I had been here before, in another time, in another life. But the memories remained elusive, just beyond my grasp, teasing me with their presence.The silence hung heavy, broken only by the faint sound of my own footsteps echoing against the stone floor. Each step seemed to reverberate through the room, amplifying
One Night Stand with the Lycan Chapter Thirty- One
Marco’s POV My father's words reverberated through my being, echoing like a thunderclap in the deepest recesses of my soul. They shattered the fragile cocoon of confidence that had started to envelop me, leaving behind a disorienting sense of uncertainty and fear. I struggled to find my voice, my words stumbling out in a disjointed manner as I attempted to grasp the full implications of his revelation. "But... but why?" I stammered, my voice quivering with a mix of disbelief and apprehension. "If Swiftclaw poses such a grave threat, shouldn't we be compelled to use every ounce of our power to eliminate him?" A solemn expression crossed my father's weathered face as he reached out, placing a gentle hand on my trembling shoulder. In that moment, his touch held both comfort and gravity, as if he were trying to impart a lifetime of wisdom and burden upon me. "Marco, my son," he began, his voice carrying a weight that matched the heaviness of his gaze. "There is a dark secret that inter
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Marco’s POVAs I gathered my bearings in the dimly lit room, a sense of foreboding gripped my heart. The surroundings had transformed from the familiar space I had known before. The walls that were once adorned with ancestral symbols and ancient tapestries were now stained with blood, stretching and contorting in grotesque shapes that seemed to writhe with malevolence. The air crackled with an aura of pure evil, causing a shiver to run down my spine."What is this place?" I muttered to myself, my voice barely audible amidst the eerie silence. Fear and confusion intertwined within me, but I knew I had to stay vigilant. There was a reason I had been brought here, a purpose yet to be unveiled.As I cautiously navigated the room, my eyes darted across the macabre scene before me. Shadows danced in the corners, their flickering forms seeming to whisper secrets that eluded my comprehension. Every step I took was accompanied by the sound of my own racing heartbeat, reverberating through the
One Night Stand with the Lycan Chapter Thirty Three
Scarlett’s POVConcern etched across my face as I entered Marco's room, the door creaking softly under my touch. The dim glow of a single lamp cast eerie shadows that danced along the walls, creating an atmosphere of both comfort and trepidation. I had sensed something amiss, a disturbance in the bond that connected our pack, and now I found myself drawn to Marco's side, yearning to unravel the mysteries that plagued his troubled sleep.Soft footsteps carried me closer to his bed, the wooden floorboards sighing beneath my weight. Moonlight filtered through the curtains, casting a gentle glow upon his face, revealing the creases of worry etched upon his brow. My heart ached at the sight, aching to ease his torment, to offer solace in this moment of vulnerability.As I approached, a soft whimper escaped his lips, his features contorted in a mixture of anger and confusion. My breath caught in my throat, witnessing the inner turmoil that ravaged his dreams. Gently, I reached out, my hand
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Marco’s POVScarlett took a deep breath, her voice tinged with both fear and vulnerability. "In my dream, before Swiftclaw attacked you, I saw something... something horrifying," she began, her words hesitant. "I saw our baby, Marco. I saw our unborn child being attacked, right after I had conceived it."My heart skipped a beat, a mixture of concern and anger flooding my veins. "Attacked? By whom?" I asked, my voice laced with a protective instinct.Scarlett's eyes welled up with tears as she struggled to recount the details. "I couldn't see the attacker's face clearly, but I knew it was intentional. They wanted to kill our baby, Marco. I fought back, but I wasn't fast enough. And then... then Swiftclaw stabbed you."A surge of anger and anguish coursed through me as I imagined the horror Scarlett had witnessed. I moved closer to her, gently wrapping my arms around her trembling form. "Shh, my love," I whispered, my voice filled with comfort. "I'm here now, and I won't let anything ha
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Marco’s POV As the sun dips below the horizon, casting long shadows across the rugged landscape, I know that time is of the essence. I have to act swiftly and gather any information that could lead me to whoever Scarlett saw in her dream—the elusive leader of our warriors. The tattoo on the wrist is a crucial clue, and I need to find out if anyone has encountered a clan bearing such a mark. Leaving Scarlett in the safety of the chambers, I set out to find Sage, my beta. The moonlight filters through the canopy above, illuminating my path as I navigate the treacherous terrain. I push my body to its limits, driven by determination and a burning desire to protect my loved ones. Hours turn into an eternity as I roam through the wilderness, my senses sharp and alert. Finally, I reach the hidden enclave where my warriors reside—a place of camaraderie and loyalty forged through countless battles. I spot Sage standing at the center, his imposing figure radiating strength and wisdom. I appr
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