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Marcellus POV ***Trigger Warning: scenes of physical violence I barely got rid of that pesky whore Noosha and the pestering nags of my father. He is absolutely ruled over by that whore. I scoffed and rolled my eyes whilst dashing through corridors to get to the bloody room. Naevres will beg for death because of this, that stupid, incompetent fucker. I came into the room. It still smelled like lilies of the valley, hyacinths and roses. This minx had such a unique and potent scent, so mouthwatering and mesmerising. Speaking of little bitch, why did I feel that I was hurting more than her each time when I inflicted pain on her? Each fucking lash on her body ached worse than it would if it was inflicted on my own body. It appeared as if I was reliving every second of her misery and pain when my boys tortured her. Forget about it. Focus. I came to my senses and saw the idiot sitting on the chair next to the bed, hands tucked in the head, elbows on slightly spread legs, and he was rock
Unwanted daughter of cursed Alpha King Noosha
Marcellus POV“Noosha”, I nodded. I looked like shit. My suit and shirt were drenched with twats blood, and my face was spray painted with it. I finally looked like the devil everyone portrayed me to be. Noosha, the bitch, on the other hand, you would never think that she is my stepmother. She looked more like my younger sister. She looked like she was barely 20, all pampered and pristine. But fuck that. Not relevant. I was about to close the door, where semiconscious Naevres was still wheezing and gargling, and to walk away, but she grabbed me for the shoulder. I momentarily froze, trying to stop the anger, bile and disgust brewing again. God, how I want to kill this fucking bitch. I first pulled out a handkerchief from my blood-drenched trousers and wiped the blood sprayed on my face. Then I dusted away invisible dust from the shoulder she had just touched. She raised her eyebrow and looked at me murderously, with malice, but just for a second, and then she masked it to her usual
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Marcellus’ POV“Idiot”, I punched the twat straight into his face with all my might. Blood trickled from his broken nose, and he fell to the ground. “All of you are incompetent” I smashed all the books, a shitload of paperwork, whiskey bottles, glasses and other random crap on my table. “For three fucking months, you cannot find a little girl!!!” I snarled and smacked each of the morons standing in front of me straight into their stupid faces. And they endured my ordeal silently. “Best trackers, my ass! Fucking!!!! Incompetent!!!” The veins on my neck protruded as I roared from the bottom of my lungs to fuel off this fucking rage. Where is that fucking bitch? I thought to myself, I am going to skin her alive and dip her sleazy body in wolfsbane until she doesn’t sizzle to death when I get my hands on her. I started to thrash and break the stuff around me, then punched the tracker closest to me just for the sake of fun. Before I made my way out, I shouted in pure rage, which suffoca
Unwanted daughter of cursed Alpha King Where could she go?
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Unwanted daughter of cursed Alpha King The last surviving Thessalian
Malleteagan’s POVBreathing the sacred air of Amaaralva again. The destroyed kingdom of Thessalian witches in the Soovaree realm. I have destroyed it, and I have enjoyed every moment of it. Since the day I scattered the mushed remnants of Larissa’s body in this forest, I became so fond of this place. It gave me peace. Almost like Nerzelis. My Lycan is always quiet and deep in the pits of my mind when we come here. Contours of Amaralvanth castle could be seen peering through forest trees in the distance of a forgotten forest in the forgotten subrealm of Soovaree. The soil of this forest is fertilised with the blood and bones of the Thessalian bitch. It made me rejoice silently while remembering how I was stomping it. It feels as if I am stomping and crushing her dead body again when walking through the forest—the unique, nirvana-like sentiment of sacrilege and transcendence, all in one. The feeling of walking on the ground soiled with Larissa’s corpse is liberating. Just to get hold of
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