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Marcellus’ POVI couldn’t watch it anymore. I couldn’t cope with her pain. I couldn’t stand this guilt anymore. “Aaaaaaargh!!! Stop with this!!! Take me out of here!!! Kill me!!!!! Please, kill me!!!Just stop it!!!” You wanted me to beg, bitch?! I am begging now… just stop this!!!” I thought I would manage to yell out loudly and beg them to stop the torture and end my life, but my tormented, aged body only managed to croak a muffled sound that sounded more like a rattled whisper of a man on a deathbed rather than a scream. The inhumane noises I made in an attempt to beg for death were broken by a malicious simper which echoed through the lab. I heard the bitches voice somewhere outside: “Hi….dear son…. I told you that you will be my bitch and will do exactly what I want…I have told you that you will beg…. I have told you that I will find your weakness…sooner or later…” the bitch cackled somewhere outside. “Oh…a birdie told me you have found your mate….son…Oh my…oh my…I see that gui
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Marcellus’ POVAnd then my gaze turned to the mirror of fears. There she stood, the embodiment of perfection. My mate. The goddess. The princess. The queen. Brought in this world to be mine, created just for me as I was made for her. I am the embodiment of sexual pleasure and desire. I am the incubus. I can lure any woman into my bed. With my telepathic abilities, I could invoke the desire in any woman or man, demon or any other creature. And army of women and men passed through my bed. But can I make a woman forgive me? Can I make her love me?No, and there is nothing more that I need at this moment. Aralyn’s forgiveness. Aralyn’s understanding that all the misery I made her go through was a fucking mistake that I would carry as a burden and regret as long as I am alive and beyond that point. I need Aralyn’s love. I need her to love me despite all the crap I did. This would give me a reason to fight back and to stay alive. I don’t want her to be attracted to me only because of the ma
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Aralyn’s POV While failing to learn from my past mistakes, I glanced back again quickly, and I saw my mother's shadows projected out of her body while my father was in his Lycan form. His Lycan looked like your worst nightmare, like the beast that came straight out of the ninth circle of the inferno. A bear-sized, massive, two-legged monster that looked like an enraged, sadistic, homicidal wolf on a hunt. His obsidian fur glistened blindingly in the hazy night as he shifted before my mother. If the reason for his shift weren't so daunting, just looking at the shine of his fur would make one mesmerised. The only light point on the deadly mass of charcoal black fur were his eyes, now radiating between neon grey and glacier white. The beast before us was truly magnificent and beautiful. Scrap that, nothing beautiful in here, I thought to myself next second when I saw his dragon-like fangs dripping foamy saliva, snarling and snapping towards mother rabidly. He looked monstrous, mur
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Aralyn's POV-Two months after the battle-"Marcellus Riggs, I hate you! Have you heard me, you motherfucker?! I hope you will live for eternity and watch everything you hold dear rot in Hell in slow and excruciating pain. You twisted piece of shit." I screamed at the top of my lungs while his face remained dreadfully expressionless.My memories drifted away back to the day of battle between Sentaya and Malleteagan and to the feeling of relief that rippled through me when Lycans were defeated, and they started to retreat.But…sense of urgency and horror replaced the relief momentarily when Hades' army started to surge into the battlefield. A whiff of massacred Lycans wafted to Hades himself. He wanted strong Lycan servants in his army, the ones of souls untouched and untainted by Sentaya and Denexus, so he could have them malleable and under his thumb with no leverage, nuisance or obstructions. And under the pecking order of Soovare underworld, Wengarthria, as the centre of hell, has
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