Chapter 409 – Hidden Desires of the Werewolf King Novel

Filed To Story: Veiled Desires of the Alpha King Novel

Talia and Marcy were in the living room. Talia was sitting on the sofa chair, and Marcy was on the sofa.

Other ladies went to the garden to hang out and to give Marcy and Talia privacy, and Dayson went to check how the training was going.

Of course, Dayson left only after Talia promised not to go into private quarters with Marcy, so that Dayson can keep an eye on her through the video surveillance that covers all hallways, common areas (such as the living room), and perimeter around the packhouse (garden included).

The only one who refused to leave was George. He was standing still like a statue, with his back to the wall, a few steps behind Marcy.

George had no intention of leaving Marcy out of his sight. Anger and dejection simmered in the pit of his stomach since the lunch in the restaurant, but Mindy was sticking to Marcy, and only when Talia arrived did Mindy leave, so George didn’t get his chance to talk to Marcy without anyone eavesdropping.

But he was used to waiting.

In the evening (if not sooner), George will get his chance to corner Marcy and ask her, does she really have no shame? She gave herself to her mate, who was right there, and she was talking about becoming Luna to some other guy? Did she really plan to go with that until the end?

Part of George wanted to beat Marcy until her family can’t recognize her, and other part of him wanted to choke her while he fucks her senselessly.

He knew that his impulses were impacted by the cracked bond between them and his unreasonable wolf, but there was nothing he could do about it. Sure, he could accept her rejection, but he knew how that was exactly what Marcy wanted, and George had no intention of giving Marcy what she wanted.

As for Marcy, she forgot about George’s existence a few minutes after she started talking to Talia.

Talia was glad that on the way to the packhouse, Maya told her some details about the arrangements related to tomorrow’s party, so Talia was able to respond to Marcy’s questions without guesswork.

Marcy had preferences about flowers, she wanted balloons, and she requested specific food and drinks to be served.

“I will see what we can do, Miss Marcy.”, Talia responded politely while cringing on the inside.

They were talking for nearly an hour and Talia would be deaf not to hear Marcy’s condescending tone.

After her chat with Maya, Talia knew that Marcy won’t get to attend that party, and Talia couldn’t wait to see Marcy’s back as she leaves the packhouse forever, but until Maya, Kalina, and Mindy do their thing to set up Marcy, Talia needed to play her role.

However, just agreeing to Marcy’s over-the-top demands was not the right solution either.

“Some of these items are popular in Europe, and we don’t have such a pastry chef in Darkbourne. Also, this is not the blooming season for irises.”

Marcy frowned. “Are you telling me that you can’t do it?”

“That’s not what I said. I am only pointing out that the party is tomorrow, and we don’t have much time to make changes. Pastry, in general, takes time to make so even if we find a suitable chef, and he is available, it’s doubtful he will be able to deliver these in time. As for the flowers, the greenhouses in the area might not have the required quantity.”

Marcy waved her hand, indicating that it was not important. “I don’t want to sound ungrateful. Treat my inputs as suggestions. For my next party, I will have time to make necessary arrangements.”

Talia released a long breath, together with some of her frustration, and she glanced at her phone to see a message from Dayson. He was on his way back from the training center and not a minute too early. Talia needed his proximity to calm down because Marcy was driving her nuts.

With that, Talia was ready to make her exit.

“I better hurry and make some phone calls to see if your changes can be accommodated. Is there anything else, Miss Marcy?”

“Yes, there is.”, Marcy said. “I wanted to discuss your position.”

The surprise on Talia’s face was genuine. “My position?”

Marcy went straight to the point. “I noticed that you are close to Dayson.”

Talia frowned. How dares Marcy call Dayson so casually? It seems that Marcy already settled in her position as Dayson’s Luna.

Marcy smiled magnanimously. “Don’t worry. I won’t ask him to remove you from your position. You can continue to serve him, as long as you are discrete about it.”

Talia was sure that her ears malfunctioned. “What?”

Marcy cocked an eyebrow. “Are you going to deny that you are sleeping with Dayson?” Marcy took Talia’s lack of response as a confirmation. “I will be his Luna and he will eventually get bored of you. Until that happens, as long as you are discrete, I won’t cause you problems.”

“How generous of you.”, Talia said sarcastically while trying to suppress her fury. It was one thing for Marcy to be arrogant, but when she started talking like Dayson was hers, Talia was in danger of blowing a fuse.

“I am not generous. I am realistic.”, Marcy said. “The fact is that I will be Dayson’s Luna, and you are replaceable. I only hope that when he finds his next assistant, you won’t give us trouble.”

Anger sizzled within Talia, and she was not aware that her face contorted into a grimace. “Do you really think you are in the position to make such a decision?”

Marcy frowned. “Keep talking like that and I will tell Dayson to replace you.”

“Please, do. I am eager to hear which one of us will be sent away.”

Marcy rolled her eyes. “No matter how good your skills in bed are, there are always better. When he feels a real woman”, she gestured toward herself, “he will abandon your skinny ass.”

Talia saw red. She completely forgot about Maya’s plan, and about Marcy being from the Red Moon pack. The only thing Talia saw was a shameless woman who wanted to take her place next to Dayson, and Marcy was pretending to be righteous while assuming that Talia was using her body in order to keep a job.

“Do you think that everyone is like you, to sleep for benefits?”

Marcy was outraged. “What did you say?”

“You heard me.”, Talia said angrily. “If you are spreading your legs for others, do you assume everyone else is doing that?”

“Dayson will hear about this. You are slandering me!”, Marcy hissed. “I am not like other she-wolves who sleep around.”

“Slander?”, Talia sneered and got her phone. “Let’s see if you can continue lying through your teeth after you see this…”

Marcy gritted her teeth while waiting to see what Talia will show her on the phone.

Considering the context of sleeping around, Marcy was confident that Talia was bluffing. Marcy didn’t have sex with anyone other than George, and that happened only on the previous day. As for before that, it couldn’t be anything incriminating because whenever Marcy was fooling around with guys, she was extra-careful that she was not recorded. And besides, that was in Europe. How could a no-name assistant girl reach all the way there to collect evidence?

Marcy was certain, if Talia has anything, it must be fake. Maybe a lookalike.

Talia was consumed in rage, and she quickly scrolled through files before playing one.

“What are you doing?”, Marcy’s voice was heard from the speaker.

“Memories of our first time, baby. Turn around. Let me see you…”, Dayson’s voice followed.

Talia’s insides churned at the thought of that video. Dayson said that he will erase it, but she kept a copy for herself (not just of that video, but of all files Dayson collected over the years), knowing that it could be handy, and that Dayson shouldn’t remove evidence just because it was bothering Talia.

Maya explained to Talia how they would use those files to discredit women who were after the position of Dayson’s Luna, and Talia thought how it would be unreasonable just to delete them, so… here she was… using one of the files to slap Marcy in the face.

Talia felt better when she saw that Marcy lost all color from her face.

“What is that?”, Marcy asked breathily. “Turn it off!”

Marcy jumped toward Talia to snatch her phone, but Talia nimbly avoided Marcy and pushed her back on the sofa. All that training with Dayson came in handy.

Marcy wanted to get up, but Talia twisted Marcy’s arm behind her back and held her to sit at an awkward angle while holding the phone in front of Marcy’s face to see.

Of course, Talia was not really that strong physically, but with a bit of her aura, she suppressed Marcy completely. And she was not even aware that she was using her aura. It was just as Dayson said, Talia was natural. She used her powers, without realizing it.

Marcy cringed as she couldn’t move, and Dayson’s voice continued from the phone, “Spread your legs… more… Perk up that ass… You are flooding Marcy…”

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