Filed To Story: Veiled Desires of the Alpha King Novel
“A walk.”, Marcy repeated. “There are a few things I would like to discuss with you, in private. Maybe in the garden?”
Dayson’s vision blurred as Marcy’s image overlapped with another face. That other face was barely noticeable, but Dayson saw honey-colored eyes and copper-colored hair and he really hoped to see more of it, because it made him feel something.
“Sure.”, Dayson responded robotically. “Whenever you are ready.”
Marcy gulped some water with haste and stood up. “Now is fine.” She couldn’t eat in this awkward atmosphere anyway.
Dayson followed after Marcy, and they left the dining room in silence.
“Do you think she will try something?”, Mindy asked in a whisper.
“Definitely.”, Dawn responded, and she went to check Dayson’s plate and she frowned. “He didn’t finish his food.”
“How much did he have?”, Maya asked.
“Well, he finished the steak and for the rest… about three quarters. It’s difficult to tell because he mixed gravy with mashed potatoes.”, Dawn said.
“Now what?”, Mindy asked.
Gideon responded, “Now, we wait. Cornelia said that it will take some time for the potion to work and if he didn’t have the full dose, then…” He was not sure what then.
“Wouldn’t it be best for Talia to be with Dayson?”, Maya asked. “If the magic is cracked even a little bit, the bond could break through.”
They all looked at Gideon. He was the expert in that area.
Unfortunately, this was beyond Gideon’s expertise. He wanted to tell them to ask Cornelia, but he remembered that the witch said this was the first time for them to create a potion that would suppress the dark magic, and they didn’t have much time to test it.
However, Gideon knew one thing. “If Dayson’s emotions are unstable and Marcy and Talia meet in front of him, it might push him either way.”
Mindy groaned and Gideon turned to talk to her. “I know it’s hard, but we can’t forget that Marcy knows she is the second woman, and she is consciously taking over Talia’s spot. If Dayson is not accepting of Talia decisively, Marcy will take advantage of it and Talia will be deeply hurt just by the fact that Dayson is entertaining Marcy. I suggest that we give him some time. They are just walking in the garden. In the worst case, the potion didn’t work, and we need to try again.” Cornelia said that there are three doses.
“In one minute, I will go and check.”, Jaeden volunteered.
“No.”, George rejected Jaeden’s idea. “If you go, your Alpha will look at it as disrespect. Remember what Talia said. If this fails, we can’t risk that he puts all of us in the dungeon because there will be no one to watch over him and the Shadow Fang pack. You and Maya need to stay neutral unless Dayson is on the verge of making a big mistake.”
“Should I go?”, Mindy offered. She had no problems telling Dayson what was on her mind or giving a slap or two to Marcy. Mindy was still vexed by what happened earlier with Cornelia, and Mindy had extra energy she would gladly spend on Marcy.
“I will go.”, George said. “I am not Dayson’s subordinate, and I can get Marcy to back down just by reminding her of a few things.”
Dawn frowned at George’s words, and he gave her hand a gentle squeeze to reassure her that he got this under control. George didn’t want to get close to Marcy either, but there was no one else better for the job.
In the garden…
Marcy walked half a step behind Dayson, wondering how to start a conversation. She was really itchy to get confirmation of how she will be his Luna. That will make her father happy, but more than that, Marcy saw that as her ticket to freedom. Sure, she will be tied to Dayson and to this pack, but in her opinion, anything was better than being stuck in the Red Moon pack as a princess without any real power.
They passed by one bench nestled between two tall rose bushes, and Marcy frowned a bit when Dayson paused to stare at the bench, but then he continued walking.
Marcy wanted to say how that was a good spot to chat with privacy from any prying eyes, but Dayson was moving further into the darkness, making Marcy uneasy.
There were no lights in the garden, and with every step, the visibility was reducing. This was Alpha Dayson’s territory and if he wanted to get frisky, they could go to his room, or hers, or just about anywhere… was there a need for the darkness?
Lost in her thoughts and diminishing visibility, Marcy’s leg brushed against one rock, and she lost balance. Her hand waved wildly, and she latched herself on Dayson’s arm.
It was accidental, but Marcy thought of this as a happy accident and she had no intention of letting go.
Dayson paused and stared at Marcy who was now holding him, and she didn’t let go even after she regained her balance.
“Alpha Dayson…”, Marcy called sweetly, and she squeezed his firm bicep.
Dayson didn’t like that she was holding him, but something else got his attention.
Dayson inched closer, his face hovering above Marcy’s and she thought that he will kiss her, but to her disappointment, he just sniffed the air.
“Your scent is not right.”
Dayson looked at Marcy who licked her lips in anticipation of a kiss that was not coming.
“Your scent is not right.”, he said.
Marcy’s scent was heavy, reminding him of sweetened coconut that stayed in a sealed bag for too long. For some inexplicable reason, Dayson expected a much lighter scent, sweet and citrusy, a scent that was more pleasing than the freesia his mother used to plant.
In reality, Marcy was an attractive young woman with curves in all the right places, obviously offering herself to him, and regardless of what were her motives, he should pounce on her right then and there; it wouldn’t be the first time for Dayson to take advantage of a woman in such a situation. Yet, Dayson found himself repulsed at the idea of being intimate with Marcy.
Dayson observed her unblemished skin, silky blonde hair, and meticulous makeup that was just enough to accentuate her light blue eyes and full lips… nothing about Marcy was really wrong, yet nothing was right either.
Marcy’s eyes widened at the sight of Dayson frowning. Did he say that she smells bad?
“I showered before dinner.”, Marcy blurted out. She really did. But then she understood that something else might be off. Just how for Marcy George’s scent was better than any other, if Talia was Dayson’s mate, no other scent would compare to Talia’s. At least not until Dayson rejects the annoying assistant.
“Are you thinking about Talia?”
“Talia?” The name on his lips sounded oddly familiar like he said it many times before.
Marcy hummed in confirmation. “Talia, your assistant. You shouldn’t bother with that nobody. Once you mark me, you will forget about her completely.”
“You think I need to mark you in order to forget about my assistant?” What a strange thing to say, Dayson thought.
Marcy giggled, feeling that his words confirmed how Talia was not Dayson’s mate and that Talia was not important. “Of course not. It’s just that she has an unhealthy attachment to you. Once I become your Luna…”
“Alpha Dayson!”, a stern voice came from the side and Marcy’s insides jolted when she realized that it was George. Why was he here?
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