Filed To Story: Veiled Desires of the Alpha King Novel
George frowned at the point that Marcy was holding Dayson’s arm. “It seems you are bolder, princess Marcy.”, George said ominously. “I wonder what Alpha Dayson will say if he knew what happened on the way here…”
Marcy let go of Dayson’s arm, like she burned herself. She knew very well what George wanted to say. What was with that smug smirk that she could see clearly in the darkness? Was George blackmailing her? It definitely looked like it.
“Dayson”, George called without his title. “Why are you allowing Marcy to stick to you?”
Dayson sneered. On top of this confusion, George came here to tell him what to do. Was everyone trying to manipulate him? “What is it to you?”
“When I told you that Dawn is my second chance mate, you told me to treat her well otherwise Talia will be upset. It seems to me that you forgot about who is important because you are set on breaking Talia’s heart.”
Dayson blinked. Somehow, the fact that Dawn was George’s second chance mate was important, but Dayson was not sure why. And here was George again, talking about Talia. His headache increased.
“Let’s leave this talk for the morning. I had a busy day and I still have things to do…”, Dayson mumbled this last part and walked into the packhouse.
Marcy was about to go after Dayson, but George extended his arm, blocking her way.
“Why are you meddling? Don’t you have that Omega to entertain you, or did you already get bored of her? Go, find another one and leave me alone!”, Marcy hissed at George, and then she remembered what George said before. “That Omega is your second chance mate?”
“Her name is Dawn.”, George said. “I suggest you don’t provoke me or her because you will realize that Dawn is more than just an Omega.”
Marcy snorted and she made a wide curve to walk past George into the packhouse, but she froze when George spoke again.
“How is your wolf, Marcy? I wonder if Dayson will choose a Luna who lost her wolf.”
“It’s none of your business!”, Marcy hissed.
“True. It’s not mine, but I think it’s Alpha Dayson’s. How about we go after him and see how he takes this news.” George walked closer and smiled maliciously while talking in a low voice, “Or will he be more upset to find out that the woman who is picturing herself as a perfect Luna is not only wolf less, but she also gave herself to another man in his packhouse, right under his nose.”
Marcy gritted her teeth so hard that it felt like they were about to crack. “What do you want?”
“Know your place, Marcy. Or I will show it to you.”
Marcy exhaled irritably. “You have your mate. I won’t tell my father that you are an Alpha. Can you just let me be?”
Georg’s expression darkened. “Don’t think that you have something on me. If you spread that shit around, everyone will know that I was your first mate, and that rejection of that bond killed your wolf right after you gave your body to me. Think about who will suffer more between the two of us but be certain that I won’t go down without dragging you with me.”
“What will your mate say if she…”
“She knows.”, George deadpanned. “My mate knows everything.” He enjoyed Marcy’s sour expression. “You see, Marcy, mates don’t manipulate each other. No secrets. No games. Just accepting that we were meant to be together. If the Moon Goddess shows pity and gives you a second chance mate, try not rejecting the poor bastard before you figure out who he is.”
Marcy’s face was contorted into an ugly grimace as she glared at George’s retreating back. And she didn’t miss the scene of Dawn standing on the terrace and hugging George as soon as he got close.
Marcy wanted to go into the packhouse after Dayson, or maybe into her room, but George and Dawn were right there, hugging, and Marcy didn’t want to get close to them, so she ended up standing in the garden stupidly.
“Are you OK?”, Dawn asked George while inspecting his face anxiously.
George smiled and planted a kiss on Dawn’s forehead. “We are fine, Dawn. She is a nobody. I wish I knew that earlier. Then I would accept her rejection right away and come here to find you.”
Dawn’s lips lifted into a smile as relief washed over her. She could feel that George’s emotions were unstable as he spoke to Marcy, but it was not longing. He was angry and upset and Dawn was happy that all negativity disappeared the moment Dawn entered his visual range.
This little episode confirmed to Dawn that George was hers and hers only.
“I love you, George…”, Dawn said, and she could hear his heart beating faster.
He cupped her cheeks and looked into her eyes. “You are my light, Dawn. You are my everything.” And then he kissed her like he meant it.
Dayson made his way toward the stairs, with the intention to go to his room. He needed rest, or maybe a drink because facing people without understanding what was going on was not helping.
Since he exited the portal that leads to the Midnight Guardians pack, Dayson was running in his wolf form which took a toll on his body because his wolf was not there, and then he worked in the study without rest and he really wanted to shower and wash his arm where Marcy touched him. Twice. It felt dirty. Dayson wondered from where that came. He touched many women and they touched him in return, and it was never a big deal, but this really felt wrong to the point of his skin crawling.
Dayson was about to climb the stairs when he noticed an angry presence that rooted him in the spot. He turned slowly to see Stephanie standing there with her arms crossed over her chest.
“Dayson, Dayson, Dayson…”, Stephanie called repeatedly while shaking her head. Her face was stern, and her voice was full of disappointment, and it reminded him of the moments when his mother would scold him because he messed up big time.
What did he mess up now? Was this another thing he couldn’t remember?
“What, Steph?”
“What did I tell you when you brought Talia here?”
Dayson stiffened at the mention of Talia. It seemed that everyone here knew about that girl, and they all cared for her. Everyone, except Dayson.
“What did you tell me?”
“You knew that she didn’t have an easy life. Goddess knows why you were stubbornly keeping her here and refusing to let her relocate to another place, even though she asked for it, and Maya and I told you that’s the right thing to do because everyone here was looking down on her. I thought that she made you feel something. I told you not to play with her. I told you not to harm her…”
Stephanie’s words were like knives stabbing into Dayson’s heart.
“What makes you think I harmed her?”, Dayson asked.
“Are you kidding me? You went on a vacation with Talia. She was happy when she came to pick up the food for the road, only for you to return on your own and to allow that bloodsucker from the Red Moon pack to take Talia’s place. Tell me, what did you do to Talia? Where is she?”
Maybe all of them thought that Stephanie was oblivious because she didn’t talk about it, but she could see how Dayson and Talia looked at each other, how they changed over time, and those small interactions where Talia’s eyes would always search for Dayson, only to find him looking at her already.
Stephanie thought it was real, but when she saw Marcy sitting at the table on Talia’s spot and Dayson acting like it was a totally normal thing, Stephanie had enough.
One glance at Marcy gave Stephanie a Cassie-like déjà vu. Marcy was just another she-wolf who was after Dayson’s money and power. Stephanie thought that after kicking out Cassie, Dayson learned his lesson, but now that Marcy was acting like she was about to own this place and Dayson was fine with it, Stephanie wondered if Dayson was mentally challenged or if he was just thinking with his pecker. In either case, that’s not how an Alpha should act if he cares about his pack. And Stephanie thought that Dayson cared about the Shadow Fang pack. Maybe she was wrong. About everything.
Dayson couldn’t believe this. Why was Stephanie treating him like he was the bad guy? He might be many things, but he was not a person who would abuse women! Or maybe he was an abuser, the worst kind, but he forgot about that also.
“Why do you think I did anything to her?”
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