Talia walked in front while guiding Marcy and George to Damon's office.
Talia was nervous knowing that this will be it. The first meeting of Marcy and Damon. Will it be their last one? Talia hoped so, but realistically… probably not.
She could feel Damon's anxiousness increasing with every step she took. He was watching them through the security feed, and he knew they were coming. Somehow, knowing that Damon was a nervous wreck, made Talia feel a bit better.
Talia did her best to compose herself.
What's the worst that can happen?
Based on what Mindy said, things could escalate, and in that case, Maya, Kalina, and Mindy will help her hide the body.
Maya's estimate was that they will have at least one week until people notice that Marcy was missing, and by then they will figure out how to deal with the aftermath.
One thing confused Talia. She was walking in front because she was leading the way. But what about George and Marcy?
Marcy was the main guest and George was her guard. Why was he walking in front of Marcy?
Based on the hierarchy werewolves respected, Marcy should walk in front.
Something didn't seem right, but Talia couldn't put her finger on it. She hoped that Damon will be able to figure it out.
George had his signature unreadable expression, but his insides were twisting into knots as he fought his internal battle.
His wolf wanted to turn around, grab Marcy, and run away with her to a place where no one will find them. On the other hand, George didn't want anything to do with Marcy.
George knew that this was the bond. Will one bond make him abandon everything he worked so hard for?
He finally got close to Alpha Edward and is able to pry into the secrets of the Red Moon pack. He is only a step away from avenging his parents and his pack.
If Alpha Edward finds out that George and Marcy are mates, all that will collapse. And if Marcy and George were not mates, George would be able to dismiss Marcy easily, just like any other woman.
George couldn't deny that every time he and Marcy touched, it felt heavenly. His anger swelled again. It would feel much better if she didn't ruin the bond between them!
And why did she do that? So that she obeys her father? So that she becomes Alpha Damon's Luna?
George wondered, should he tell Marcy that he is an Alpha? No. For Marcy, that won't change anything because other than his Alpha bloodline, George didn't have anything else going for him.
George was aware of the possibility that if Marcy found out about his true background, she will tell Alpha Edward, and then years of his hard work will be for naught.
Marcy rejected George when she thought he was an Omega, and she was not willing to accept him as Commander George either, and all that was only so that she can give herself to an Alpha who was not her mate!
He couldn't believe that less than an hour ago she was moaning his name, yet now she was going to become another man's woman. Power-hungry bitch!
Marcy walked behind George while clutching the hem of her blouse.
She knew that this was it. She was about to meet with Alpha Damon. She needed to leave a good impression. But, why was her mind all over the place?
It was all George's fault! If he accepted her rejection right away, none of this would be a problem!
And if George didn't come to her hotel room last night, she wouldn't know about the ecstasy of having him inside her. And if he didn't come to her room just an hour ago, she wouldn't have these doubts if going along with her father's arrangements was a good idea.
Marcy told herself to drop any thoughts about resisting her father's wishes. He took her passport, and his men are everywhere. Only by becoming Alpha Damon's Luna, Marcy will get her chance to do what she wants. What did she want? Marcy was not sure, but once she gets the power, she will figure it out.
She looked at the broad back in front of her. George was not romantic, gentle, or caring. He was nothing like the prince charming she imagined many times, but everything about him was right… everything was right except that he was not Alpha Damon.
Marcy took a deep breath to compose herself, but the sweet scent of clover made it all worse. Damn it!
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The door of the study cracked open, and Damon watched as Talia walked in first, and he knew that she didn't look at him because her composure might crack. It was better this way. He will handle Marcy, and Talia will get to see him clear the path for them. As a man, he should do this.
Once Marcy is out of the picture, Talia's wolf will be pacified, and Damon will get to mark Talia and they will be official! Yes, yes. He will focus on the end goal and that will be his drive to go through whatever is coming.
Damon blinked to see Marcy and George standing in front of his desk. It seems that he spaced out a bit.
Damon stood up and gestured toward the chairs on the opposite side of his desk. "Have a seat. I hope your trip was pleasant."
Marcy frowned at this stony welcome. Sure, she didn't expect hugs and kisses right away, but this was too detached. Is this how a man welcomes his future wife?
"It was. Thank you, Alpha Damon."
It was George who responded, and he took a seat on one of the two chairs.
Marcy sat on the chair next to George and glanced around.
With her every next inhale, Marcy detected something she could describe as a wanton scent and she wondered what exactly Alpha Damon was doing in his study. The window was open, and the intensity of the scent told Marcy that whatever thing Damon did, it was recent.
Marcy's eyebrows shot up when she saw that Talia was still in the study, and she also had her own desk and everything.
Marcy concluded that Talia was much more than just a host.
Wait! Didn't her father tell her that Alpha Damon had an assistant?
With the lustful scent lingering in the air, Marcy had a hunch that Talia is assisting Damon with more than just checking his emails and answering phone calls.
Damon's attention was on George. "I heard you wanted to meet with me."
"Yes.", George responded. "Alpha Edward wanted me to ensure that future Alpha James is getting the most out of this visit by attending training. If he can learn with the group from the Lightclaw pack, that would be for the best."
Damon expected this. "We can arrange that. Do you have any specific requirements we should be aware of? I won't make guarantees, but if possible, we will accommodate them…"
George and Damon started talking about training-related issues and Marcy pressed her lips into a line.
Marcy felt like an extra. Shouldn't she be the main person?
Talia walked in front while guiding Marcy and George to Damon's office.
Talia was nervous knowing that this will be it. The first meeting of Marcy and Damon. Will it be their last one? Talia hoped so, but realistically… probably not.
She could feel Damon's anxiousness increasing with every step she took. He was watching them through the security feed, and he knew they were coming. Somehow, knowing that Damon was a nervous wreck, made Talia feel a bit better.
Talia did her best to compose herself.
What's the worst that can happen?
Based on what Mindy said, things could escalate, and in that case, Maya, Kalina, and Mindy will help her hide the body.
Maya's estimate was that they will have at least one week until people notice that Marcy was missing, and by then they will figure out how to deal with the aftermath.
One thing confused Talia. She was walking in front because she was leading the way. But what about George and Marcy?
Marcy was the main guest and George was her guard. Why was he walking in front of Marcy?
Based on the hierarchy werewolves respected, Marcy should walk in front.
Something didn't seem right, but Talia couldn't put her finger on it. She hoped that Damon will be able to figure it out.
George had his signature unreadable expression, but his insides were twisting into knots as he fought his internal battle.
His wolf wanted to turn around, grab Marcy, and run away with her to a place where no one will find them. On the other hand, George didn't want anything to do with Marcy.
George knew that this was the bond. Will one bond make him abandon everything he worked so hard for?
He finally got close to Alpha Edward and is able to pry into the secrets of the Red Moon pack. He is only a step away from avenging his parents and his pack.
If Alpha Edward finds out that George and Marcy are mates, all that will collapse. And if Marcy and George were not mates, George would be able to dismiss Marcy easily, just like any other woman.
George couldn't deny that every time he and Marcy touched, it felt heavenly. His anger swelled again. It would feel much better if she didn't ruin the bond between them!
And why did she do that? So that she obeys her father? So that she becomes Alpha Damon's Luna?
George wondered, should he tell Marcy that he is an Alpha? No. For Marcy, that won't change anything because other than his Alpha bloodline, George didn't have anything else going for him.
George was aware of the possibility that if Marcy found out about his true background, she will tell Alpha Edward, and then years of his hard work will be for naught.
Marcy rejected George when she thought he was an Omega, and she was not willing to accept him as Commander George either, and all that was only so that she can give herself to an Alpha who was not her mate!
He couldn't believe that less than an hour ago she was moaning his name, yet now she was going to become another man's woman. Power-hungry bitch!
Marcy walked behind George while clutching the hem of her blouse.
She knew that this was it. She was about to meet with Alpha Damon. She needed to leave a good impression. But, why was her mind all over the place?
It was all George's fault! If he accepted her rejection right away, none of this would be a problem!
And if George didn't come to her hotel room last night, she wouldn't know about the ecstasy of having him inside her. And if he didn't come to her room just an hour ago, she wouldn't have these doubts if going along with her father's arrangements was a good idea.
Marcy told herself to drop any thoughts about resisting her father's wishes. He took her passport, and his men are everywhere. Only by becoming Alpha Damon's Luna, Marcy will get her chance to do what she wants. What did she want? Marcy was not sure, but once she gets the power, she will figure it out.
She looked at the broad back in front of her. George was not romantic, gentle, or caring. He was nothing like the prince charming she imagined many times, but everything about him was right… everything was right except that he was not Alpha Damon.
Marcy took a deep breath to compose herself, but the sweet scent of clover made it all worse. Damn it!
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The door of the study cracked open, and Damon watched as Talia walked in first, and he knew that she didn't look at him because her composure might crack. It was better this way. He will handle Marcy, and Talia will get to see him clear the path for them. As a man, he should do this.
Once Marcy is out of the picture, Talia's wolf will be pacified, and Damon will get to mark Talia and they will be official! Yes, yes. He will focus on the end goal and that will be his drive to go through whatever is coming.
Damon blinked to see Marcy and George standing in front of his desk. It seems that he spaced out a bit.
Damon stood up and gestured toward the chairs on the opposite side of his desk. "Have a seat. I hope your trip was pleasant."
Marcy frowned at this stony welcome. Sure, she didn't expect hugs and kisses right away, but this was too detached. Is this how a man welcomes his future wife?
"It was. Thank you, Alpha Damon."
It was George who responded, and he took a seat on one of the two chairs.
Marcy sat on the chair next to George and glanced around.
With her every next inhale, Marcy detected something she could describe as a wanton scent and she wondered what exactly Alpha Damon was doing in his study. The window was open, and the intensity of the scent told Marcy that whatever thing Damon did, it was recent.
Marcy's eyebrows shot up when she saw that Talia was still in the study, and she also had her own desk and everything.
Marcy concluded that Talia was much more than just a host.
Wait! Didn't her father tell her that Alpha Damon had an assistant?
With the lustful scent lingering in the air, Marcy had a hunch that Talia is assisting Damon with more than just checking his emails and answering phone calls.
Damon's attention was on George. "I heard you wanted to meet with me."
"Yes.", George responded. "Alpha Edward wanted me to ensure that future Alpha James is getting the most out of this visit by attending training. If he can learn with the group from the Lightclaw pack, that would be for the best."
Damon expected this. "We can arrange that. Do you have any specific requirements we should be aware of? I won't make guarantees, but if possible, we will accommodate them…"
George and Damon started talking about training-related issues and Marcy pressed her lips into a line.
Marcy felt like an extra. Shouldn't she be the main person?
