Chapter 245: _The Beta’s Mark
Marcellus’ POV
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While Kaelos and Odessa were having a battle for the ages, back in the Blood Oak pack, Marcellus was reeling.
He had killed Elder Davina the previous night... But at a cost he didn’t realise was great until he got back to his residence.
"What do you mean she branded my soul?" Marcellus growled at Cullen, buttoning his shirt back up. "Are you sure you even used any magic in inspecting me or were you too busy staring at my abs?"
Cullen rolled his eyes, stepping back from Marcellus and shrugging. "Take it or leave it then. But I’m telling you... That moonstone explosion left traces of its energy on you. I’m not sure what it is but it’s etched into your being like a leech."
Marcellus’ forehead dripped with cold sweat as he leaned back against his sofa in the living room where he and Cullen were having the session.
He rubbed his hand down his forehead, letting out a scoff.
That old bitch!
She was still haunting him even after her death. What could she have possibly left behind in his soul?
"On a side note, I’m actually surprised you still have a soul," Cullen remarked, chuckling to himself as he turned his back on Marcellus, grabbing his drink from the center table. "I got to Elder Davina’s residence when Layla and the military advisor were sealing the place away from the public. I snuck in, saw her body... And DAMN."
He let out another chuckle, turning around and staring at Marcellus who ground his jaw, staring coldly at the lad.