Elena’s POV
Standing there with Julian beside me, I watched Marcus’s expression shift into something dangerous. The revelation about my children had pushed him past his breaking point. His eyes blazed with a fury I’d never witnessed before, and I could practically feel the rage radiating from his body.
Marcus began moving toward me with predatory steps, his canines elongating as his claws emerged from his fingertips. The transformation was happening whether he wanted it or not.
"Marcus. Get yourself under control." I snapped.
"You had his children?" Marcus’s voice came out as a growl. His chest heaved with each labored breath. The man I knew was gone, replaced entirely by his wolf.
Before he could take another step in my direction, Damien appeared out of nowhere and slammed Marcus to the ground. Using his superior size and strength, Damien pinned him down, applying enough pressure to keep him immobilized until the rage subsided.
Once Damien released him and stepped back, positioning himself as a barrier between Marcus and me, Marcus bolted toward the treeline without a word.
"We can’t let him go like that." I said urgently.
"What do you mean?" Damien asked, confused.
"This pack has been killing humans. That’s exactly why the military is involved now." I explained.
"I’ll track him down. Julian, I despise you, but keep her safe." Damien commanded.
"I don’t need a babysitter." I protested.
"Maybe not. But I know he’ll protect you anyway. Especially in a pack where most people want you gone." Damien replied.
"Whatever." I conceded. Damien disappeared into the woods after Marcus, and I faced Julian. "You think this pack will accept me any better now that they know there’s a vampire among us?"
"Doubtful. But I’m not leaving." Julian stated firmly.
"Obviously not." I muttered, heading back inside.
I brewed another cup of coffee and settled at the dining table, pulling out my phone. Skye answered on the second ring when I called.
"Hey Elena. Everything okay?" Her voice carried concern.
"Yes, we’re fine. Don’t stress about anything. How are my babies?" I asked.
"They’re both sleeping peacefully, but they kept asking about you earlier. They also wondered why their father rushed out so suddenly. They were worried something had happened to you." She explained.
"No need for them to worry. You can tell them I’m completely safe." I assured her.
"That’s a relief. I’ve been awake because when Alpha Damien got that call from you, he tore out of here like his life depended on it. I assumed you were in danger too." She admitted.
"It almost went that way. But Damien’s presence here has calmed things down somewhat. Marcus realized he couldn’t intimidate me the way he planned, not when I have a mate backing me up." I said.
"I’m glad to hear that." She sounded relieved.
"Give them both kisses from me. I’m not certain when we’ll be back to see them. Hopefully tomorrow, but there’s so much chaos happening here." I told her.
"Don’t worry about the children. I have everything under control. If you need to stay longer, then stay. Though they’ll probably want to talk to you tomorrow." She said.
"That sounds perfect. I really need to hear their voices too. This is the longest I’ve ever been separated from them." I confessed.
"I figured you’d be struggling with that." She said knowingly.
"More than I expected. Anyway, get some sleep. Briar will be awake at dawn." I reminded her.

Marcus might hold the Alpha title, but compared to other Alphas I’d encountered, he was nothing more than an arrogant coward. His only real talent seemed to be running his pack like a military boot camp.
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