Mark Me Yours ✔️[REWRITING]

(27) I Sense The Pain In Your Presence

Can't get my head out of this song <3

Chapter Twenty Seven (Unedited)

The alcohol buzzing through Raphael blood faded instantly as it turn dark as the winter night. Disbelief etched on his hooded eyes as he stared at his brother with pain

"Lucas, I'm serious. Do not fool such offending words to the girl" Raphael couldn't believe his ears. Lucas sounded drunk but his words speak the truth every time he's wasted. Raph was sober enough to fully understand that Lucas was indeed following his intentions for Savanna and that worried him.

Savanna had wormed her way through his heart. Softening his affection for anyone other then his wife. And the young lass had made him believe she was his daughter for a mere weeks she had lived with them in the same roof.

Raphael knew his brother too well. He knew when he was in his weak state and his strongest one and right now, he was showing the vulnerability he rarely shows

But as they sat, conversing about their sorrows. The wind pick up its speed that he realized their main subject were now on the little she-wolf Lucas had accidentally marked. He had tortured himself with grief by avoiding her and he knew too well it was driving both wolves into chaos. He explained his position and as a brother,  Raph always had his back but he also had hers and dearly Raph knew who was in the wrong right now

"Your fucking screwed you know that Lucas right? Your an ass who thinks you could just drill other people to get what you want? Pahh! you ignorant scum"

Lucas let that insult go. Swinging himself another round of alcohol

"Shut up, you agreed to it too"

"Then what the hell are you going to do with your little mate then? Shes innocent. Why are you trying to kill the innocent ones Lucas?" He tried to get some reason but Lucas only stood his ground. Never wavering  from regret

"NO"Lucas slurred once again "That witch needs to die once and for all and we cant accomplish that without that woman"

"That woman has a name Lucas" He spat to his brother.

"I need her. We need her you know that so just shut up"

"And what next? Whats going to happen next when she defeats Vashka? What would happen to the both of you?"

Lucas didn't answer instead he watched Raphael, His eyes emotionless as he answered coldly

"The world will be always at war if a living blood of Vashka is still present in our world. We do what is necessary to keep our kind living"

"How could you even say that! You've marked her, shes considered as your mate!"

"No. NO she not. I don't have one. She will never replace my wife Raphael. She has to die"

Angered by his answer, Raphael quickly stood, not bothered as his head swirled with pain and blur that he had to give a second to compose himself

"Oh How rich coming from the witches first soldier. This war was yours to begin with and now you fool ourselves in believing that we should kill an innocent girl? Because the reason why she's here, alive in the first place was so we could experiment  her? use her as our weapon instead? I will not follow your orders if this is what you give us Lucas, blood or not, I will not allow myself to follow your plans any more!"

Lucas only mumbled, Too tired to reply

"Your selfish bastard" He hiss before wobbling to turn only to catch a whif of a familiar scent. Slowly his eyes lingered towards the open door where his eyes finally zeroed towards the shaking woman. Eyes held fear and his heart increased