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Chapter 31(a)...

Hi! peeps,

Thanks a lot for all the votes and comments... 

I want Marcos's P.O.V to be in 1st person like Luca and Derek's so please don't get confused...

This chapter is a short one and not that good but i hope you will like it...

Thank you.

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(Marcos P.O.V)

The more I understood hope, the more I realized that all along it deserved to be in Pandora's box with the plagues, sorrow; that it serves the need of those in power as surely as belief in a distant heaven; that hope is really nothing more than a secular way of keeping us in line… People sometimes think, ‘If things are so bad, why don’t you just kill yourself?’ The answer was that life is really, really good. It was complex enough being that I can hold in my heart the understanding that we are really, really fucked, and at the same time that life is really, really good. I was full of rage, sorrow, joy, love, hate, despair, happiness, satisfaction, dissatisfaction, and a thousand other feelings. We were really fucked.…

Many people are afraid to feel despair. They fear that if they allow themselves to perceive how desperate our situation really is, they must then be perpetually miserable. They forget that it is possible to feel many things at once. They also forget that despair is an entirely appropriate response to a desperate situation...

I had lived almost 8 years in darkness, away from every possible threat, hidden behind the lights and watched over Derek grow up to be a dark, mysterious  and a very powerful Alpha; how much he struggled suffered to bring back the Great Hale Pack to it's glory, although they have lost a large amount of territory to other werewolf packs but the new Hale Pack is more organized, powerful and dedicated to their Alpha and the pack...

I have watched how he turned the unmatched, misbehaving, arrogant, teens into perfect well-trained betas, lost and won and at last be the Alpha Talia Hale dreamt of... With a hole in his heart, he stood like steel for all the miserable kids, being the martyr and ready to sacrifice for his pack and their family...

I had my eyes everywhere, watched my brother turning into a beautiful submissive boy, struggled with the uncontrollable, deep love he had  for his mate as he  looked at the moon, yearning for his mate, for his Derek... I have watched him suffer for five years in Serus imprisonment, I have watched my aunt die, saving her family from Seus' minions, my family got destroyed, torn apart like a piece of cloth, my uncle was forced to work for the evil vampires who ruled the once so beautiful Vampyria...

I have lived for over 80 years, and seen the great Valeti coven fall, once we were the guardian of the vampire land and looked after them, my family fell for being the vampires who supported human lives not despire them, the Sevens dying in the hands of the vampires. They only seek  revenge from the people of the main land, an eye for an eye, land for land and blood for blood..

I desperately needed revenge from the woman who was the reason for the death of the innocent people in the Hale, who forced me to become the hideous, blood-frenzy monster as she bewitched me and compelled me to do so, who ravaged my little brother's life and took away his mate...

I looked at Derek, he had a confused look on his face, I really can't blame the man, anyone would had been confused, the witch had her roots dug deep and eradicating was my motive, which might be impossible if Derek is not on my side, because I was sure, he won't think twice to kill me again if I lay a finger on Kate...