#Chapter 15 (Marlon) Beyond the Chains

“What the fuck,” Marlon hissed as the vomit made its way down his body. Deonna stares at him terrified. Remembering their last encounter, Marlon’s heat was already rising, and now he had her vomit all over him. He felt disgusted, but then it felt as though his inner wolf was laughing at him. He knew she was in this closet the moment he walked by his son’s room and could smell her scent. He would know her scent from anywhere, especially because she’s been working in the rose garden for so long that she had a bit of a rosy smell to her, along with her musk and sweat. He barged into his son’s room and instantly went towards Deonna’s scent, which brought him to this closet. As he opened it, he could tell she wasn’t expecting him to be standing there. He wasn’t sure why she was in his son’s closet, but it was clear to him that they weren’t sleeping together. He didn’t smell Deonna’s scent on Bob. He ignored the angry jealous ping of his wolf howling in his stomach. He had to fig