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Fighting For The Alpha's Mark Ten
SavannahXavier guided me out of the room, holding my hand. Each step toward the staircase felt like the slow ticking of a clock counting down to a bomb explosion. I held onto his hand tighter, seeking stability as my legs threatened to betray me.Deceit was a terrible thing. It caused a heavy weight to press against my heart. I could feel the physical force against my ribs. When we reached the landing, my gaze landed on a man and a woman waiting below.The man seemed powerful, the kind that had experienced years of leadership and ruthlessness. He had salt-and-pepper hair and was huge. Beside him stood a tall and slim woman exuding grace. Her skin shone like glass, and if one were to add years to me,I could pass for her. This was weird.The woman gasped and cried out, "Sasha, my darling!" She rushed forward, breaking into a run. My body locked up as she pulled me into a bear hug. She didn’t sense that I wasn’t Sasha, and with her face inches from mine when she pulled away, panic twis
Last Updated : 2025-04-01Fighting For The Alpha's Mark Eleven
Savannah I sat perched on the edge of the armchair, clutching a pillow. Sweat coated my palms, making the fabric feel slightly damp. I could feel the thump of my heartbeat against my ribs. Pressing my lips together, I tried to suppress the nerves eating me up. A car had just pulled into the driveway, sending a wave of panic through me. I was about to meet the doctor who specialized in trauma and memory loss—the doctor who was supposed to fix a memory that was never lost.I just hoped he would talk to me and listen without prescribing medication. They thought I was broken, malfunctioning, convinced that I was Sasha. What a joke. And now Xavier was trying to fix me, trying to rewire my brain. What if the medication had side effects? What if it altered me, made me act out, made me blurt out all the secrets I was hiding?My thoughts were spiraling into overdrive when Xavier joined me downstairs."Trust me, darling. He's going to help you. He's the best in town."My mouth opened to pro
Last Updated : 2025-04-01Fighting For The Alpha's Mark Twelve
Xavier I focused on Sasha as if trying to unravel every secret she held. There was something about her eyes. She looked at me softly yet guardedly, making me see her in a different light. Perhaps it was the memory loss or the presence of the bond I hadn’t felt in years, not since the hotel incident.The connection was a magnetic pull; it pulsed with energy and life, drawing me in. It was unbelievable how the bond transformed everything, how it made her the center of my world. Also ironic, considering we were on the verge of divorce.Watching her play in the pool with Adelaide made my breathing quicken. When our eyes met, I caught the desire in her gaze—a desire that matched the exact weight of what I felt.Back inside, she was helping Adelaide with a glass of juice when I stood behind her in the kitchen. I could tell by the slight tenseness in her body when my hand rested on her waist, feeling the warmth of her skin.“What are you doing?” she whispered softly. “Adelaide or anyone co
Last Updated : 2025-04-01Fighting For The Alpha's Mark Thirteen
Savannah "I need to go see my grandpa," I said to Xavier, who was seated across the table. He paused and lifted his gaze, locking it on mine."Your grandpa?" he trailed off.I could already read the unspoken words—it seemed Xavier and this grandpa were not exactly best pals.I shrugged. "You've been talking about how important he is to our marriage. Figured I should go see him."He opened his mouth to speak but shut it, then nodded. "I understand. Go ahead. Do you want me to come with you?""Oh, hell no," I muttered under my breath."No, I'll be fine on my own. Just tell me the location, and I'll use the GPS."Leaving the house was easier than I had anticipated. I hadn’t expected Xavier to let me go alone, considering I was pretending to have memory loss. Thankfully, Sasha's grandfather's house was in the park, so I didn't have to lie about my location—the map would send Xavier a red alert if the car drove past the park.My hands guided the car in a slightly different direction. Gran
Last Updated : 2025-04-01Fighting For The Alpha's Mark Fourteen
SavannahXavier had informed me earlier in the day that I should expect visitors from my “friends.”The thoughts hammered against my skull. Sasha's inner circle—the people who knew her better than anyone—were coming to pay a visit. According to the doctor, I needed to connect with as many people as possible to "jog" my memory.A sharp wave of nervous energy hit me. I knew they would see through me. My pretense would be paper-thin.Thank goodness for the amnesia, I chuckled. It was the perfect disguise. But even with memory loss as a shield, I knew I was walking a tightrope. One wrong word, and they would know. They would see the stranger in Sasha’s skin. They would see the imposter.Liar. Fraud. Thief.My subconscious kept screaming in my head. I shook it off as I picked up one of Sasha’s gem-encrusted crowns.My gaze hardened as I stared at myself in the mirror. I was doing this for Jermaine—for my son’s survival. All I had to do was play it cool, act confused and disoriented, rehear
Last Updated : 2025-04-02Fighting For The Alpha's Mark Fifteen
The phone felt cold and wrong in my hand as I pressed it to my ear. I was hiding between the narrow gap of two walls in a forgotten corner of the house. Adelaide was sleeping soundly in my bedroom, but the thought of her innocent chatter repeating anything she might overhear to Xavier kept me hidden away. I felt silly being so secretive around a four-year-old."Dad?" My voice barely carried above a whisper."Savannah!" His voice filled the small space, laced with a playful accusation I knew well. "If I didn't know better, I'd say you're avoiding me. Where have you been all week? How are Jermaine… and Jace?" He added the second name almost as an afterthought."I've been busy," I mumbled, staring at the ceiling. A deep breath hitched in my chest. The urge to blurt out my questions about my mom's family, about a possible sister, was almost unbearable. But I needed to be sure first. And the thought of Dad's reaction if he knew what I was digging into held me back."You sound off and I kn
Last Updated : 2025-04-06Fighting For The Alpha's Mark Sixteen
I stood in the middle of the kitchen, ready to tackle breakfast, determined to cook something hearty since I loved to cook. Grabbing a pot, I set water to boil and made porridge with rice, vegetables, and slow-cooked chicken broth. The inviting smell of the broth filled the kitchen. I roasted slices of plantains in the oven and whipped up a quick tomato and herb sauce to drizzle over them. When everything was ready, I rushed upstairs to freshen up. When I returned, Xavier and Adelaide were already at the table. They dug in immediately. Adelaide's eyes widened. "Mommy, this is so good! Did you make all this by yourself?" I laughed and nodded. "Who else would?" Her enthusiasm made me laugh. Even Xavier was eating with gusto, his eyes filled with tenderness as he looked up at me. "You've outdone yourself, darling," he said softly, and I shrugged, trying to play it cool. He kept looking at me, making my heart pound. Something in his gaze made me feel seen in a way I wasn't used to. I to
Last Updated : 2025-04-06Fighting For The Alpha's Mark Seventeen
SavannahPacing around the terrace, my heart thudded against my chest like it wanted to break free. I walked faster, trying to match its rhythm, but it only made the tension worse. I was angry. More than angry. Heat crawled under my skin. Every time I thought about that lying, cheating scumbag, it pushed the rage higher.I couldn’t let him get away with it.But exposing myself to such danger was reckless and stupid. Gregory was dangerous. I didn’t have powers or strength that could stand against him. I had stolen Sasha’s identity, walked right into a life that wasn’t mine, and now I was planning to destroy a man who could easily destroy me. But the thought of staying quiet, of letting him continue to walk around with his smug face and his lies, was worse.I wanted him to fall. I wanted to watch it happen.If I was going down, I wasn’t going alone.Xavier needed to know the truth about the people close to him. He needed to see what Gregory really was. The man who stood at his side,
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Fighting For The Alpha's Mark Fifty
EthanThe music from the ballroom thronged distantly, muffled by the walls. I stood rooted to the spot with my hands loose by my sides and my gaze pinned to the retreating figure of Sasha, or so she claimed. Her friend’s laughter still echoed from the hallway. This was impossible. Xavier's wife was everything I remembered Savannah to be. The same curve of her neck. Her voice. That damn light tone.How could two people look alike and sound the same? Why was she pretending not to be Savannah? Because I knew. That had to be her.I drew a hand through my hair. It's been five years since I saw her last, and yet she looked as if time had only deepened her beauty. She was more polished now, more guarded, but unmistakably Savannah. The storekeeper's daughter. The girl with the bright smile and quiet eyes who used to press her face into my neck and talk about wanting to spend the rest of her life with me. Wanting to help me build something. That, together, we would
Fighting For The Alpha's Mark Forty-Nine
Savannah I tried to calm myself down, sipping the Chapman in slow gulps. My hand barely trembled, but inside, I was a mess. I forced my face into something pleasant and carefully composed, because if Ethan, who was probably still watching me like a hawk, caught one slip, he’d know I was lying.In my line of vision, I spotted Xavier. He was talking to Gregory. I tuned my ears to them, straining to catch each word.“You’ll have to stay away from the house for now,” Xavier said. His tone was cool, but not without weight. Gregory’s smirk dropped fast, replaced with a cold, bitter frown.“What? Why?” Gregory asked.“Because my wife says she’s uncomfortable around you.”Gregory’s mouth opened. “Come on, Xavier. It’s probably just a memory thing. You, of all people, know how strange she’s been since she got back. She’s not herself.”“That’s exactly why I’m telling you not to make it worse,” Xavier answered flatly. “Just give her space. No visits. No surprise ap
Fighting For The Alpha's Mark Forty-Eight
SavannahI sat beside the dresser, blending my foundation in slow, rhythmic circles. The room smelled of rosewater and pressed powder, and while my hands worked automatically, my heart wasn’t in it. I didn’t want to go to this party. But I had to. It was political. Prestigious. Essential to Xavier’s rise as Regional Alpha.I had convinced myself that Ethan must be gone by now. One quick appearance—smile, shake a few hands, and disappear before my nerves turned me into a wreck. But even as I thought that, the familiar tightness in my chest crept in.Adelaide sat cross-legged on the bed, surrounded by bags and shoes scattered across the floor."Mommy, what about this one?" She held up a pink satin heel with a giant jeweled ball on the front.I gave her a look. "I’m going to a political function, not Barbie’s birthday."She scrunched her nose and grabbed another. "Okay, this one. But only if you carry the snake bag."She paired the nude sandals with the ridiculous bag and held it up, wai
Fighting For The Alpha's Mark Forty-Seven
Xavier I sat at the edge of the bed, towel in hand, drying Sasha's damp hair. She hadn’t said a word since we got back. Her breath was shallow, and her posture was stiff.I folded the towel and placed it aside, then returned to sit beside her. She leaned into me, clutching my side like she needed the grounding. "Talk to me. What's on your mind?"She wrapped her arms tighter around herself, her eyes flickering up at me with a strange mix of fear and guilt."Do you ever feel like someone is just waiting for you to mess up? Like, no matter how careful you are, they’ll find a way to ruin everything?"I frowned. I took my time before answering. That feeling was familiar. There were always alphas watching me, waiting for me to fall."Yes. But I don’t hide from it. Why? Are you scared of something?"She hesitated, then shook her head too quickly. "No, no. I'm just being paranoid. It's probably nothing. I just… I don't want to disappoint you. I don't want you to hate me."Her voice was fragi
Fighting For The Alpha's Mark Forty-Six
Savannah The moment the screen lit up, I snatched my phone off the charger, thumb flying to dial Eve. She picked up after two rings."Thank God," I whispered. "What happened? Adelaide told me Jermaine fainted. How is he? Where is he?""He's fine now," she said calmly. Too calmly. "We're at the hospital.""And?""They checked him. Said it was just stress on his heart. You know how the condition is.""Did you call me?"She paused. "I didn't want you panicking. There's already enough going on. He's stable now. They said we'll need to admit him to prep for surgery and observation since it's five days away."I let out a long breath. "Thank God. We've stretched it long enough."But then came a silence that didn’t feel normal. Not in my conversations with Eve. I waited. She didn’t fill it."Eve, are you okay?"I glanced toward the bedroom door. It was shut, but I didn't want to take chances."I'm fine," she replied."You don't sound fine. You sound off."She let out a soft laugh. "Here we g
Fighting For The Alpha's Mark Forty-Five
Savannah Sunlight poured through the tall glass windows of the luxury boutique as I stood beside a rack of designer dresses, searching for something elegant but simple to wear for a dinner event with Xavier.I had narrowed it down to two options, scanning the room as if hoping something better would magically appear. I didn’t want to wear any of Sasha’s clothes, especially not the ones Gregory had likely picked out. And I didn’t own anything close to this level of expensive.Just as I reached for a blue dress, my gaze froze on a figure at the far end of the store.Tatiana.She stood alone, browsing silently near a display. I walked toward her. She didn’t notice me until she looked up. Her expression shifted from neutral to guarded.She placed the dress back on the rack and then turned as if to leave. I moved faster.“Sasha, what are you doing here? Aren’t you supposed to be resting?”I almost rolled my eyes. Now she wanted to treat me like I was fragile. The same person who dragged m
Fighting For The Alpha's Mark Forty-Four
EveIt was a bright afternoon, and I’d gone shopping for groceries for the boys. I stepped out of the car, scanning my list as I headed into the supermarket. I was at the snack section, reaching for cookies, when a figure in a black hoodie darted around the corner of the next aisle, head down.My hand froze mid-air. The weird jolt in my chest wasn’t from the cookies.I tried to brush it off. Probably just another shopper. But when I reached for a cereal box, I caught another blur. Same hoodie. Still no cart.A cold grip wrapped around my spine.Savannah had told me things about Gregory. Horrible things. And now I couldn’t help but wonder—was he watching me?Please no. Because if they were watching me, they were watching the boys too.I sped up, dumped my bags into the trunk, slammed it shut, and got in. My eyes jumped to the rearview mirror.A black sedan pulled out behind me.I changed lanes.So did it.My chest squeezed. I hit call on Noah’s name as it flashed on my screen.“Hey, ba
Fighting For The Alpha's Mark Forty-Three
Savannah “Mommy, can I be a real princess?” Adelaide asked, her eyes wide and hopeful.We were seated in the living room. I paused from scrolling through photos of my sons on my phone and gave her a smile.“Honey, you’re already a princess. The most beautiful one there is.”She smiled, but it faded almost instantly. “That’s not true. I’m not a princess. I’m the Alpha’s daughter.”Smart girl. Too smart for her age. That was why I avoided making calls near her. She’d almost caught me twice. I wasn’t taking that risk again.“Just because your dad is a king doesn’t mean you’re not a princess,” I said, gently tugging at one of her soft strands. “Look at your hair. It’s beautiful. And your eyes? Completely mesmerizing.”“Just like yours.” She leaned into me. “I’m glad I don’t have Daddy’s eyes.”“Daddy’s eyes are beautiful too. They look like fire trapped in a bottle.”She pictured it and giggled.We were lost in our little fairytale moment when Xavier walked in. I glanced up just as he st
Fighting For The Alpha's Mark Forty-Two
Xavier I flinched the moment Sasha said those words. The sound of her sobs rattled me. Guilt rooted me in place.I didn’t even know she was there. If I had, I’d have shut my mouth. I wasn’t trying to hurt her. I was only venting and panicking. But now the tears ran down her face and pulled everything down with them.“Sasha, honey, I didn’t… I wasn’t trying to upset you… it’s just—”God, I sounded ridiculous. Everything I said came out twisted. Nothing was landing right. My throat locked. I could see the pain in her eyes. I reached toward her but pulled back when she tensed. She wouldn’t even look at me.“You made me feel disgusting,” she cried. “Like I’m trash. Like I’m some easy girl who’d just spread her legs for anybody. I would never do the things you think I did.”Her words cracked straight through me.I took a breath. A long one. Praying someone, somewhere, would lend me strength. She was already fragile.I knelt beside the bed and lowered myself to her level. She refused to me
