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Chapter 174 – Giving Freely
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Marked by the Alpha: Blood Oath Chapter 177 – The Gates of Silvercrest
MaraSilvercrest rises out of the snow like arrogance carved into stone. The walls don’t huddle for warmth the way most strongholds do. They reach for the sky, polished pale until they catch every scrap of light and throw it back at the world. Even the frost looks rehearsed, arranged to flatter the architecture. The message is clear. We’re very important.Wolves watch from the ramparts as we approach the gates. Kieran slows first, shifting to human before we get too close. The act is deliberate. No weapon, no fur, just contrition on display. He’s very good at pretending to crawl.Ronan keeps pace behind him, cloak dragging through slush. Every line of his body portrays exhaustion. The mask of an Alpha forced into diplomacy. It’s theater, but the kind that leaves splinters under the skin. I can smell the resentment on him.Eli walks beside him, smaller frame, eyes cast down demurely. It says something that his act is the most jarring to me.I see the way Alaric’s men glance at him an
Marked by the Alpha: Blood Oath Chapter 176 – Plans and Pretense
RonanWe’ve been running since dawn and every stride brings the walls of Silvercrest closer. Every heartbeat drums one word through me. Eli.Kieran runs beside me in wolf form until the trees thin, then he slows and shifts, his breath sending steam rising in the air. “We need to talk,” he says. His voice is hoarse from disuse. He hasn’t spoken much since we left Blackthorn.I nod and change, watching as the others slow down when they catch up to us. We find shelter under an overhang streaked with icicles. It smells of cold and moss, neutral ground.Kieran drags a hand through his hair, leaving it wild. “You should go ahead without me. I’ll find a way into the keep and hide until you give the signal.”I’ve been thinking about that part of the plan and it leaves Kieran alone and unprotected. Gods know when I turned into such a sappy softy, but I don’t want him in danger and separated from the rest of us.“You go in with us,” I tell him. “Tell your father you’ve convinced me to compromi
Marked by the Alpha: Blood Oath Chapter 175 - The Journey
MaraThe second day on the road always feels longer than the first. Muscles ache, paws sting from frost, lungs burn with cold air. Even wolves bred for endurance find their stride wearing thin after a night and a day of relentless travel.Ronan runs at the front, a massive black shadow cutting through the snow, every line of him taut with purpose. He hasn’t slowed once, hasn’t spared a word since dawn. Kieran lopes beside him, silver coat bristling, eyes fixed on the horizon like he can will Silvercrest to collapse before we arrive. They’re like two storms pacing the same wind.Behind them, Hazel and Jace match strides, both disciplined, both carrying themselves too rigidly, as if sheer posture could hide what simmers beneath their skins. And weaving between them all, darting, nipping, provoking, is Eli.Gods help me, Eli hates silence more than anything. Which means he’s been filling it. Loudly and constantly.He nips at Hazel’s flank until she growls, then darts away before she can
Marked by the Alpha: Blood Oath Chapter 174 – Giving Freely
EliHe pulls me to my feet. Kneeling to standing isn’t graceful when your hands are tethered and your legs are shaking and the whole world is a moving target of sensation, but the rope helps and his hand at my hip helps more. He backs me up a step so the rune at my feet matches the one over my heart and I can feel the old lines under my soles.“Feet wider,” he says, and I obey because I love what happens to his breath when I do.Oil ghosts my skin when he lubricates his fingers. As if I’m not already drenched with my own slick. The first press is careful, the second less so, and the third makes me forget my own name and remember his like it’s the only word I was ever meant to say. The beads become a wicked echo of his hand, teasing when he crooks and finds the place that makes my knees blur. He doesn’t give me the mercy of a rhythm. He teases, withdraws, drives me to the edge of the cliff and lets me see over, then pulls me back by the collar with a hand that doesn’t move.“Not yet,
Marked by the Alpha: Blood Oath Chapter 173 – Salt the Knife, Feed the Flame
EliThe collar clicks shut with that quiet little sound that always turns my bones to steam.Ronan does it like he ties off a promise. Two fingers between leather and skin to check, the slow tug that settles it where it belongs. He doesn’t say anything, and he doesn’t have to. The room is listening.The runes scrawled across the boards wait under the rug patiently. The hearth throws up a restless breath and laps it back down as if even fire shows deference here.“We leave for Silvercrest at first light,” he says.“Then fill up.” My voice comes out steadier than the way my hands shake. “I want you walking into their gilded halls so charged you hum.”He studies me from under his lashes, eyes catching in the low light like a predator’s in the brush. “You’re pale when we do this, little pet. I can smell the edges of your limit.”“Then I’ll find a new edge,” I answer, because I’m not letting him walk in there weaker than he needs to be. “Take more. I’ll hold.”His jaw flexes. “We’ll see. A
Marked by the Alpha: Blood Oath Chapter 172 – The Trap
AlaricThe courier’s words amuse me. They’re certainly not a surprise. Ronan Vale’s message is as predictable as snow in winter, but I savor it anyway.He wants a meeting. He dares to ask that I open my halls, that I grant him audience. He offers no tribute, no apology, no terms of surrender. Only the arrogance of a wolf who believes himself beyond consequence.He even lists the names of those he’ll bring. Mara, Hazel, Jace… and Eli.The boy who should already be mine. The Omega with the gift that will crack the world wide open, if I can pry it from his stubborn hands.I let the parchment curl in the fire until it blackens and falls to ash.“Ronan thinks he has a plan,” I say, my voice echoing through the vaulted chamber. “But the fact that he comes with so few tells me everything. He believes himself untouchable. He believes I’ll honor the pretense of civility.”Corin sits across from me, smirking. “He’s overconfident. He brings his mate to Silvercrest as if that doesn’t hand you a w
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