Possessed by His Mark

Aira’s POV"I-I can't take this anymore, I have to get out of here," I whispered to myself, my voice trembling.I hurried away, my heart pounding wildly in my chest, every beat echoing in my ears. My entire body felt restless, consumed by an intense, fiery sensation I couldn’t escape. It was as if my skin was too tight, my nerves too sensitive, and no matter how much I tried to shake it off, the discomfort only grew worse. Each step I took was fueled by desperation, the overwhelming need to get away from everything. But deep down, I knew exactly what was happening to me. The undeniable truth burned within me—I was in the peak of my heat cycle."Aira! You can’t ran away from us! Find her!"My skin prickled at the sound of my parents calling out my name. I froze for a moment but quickly shook it off and ran. I had to get away. I couldn’t let them control my life anymore. This was my life, and I would do whatever I wanted with it!But it wasn’t just their demands suffocating me. The dis

Aira’s POVI woke up, gasping for air, my heart pounding in my chest. Turning my head, I saw him—Alexander. The sight of him made my heartbeat race even more, not from excitement, but fear. Panic gripped me, and my thoughts scrambled. Without wasting another second, I hurriedly grabbed my clothes and other belongings. Every move I made felt loud in the silence of the cabin, but thankfully, he didn’t wake up.Once I managed to slip out, leaving behind the place where he had brought me, a sinking realization hit me. What happened between Alexander and me—it was a mistake. Or at least, that’s what I kept telling myself over and over. Deep down, I knew the truth. A part of me had wanted it. Maybe it was the crushing loneliness that had consumed me. Whatever the reason, it didn’t matter now. It shouldn’t have happened. I couldn’t face him, not after this.With my chest tight and my thoughts racing, I wandered aimlessly, unsure of where to go. My first instinct was to return to the vil

Aira’s POVMy voice trembled as I demanded an answer, the words spilling out before I could stop them.“Is it true? Are you just using me as a breeding machine? That you’ll marry your true Luna and throw me away when you’re done?!”Alexander’s expression didn’t waver. His piercing eyes locked onto mine, icy and unrelenting. The silence between us was suffocating, the weight of it pressing down on my chest until I could barely breathe. When he finally spoke, his voice was as cold and detached as his gaze.“My marriage to Cassandra is a necessity. It ensures the survival of the pack.”His words weren’t just a slap—they were a blade, cutting through every fragile hope I had dared to hold. My lips quivered as I repeated his words, my voice barely audible.“A necessity?”“Yes.” He didn’t hesitate, “Any more questions?”The air left my lungs in a rush, and my knees buckled slightly under the crushing weight of his coldness. A searing anger surged through me, pushing aside my hurt, demanding

Aira’s POV"Please, just let me go," I begged, my voice cracking under the weight of desperation. I could barely hear myself over the pounding of my heart. I directed my words toward the guards outside the door, hoping—praying—they might have a shred of mercy. Deep down, I knew better. They wouldn’t listen. They hadn’t listened before, so why would now be any different?They had dragged me back here, hauling me to Alexander’s territory like some criminal. But this wasn’t just any part of his place. No, they’d locked me inside his room, as if that somehow made it better—or worse.It had been days since that night. The memory still haunted me. Days had passed since our confrontation when Alexander told me he wouldn’t let me go. He hadn’t hesitated, hadn’t flinched when he said it. His words had been firm, final, and impossible to ignore. He claimed he wanted me by his side, but how could he say that when he was preparing to marry someone else?The thought alone crushed me. My chest fel

Alexander's POVAira’s transformation caused an uproar. The air around us was heavy with confusion and fear. Before I could even process what was happening, the guards moved in swiftly, encircling her."D-Don’t move! You have been surrounded!" one of them barked, his voice trembling despite the authority he was trying to command.Their weapons were drawn, their stances rigid, but I could sense their hesitation. The fear in their eyes was real. It wasn’t just caution—it was raw disbelief at what they had just witnessed. I felt the tension ripple through the room like a live wire.My own body was frozen in place. My jaw worked up and down as if trying to form words, but nothing came out. My heart was hammering against my ribs, the sound loud in my ears. I clenched my fists so hard that my nails dug into my palms, grounding me despite the chaos.Before I could take a step or utter a single word, the double doors slammed open. All heads turned sharply to the new intruders. A cold gust of