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The sacred mark

Damon

I sneezed out and forced my eyes open to find myself in a silly dimly lit room which was filled with a lot of creepy decorations and backgrounds. I sat up from the bed alerted as I looked around with a confused and curious look on my face.

How did I get here? What happened? Why is my hand ringing? I asked as I held my head which panged with excruciating pain.

I don't know what's wrong with me but I think I've changed in one way or the other. What happened to me?

"Where is my mate?"my wolf has been crying and cursing in my head. It has been disturbing me for a while because of her. And it made me wonder what's wrong because he suddenly chose not to want interest in her.

Why did he want to see her?

"Welcome back, Alpha," an old and familiar voice brought me out of my thoughts.

The door creaked open, and I closed my eyes to adjust to the brightness of the room.

I raised an eyebrow as I stared at the pack witch, Hazel, who walked in with her oak staff by her left palm.

"What a
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