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Chapter 7
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2026-08-24 14:20:40“Alpha Jaxon, are you saying...?” Kaelen gasped from the doorway, his eyes wide.
“I have to mark her,” Jaxon stated, his eyes locking onto my neck where the blood from his bite was already starting to dry. “I have to claim her fully as my mate before we walk into that feast. If my mark is on her neck, her soul belongs to the Ravencroft Pack. The mirror will only see my Alpha power reflecting through her.”
“I won't do it!” I shouted, backing away from him until my skirt pressed against the velvet sofa again. “You’re crazy! A full marking is permanent! It binds our souls forever! I am not going to be tied to a Tyrant Alpha for the rest of my life just to save your precious treaty!”
“It’s not just about my treaty anymore, street girl!” Jaxon growled, closing the distance between us in a single, predatory step. He grabbed both of my shoulders, his grip tight and commanding. “It’s about your life! If you walk into that hall unmarked, you die tonight. Do you understand me? They will tie you to a stake and burn you alive!”
“I don't care!” I lied, tears of anger and fear welling up in my eyes. “I’d rather die on my own terms than be forced into a magical slave bond with a monster who treats me like an object!”
Jaxon froze. The anger in his golden eyes suddenly softened, just a fraction, revealing a deep, painful intensity underneath.
“I am not a monster, Rhea,” he said softly, his voice surprisingly gentle against my face. “And I will never treat you like an object. You are my Fated Mate. My wolf already wants to protect you more than his own life. Let me save you.”
I looked into his eyes, my breath coming in ragged gasps. I could feel the invisible, heavy thread of the mate bond pulling at my chest, begging me to trust him, begging me to let him lean down and claim my skin. It was terrifying how much my own inner wolf wanted this. She was screaming inside my mind, desperate for the safety and power of his dominant mark.
“And what happens after three months?” I whispered, my voice cracking as a single tear escaped and ran down my cheek. “If you mark me, I can never leave. I’ll be stuck in this stone castle forever, playing the part of a fake royal bride until I lose my mind.”
Jaxon reached up, his large, rough thumb gently wiping the tear from my cheek. His touch was so warm it made my skin tingle.
“If we survive tonight, I will give you your freedom whenever you want it,” Jaxon promised, his golden eyes flashing with absolute sincerity. “A Fated bond can be suppressed if we are far apart. I will give you the million dollars. I will buy you a mansion on the southern coast, far away from the High Council and your old pack. You will never have to see me again if that is what you choose. But tonight... tonight you must let me protect you.”
I looked past him at Kaelen, who was nodding desperately from the door.
“Please, Rhea,” Kaelen pleaded. “It’s the only way any of us make it out of this castle alive.”
I closed my eyes, my heart shattering into a million pieces. I had spent my entire life running from Alphas who wanted to control me, who wanted to use my Omega body for their own gain. And now, to survive, I had to willingly give my neck to the most dangerous Alpha of them all.
“Fine,” I whispered, opening my eyes to look at him one last time. “Do it. But if you break your promise about my freedom, Jaxon... I will find a way to kill you myself.”
A small, dangerous smile touched Jaxon’s lips. “Deal.”
He didn't waste another second. He slid his large hands up to my jaw, tilting my head back to expose the unhealed wound on my neck. The fake Alpha scent from the elixir seemed to fade into the background, drowned out by the sudden, overwhelming rush of my true Omega nature reacting to his closeness.
Jaxon leaned down, his hot breath brushing against my skin. “Hold onto me, Rhea. This is going to hurt.”
I clutched the lapels of his tuxedo jacket, my fingers digging into the expensive fabric as I braced myself.
Jaxon opened his mouth, his sharp, lethal Alpha fangs extending fully. He sank them deep into my neck, right into the core of my scent gland.
A loud, agonizing scream tore from my throat as a wave of pure, white-hot fire erupted through my veins. It felt like my entire soul was being ripped open and rewritten from scratch. The dominant power of his Alpha essence poured into my body, fighting against my weak Omega blood, crushing it, claiming it, rewriting the very code of my existence.
I felt my knees give out completely. If Jaxon hadn't been holding me with his massive arms, I would have collapsed to the floor. The world began to spin in a blur of gray and black shadows.
'“You are mine,”' a deep, booming voice echoed directly inside my mind, a telepathic link snapping into place between our souls. It wasn't Jaxon’s human voice, it was his inner wolf, raw, possessive, and fiercely protective.
'“Mine,”' my own inner wolf answered back, completely submitting to his power for the first time in her life.
Jaxon pulled his fangs out slowly, licking the excess blood from my neck with a gentle, soothing stroke of his tongue. The white-hot pain instantly transformed into a deep, throbbing, intoxicating warmth that spread through every inch of my body.
I leaned against his chest, gasping for air, my vision slowly coming back into focus.
“Kaelen,” Jaxon’s voice called out, sounding deep and raspy as he held my trembling body against his. “Get the stylists back in here. Fix her dress. We are going to the feast.”
“Right away, Alpha,” Kaelen said, his voice filled with immense relief as he unlocked the door and rushed out.
Jaxon looked down at me, his eyes finally returning to their normal, dark golden color. He gently touched the fresh, glowing silver mark on the side of my neck, the symbol of the Ravencroft Pack.
“How do you feel?” he asked softly.
I looked at my reflection in the mirror across the room. The fake, arrogant look of Lady Vivienne was gone. But I didn't look like a weak street stray anymore, either. My blue eyes were glowing with a faint, dangerous golden ring around the pupils. The scent rolling off my skin was no longer just the artificial amber medicine, it was a powerful, beautiful mix of my soft Omega sweetness and his heavy, terrifying Alpha dominance.
I looked back up into his chiseled face, my jaw tightening as I forced myself to stand on my own two feet.
“I feel like a target,” I said coldly, wiping a trace of blood from my own neck. “Let’s go see if your little trick actually works.”
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