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Chapter 20:The Mark That Wasn't There

Autor: Luna
last update Data de publicação: 2026-10-06 08:08:09

No mark?

I stared at her neck longer than I should have, my wolf howling in disappointment as somewhere deep in my chest. Wrong, he snarled. She's not ours.

Of course she wasn't. I was an idiot for thinking otherwise.

The disappointment hit me like a physical blow, l'd been so sure. I thought the goddess had finally answered my prayers but there was nothing there.

She shoved me hard and I let her.

"Done? Are you satisfied now?" she spat yanking her tunic back into place. I just stared at the wall behind her trying to swallow the bitter taste of being wrong.

She stormed past me, her shoulder clipping mine hard enough to be intentional as she disappeared through the infirmary door.

I stood there in the wreckage of fallen equipment, listening to her footsteps fade.

You were wrong, I told my wolf. She's not the one.

Winora

My hands were shaking. I kept my head down, walking fast, not caring where I was going I just wanted to be away from him, from the way his fingers had brushed my throat like he had the right.

I pressed my palm flat against my neck, thank goodness that he didn’t see it Immediately I collided with something solid.

"Watch where you're " Xena's voice cut off as she recognized me. Her lip curled. "Oh. It's you."

Great! The blonde idiot!

I tried to sidestep her but she moved into my path, all six feet of her blocking the corridor. The other wolves in the hall slowed, sensing danger.

"Going somewhere?" Xena tilted her head, blonde hair spilling over her shoulder. "You look upset. Trouble in paradise with our Alpha?"

"Move."

"I heard he had you pressed against a wall." Her smile was all teeth. "Getting bold, aren't you? Forgetting your place."

I clenched my fists. "Xena, I'm not in the mood just get off the way ."

"Then let me remind you." She stepped closer, voice dropping low enough that only I could hear. "You're nothing here just a charity case the Alpha dragged in out of pity."

I tried to push past her but she grabbed my arm.

"I forgot," she said, her grip tightening, "you were traded here. As a breeding vessel." Her laugh was cruel. "Tell me, why haven't you started producing pups yet? Or are you defective?"

The words hit like a slap as the entire corridor went silent.

Something inside me snapped. My hand moved before I could think. The crack of my palm against her cheek echoed off the stone walls as the servants gasped.

Xena staggered back, hand flying to her face, eyes wide with shock.

I stepped into her space, close enough to feel her breath, my voice dropping to something cold and sharp.

"Looks like you forgot who you're talking to huh?." I tilted my head, mimicking her earlier gesture. "Maybe a slap would remind you."

The silence that followed was deafening. Xena's face twisted with rage, but she didn't move. Something in my eyes made her hesitate.

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