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Chapter twelve: Undead army

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Alina Pov:

We stepped out of the car, and a cold wind greeted us. The forest around us was still, too still. I looked up—the sky was overcast, but not in a way that meant rain. It just felt... heavy. Like the world knew something bad was about to happen.

Valerian stood ahead of us, eyes on the cave entrance that was hidden between the trees and wrapped in thick vines. It looked ancient, untouched for years.

He hadn’t explained much earlier—just walked into my room without knocking and said, “Get ready. We’re leaving in five minutes.”

I didn’t know what he was up to when we arrived at the house, all he told me was that it belonged to him and they did since operations there

“We’re going in,” Valerian said quietly. “There are undead inside, vampires, werewolves" he said stressing the last word looking at me "Be ready.”

I didn’t flinch. I wasn’t going to make a fuss about killing the werewolves. It still hurt, somewhere deep inside. But putting them down was mercy at this point. They wer
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  • The Vampire's deathmarked lycan    Chapter thirteen: Venom

    Trigger warning: This chapter contains explicit scenes, readers discretion is advised ------Alina Pov:The first time I opened my eyes, I saw a ceiling—dark wood, carved with symbols I didn’t recognize. I felt my body pressed against something soft, not the cold ground of the cave. Valerian’s face hovered over mine, his eyes with a look I couldn't decipherI couldn't move, my body was paralyzed, Cold, yet burning. The pain was suffocating, curling deep inside my chest until I couldn’t breathe. I didn’t want to, anyway. It felt like too much effort, what was happening to me?oh I pushed him aside and took the hit, why?, why did I do that, all I know was I couldn't stand there and see him hurt, I moved without thinking, it must be the mate bond Hot, I felt hot, like I was burning from the inside, it spread under my skin like molten glass, burning and tearing through every inch of me. Each heartbeat felt like a hammer, driving the pain deeper. Breathing became a battle, every inhale w

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  • The Vampire's deathmarked lycan    Chapter fourteen: Releasing

    Alina’s POVMy eyes fluttered open, settling on the familiar ceiling of the room I’d been given. The sunlight spilling through the window told me it was already late—well past noon. Groaning, I sat up and dragged myself to the bathroom, splashing cold water on my face as flashes of last night came back in pieces. The cave. The venom. And yet... I was still alive.How?I left the room and padded downstairs. The five people traveling with us were already gathered around a table, the quiet buzz of conversation filling the space.“And here comes our sleeping beauty,” one of the guys—red-haired and grinning—called out, drawing everyone's attention. They all turned and gave me warm, surprisingly friendly smiles.“How about we finally do introductions?” the redhead continued. “I’m Ryan. You already know Refeal. This is Xavier,” he said, nodding toward a guy with a slender build and striking purple eyes. “That’s Rory”—he gestured to the large, broad-shouldered one—“and this one here is Lucian

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  • The Vampire's deathmarked lycan    Chapter fifteen: Feelings

    Valerian Pov: I stared at my mate as her eyes snapped back to mine, those large blue irises widening in realization. Her lips were still slightly parted, every intake of her was breath shallow. The haze lifted from her eyes like a switch had flipped.. The human man she’d been looking at wisely turned away, pretending he hadn’t been seconds away from walking over.Good."You should eat faster" my voice came out grunt, the words leaving my mouth like venom.She blinked, then looked down at her half-finished plate, as if she’d only just remembered she was sitting in a cafe.I wanted nothing more than to take her away from this place and from the eyes that were still lingering on her, take her away before I lost control, She may have reined in her allure, but I could still smell it.Waves of it clung to the air, curling around my senses, making my breath stutter with each breath.It was like I’d been drugged with aphrodite I remembered the first time I saw herI was in the forest, tra

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  • The Vampire's deathmarked lycan    Chapter sixteen: Craving

    Alina’s POV:I slammed the door behind me and collapsed face-first onto the bed, muffling a scream into the mattress. My heart was still racing. My skin, still warm. I hated that he had that kind of effect on me—that I’d lost control in that cafÃĐ and nearly...“Kaia,” I whispered. “What the fuck was that?”What was what? Kaia asked, feigning innocence. Her voice was smug and taunting, the kind that gave me goosebumps.You were releasing your sex appeal, I bit back, my voice sharper than I meant.I want my mate, Kaia hisses, How could I control myself when he was sitting right in front of me?I felt anger boil in my chest the longer I listened to her.You— Also, don’t say "you." Kaia interrupts cutting me off before I even formed my sentence. That would be putting all the blame on me when you wanted him too.I almost jumped on a stranger. I stressed the stranger part in case she wasn't getting itYou’re bonded, Kaia replied gently. Your body is reacting to the mark—and to him. That’s

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  • The Vampire's deathmarked lycan    Chapter seventeen: Friendship

    Alina’s POV:The kitchen was surprisingly normal. Wooden counters, a large iron stove, and herbs hanging from the windows like this was someone’s grandma’s house. Not what I expected from a vampire estate.Xavier—the guy Ryan introduced, slim build, perpetual I-don’t-care expression—was already there, perched on the counter’s edge with a bowl in hand, lazily chewing what looked like cereal“Look who finally crawled out of her hole,” he said lazily, “Thought you might’ve fainted after your little performance earlier.” He was referring to the scene I made when I got here— stomping my leg against the wall like a tantruming child, after what happened with Valerian at the cafe, only to turn and find five vampires watching me like I’d lost my mind. I’d muttered a string of curses and bolted upstairs. too upset to feel embarrassed. Dignity? Never met her.Cerys shot him a look. “Don’t be an ass.”“I’m not,” he said, mock-offended, though there was a smile pulling at his lips. This was offic

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  • The Vampire's deathmarked lycan    Eighteen: Bliss

    Alina By the time I got back, my arms were burning, my feet felt like they’d been beaten with hammers, and I was convinced shopping was a beautifully-wrapped form of psychological warfare—glittery bags, overpriced shoes, and crowds that moved like a tidal wave. And yet, somehowâ€Ķ it was amazing. I’d never seen that many people in one place, all buzzing with energy as they swarmed from one shop to another like it was their life’s mission.When Creys had first suggested it, I’d imagined a dozen possible scenarios. None of them matched reality. It had been louder, crazier, more dazzling—and yes, exhausting. But not the kind that made you regret it. This was the kind that settled into your bones like a reminder: you’re alive. Next time, I’d just have to be more prepared. Because there would definitely be a next time. After dumping the bags in my room, I dragged my aching body down the stairs, heading straight for the kitchen. My throat was dry, my lips chapped—I needed water like I neede

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  • The Vampire's deathmarked lycan    Chapter Nineteen: Pain

    Alina pov:I slammed the door shut behind me and leaned against it, breathing hard.My heart was racing. My hands wouldn’t stop shaking.I slid down to the floor, pulling my knees to my chest, trying to ground myself. But the second I closed my eyes, it was him again—his hands, his mouth on mine, the way I wanted him so badly it scared me.My chest tightened. I sucked in a breath.It didn’t help.Another breath.Still no relief.I was supposed to close my eyes in these situations, taking one breath after the other and calm my nerves, but I could not do thatmy breathing surfaced faster, my heart pounding so viciously, my eyes stung, maybe it was all a dream, yes, a nightmare that felt more real than the others that was all But then I could still taste him on my tongue and his scent was deeply mixed with mine My throat was constricted, like I was choking on air. My limbs tingled with panic, cold sweat prickling down my back'Alina- Kaia calls, trying to reach me, but I increased the

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  • The Vampire's deathmarked lycan    Chapter Twenty: Mate awareness

    Valerian Pov: I tried—gods, I tried—to hold back my laughter as my little mate glared at me like I’d just insulted her bloodline. She shoved at my chest, trying to push me across the threshold of her room like I was some stray mutt that had wandered in.“It’s not funny,” she snapped.It absolutely was. Especially the way she huffed, cheeks flushed, lips still slightly swollen from our kiss. A kiss I hadn’t been able to stop thinking about since it happened.I let the laugh slip out anyway. “You’re adorable when you’re mad.” she froze when she heard it, but I don't regret saying it, it was the first thought that came to mind as I stared at her across the door frame. The imprint of her still burned on my lips, her scent tangled in my clothes. I could still feel the way her body molded against mine like she was made to fit there.I wanted more.God, I wanted all of her. Her touch, her voice, her taste—I wanted to drink her in like she was the only thing keeping me alive.I could still

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  • The Vampire's deathmarked lycan    Chapter Twenty Four: Sparring

    Alina Pov:I made it downstairs with Valerian in one piece, after our bath and a quick stop by my room to grab a change of clothes. Before making our way toward the group, I silently wished the ground would open up and swallow me whole—after he caught me staring at him, and now my face was as red as a tomato.'Really, thank you for trying to give this a chance," Kaia giggled inside my head, and I couldn't help but wonder what had happened to my Lycan. "Being my mate, fate or not, is enough to make me want you. Tell me you didn’t swoon when you heard it," she added, her voice teasing. The fuck?"No, I didn’t," I gritted out 'And why was he so sure I'd fall in love with him? I can't...I couldn't.""I don’t think you understand the meaning of giving this a chance. It means being true and open to love," Kaia chimed in. “Whatever,” I muttered. The sooner I got out of here, the sooner I’d be away from him. He was walking silently behind me, his presence impossible for me to ignore. I stil

  • The Vampire's deathmarked lycan    Twenty Three: Start

    Valerian Pov: Strands of her hair floated in the breeze. She stood there, doing nothing, and yet—I couldn’t take my eyes off her. I don’t think I’ll ever get tired of watching her. I moved closer, resting my hands on the railings beside her. That warmth again—just being near her made everything inside me feel less cold. I followed her gaze to what held her attention. “Creys and Ryan are sparring,” I whispered. “Oh,” she said, her lips forming the word softly. An awkward silence settled between us. One I so wanted to rip apart with my bare hands. Being here with her should feel easy, and not uncomfortable or awkward. I wanted her to feel comfortable when she was around me. I wanted her to need me. Without thinking, my fingers found a lock of her hair again. I’ve been doing that a lot lately. She stilled, her eyes shifting from me to my fingers. She looked like she was ready to pull away. “Do you hate me?” The question slipped out before I could stop it. I never cared about who ha

  • The Vampire's deathmarked lycan    Twenty Two: Morning

    Valerian Pov:I Somehow, during the night, she'd ended up sprawled on top of me, her body soft and warm, tucked perfectly into mine. One of my arms had wound around her waist in sleep—or maybe not by accident—and now she lay there, her cheek resting on my chest like she belonged thereI lost track of time watching her, and now it's almost done, but I didn’t sleep. Couldn’t. Not when she was this close, breathing softly, lashes fanned against her cheeks. I spent the hours memorizing every angle of her face, the way her brows pinched slightly like she was dreaming something bothersome, the subtle pout of her lips. She’d probably frown at me, if she knew I spent the whole night watching her.Her lashes fluttered. She stirred.Her lips parted in a soft yawn as her eyes cracked open, blinking blearily against my bare chest. I watched the exact second her mind caught up with her body—when the realization dawned that she was lying on me.But thenâ€Ķ she shocked me Instead of scrambling off, s

  • The Vampire's deathmarked lycan    Chapter Twenty one: Findings

    Valerian Pov:She was curled toward me now.Despite her stubborn insistence hours ago—making a dramatic show of claiming the farthest corner of the bed, spine stiff, arms folded like a fortress—she’d turned in her sleep. At some point during the night, her body had betrayed her resolve. Her knees nearly brushed mine beneath the sheets, her breath warm against my chest.I wasn’t sure when my fingers had found her hair.But they had—absentmindedly winding a lock around my knuckle, again and again. It was soft. Softer than I’d imagined—though I’d never admit to imagining it at all.I felt at peace watching her. I didn’t know when that started, but here I was, fingers gently twirling a strand like it was the most natural thing in the world.A frown crept across my face. My gaze drifted to the door, fingers still tangled in her hair. I withdrew them slowly, as if the strands might protest. Something flickered in my expression—there and gone—before I sat up.Quietly, I slipped out of bed, r

  • The Vampire's deathmarked lycan    Chapter Twenty: Mate awareness

    Valerian Pov: I tried—gods, I tried—to hold back my laughter as my little mate glared at me like I’d just insulted her bloodline. She shoved at my chest, trying to push me across the threshold of her room like I was some stray mutt that had wandered in.“It’s not funny,” she snapped.It absolutely was. Especially the way she huffed, cheeks flushed, lips still slightly swollen from our kiss. A kiss I hadn’t been able to stop thinking about since it happened.I let the laugh slip out anyway. “You’re adorable when you’re mad.” she froze when she heard it, but I don't regret saying it, it was the first thought that came to mind as I stared at her across the door frame. The imprint of her still burned on my lips, her scent tangled in my clothes. I could still feel the way her body molded against mine like she was made to fit there.I wanted more.God, I wanted all of her. Her touch, her voice, her taste—I wanted to drink her in like she was the only thing keeping me alive.I could still

  • The Vampire's deathmarked lycan    Chapter Nineteen: Pain

    Alina pov:I slammed the door shut behind me and leaned against it, breathing hard.My heart was racing. My hands wouldn’t stop shaking.I slid down to the floor, pulling my knees to my chest, trying to ground myself. But the second I closed my eyes, it was him again—his hands, his mouth on mine, the way I wanted him so badly it scared me.My chest tightened. I sucked in a breath.It didn’t help.Another breath.Still no relief.I was supposed to close my eyes in these situations, taking one breath after the other and calm my nerves, but I could not do thatmy breathing surfaced faster, my heart pounding so viciously, my eyes stung, maybe it was all a dream, yes, a nightmare that felt more real than the others that was all But then I could still taste him on my tongue and his scent was deeply mixed with mine My throat was constricted, like I was choking on air. My limbs tingled with panic, cold sweat prickling down my back'Alina- Kaia calls, trying to reach me, but I increased the

  • The Vampire's deathmarked lycan    Eighteen: Bliss

    Alina By the time I got back, my arms were burning, my feet felt like they’d been beaten with hammers, and I was convinced shopping was a beautifully-wrapped form of psychological warfare—glittery bags, overpriced shoes, and crowds that moved like a tidal wave. And yet, somehowâ€Ķ it was amazing. I’d never seen that many people in one place, all buzzing with energy as they swarmed from one shop to another like it was their life’s mission.When Creys had first suggested it, I’d imagined a dozen possible scenarios. None of them matched reality. It had been louder, crazier, more dazzling—and yes, exhausting. But not the kind that made you regret it. This was the kind that settled into your bones like a reminder: you’re alive. Next time, I’d just have to be more prepared. Because there would definitely be a next time. After dumping the bags in my room, I dragged my aching body down the stairs, heading straight for the kitchen. My throat was dry, my lips chapped—I needed water like I neede

  • The Vampire's deathmarked lycan    Chapter seventeen: Friendship

    Alina’s POV:The kitchen was surprisingly normal. Wooden counters, a large iron stove, and herbs hanging from the windows like this was someone’s grandma’s house. Not what I expected from a vampire estate.Xavier—the guy Ryan introduced, slim build, perpetual I-don’t-care expression—was already there, perched on the counter’s edge with a bowl in hand, lazily chewing what looked like cereal“Look who finally crawled out of her hole,” he said lazily, “Thought you might’ve fainted after your little performance earlier.” He was referring to the scene I made when I got here— stomping my leg against the wall like a tantruming child, after what happened with Valerian at the cafe, only to turn and find five vampires watching me like I’d lost my mind. I’d muttered a string of curses and bolted upstairs. too upset to feel embarrassed. Dignity? Never met her.Cerys shot him a look. “Don’t be an ass.”“I’m not,” he said, mock-offended, though there was a smile pulling at his lips. This was offic

  • The Vampire's deathmarked lycan    Chapter sixteen: Craving

    Alina’s POV:I slammed the door behind me and collapsed face-first onto the bed, muffling a scream into the mattress. My heart was still racing. My skin, still warm. I hated that he had that kind of effect on me—that I’d lost control in that cafÃĐ and nearly...“Kaia,” I whispered. “What the fuck was that?”What was what? Kaia asked, feigning innocence. Her voice was smug and taunting, the kind that gave me goosebumps.You were releasing your sex appeal, I bit back, my voice sharper than I meant.I want my mate, Kaia hisses, How could I control myself when he was sitting right in front of me?I felt anger boil in my chest the longer I listened to her.You— Also, don’t say "you." Kaia interrupts cutting me off before I even formed my sentence. That would be putting all the blame on me when you wanted him too.I almost jumped on a stranger. I stressed the stranger part in case she wasn't getting itYou’re bonded, Kaia replied gently. Your body is reacting to the mark—and to him. That’s

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