Emmett’s POVHow, in the goddess’s name, was she bearing my alpha mark?Slowly, I rose to my feet, my eyes still glued to the mark carved at her side.This should not be possible, not when I haven’t marked her yet. Not when I didn’t choose to mark her.Yet there it was, glowing faintly… until it dimmed, leaving behind the healed scar of my mark.My mark!“What did you do?” I growled, anger bubbling at the pit of my stomach.It had to be her. With magic maybe, to get me to accept her as my mate and luna. But there were no magic users left, Maduro had made sure of that.“I swear… I don’t…” she glanced at her side, her lips trembling, “I don’t know how this happened,” she looked just as shocked as I was. Maybe more.No… she could be faking it. She had to be.I felt my wolf rearing his head again.Now I know why he had been fighting to be set free; why he was clamoring to get to her. He wanted the bearer of his mark.I raked my fingers through my hair, backing away slowly. Then, I spun ar
 Last Updated : 2025-09-17
Last Updated : 2025-09-17