All Chapters of MARKED BY MY MONSTERS.: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

MAYA'S POV Stone scrapes my cheek as I'm dragged out of the office. I take huge puffs of air into my system, straining my eyes to see through the darkness. I can't hear voices or feel any movements. I stretch my weak hands to the wall, trying to lift myself up, but my tired legs rebel. My head is pounding. I need my energy sleep. I want to cry. I hate this fucking place. I hate myself for fighting back too late, but what difference would it have even made? I don't know how much time has passed since I lay outside here whining in pain, but by the time my body is willing to move, it's already dark outside. Classes must have been over long ago. Sometimes, I wonder if a day at Blood Valley Academy actually lasts twenty-four hours. Easy. Easy... Slowly, I get up. I force myself to take a few leaps down the hall. I'm not strong. I should walk straight to my hostel, yet my steps are leading me toward Billy's office. I should check on him. If anyone knows how to undo a spell, it should

MAYA'S POV After finishing my punishment tasks, I joined Morien in the yard, and now we're making out. I understand what Morien said about tapping your mate's energy in their presence because I feel it. Hell, I want us to keep going, but he stops. His breathing comes out in ragged breaths as he stares at me. I’m lying over him, with a confused look on my face that says, Why are we stopping? I roll over him, moving my hands that are still inside his pants. He stops me, grabbing my hands and redrawing it from his clothes. "We can’t do this." He says, redrawing his hands too. "Why?" My body is bursting with so much energy—his dragon power, my sexual tension. We have to do this, I say in my mind. This has been on the rise for long. "We can’t," he adds. "You need to be pure until the mating ceremony." I scoff, getting annoyed now. "I’m not pure, okay? I’ve had sex before," I say, humping against him. He places his hands on my hips to keep me still. "Not in this world. That was in

MAYA'S POV We disperse back to our different rooms to rest. By the time I fall on my bed, my body shuts down instantly. Moments later, I wake up, with my head spinning and body arching in the right places. I prepare for our scheduled class. I'm walking down the hall when a faint red light catches my attention on the wall. I step closer, squinting my eyes and tracing my fingers in the symbol etched on the wall. It looks like a wolf's head, but... It's two-headed. My fingers stretch to the next symbol shaped like an inverted star...a corrupted version of my sigil? Each mark feels warm under my fingertips. I step back and glance around the wall. It's glowing with different creepy symbols. Were they always here? How come I never noticed them? I move along, then stop when I catch a glimpse of a student engraving a new symbol at the far end of the wall. I quickly step back, hiding behind the pillar so I won't be seen. I watch him until he's done. He discreetly glances around, before ta

MAYA'S POVI yawn and stretch my hands, rolling on the soft bed. I let out a breath. I can't remember getting on the bed last night. I guess I must have been so tired from everything that happened.Flashes of last night return to my mind. The sky breaking open. The raven warriors. The attack. Did all those happen, or was it just a dream?I carefully sit up and look around. That's when everything clicks, that the raven invasion actually happened and I've been kidnapped by the warriors. This room I'm being held hostage is different from the luxurious room I've grown used to at the academy. It's not black paint on the wall, but light pink paint. There's no bedside cupboard.Where am I?I raise the duvets that's covering my body and glance beneath it. I'm naked! Holy shit, what happened?I lift my head up to observe the room. It's plain, save for a single desk, and chair positioned by the window. A man's jacket is hung at the back of the chair.A man? Oh my gosh. I gasps, already feeling

MAYA'S POV This is so embarrassing. I shouldn't feel sexually attracted to them. it is wrong; they're my guardians, and although we've had a few romantic flings in the past, it doesn't mean we're an item. A romantic fling is all it will ever be. Shit! I don't even know if I'm the one speaking or my trauma. All I'm sure of is that I don't want to experience the same hurt I suffered at my ex and best friend's hands the second time. My cheeks burn red as I stare at the plate, suddenly loosing my appetite. When I can't take it anymore, I stand up. "Excuse me, everyone." I rush straight down to the room and shut the door behind me. I look at myself in the mirror. Damn, I'm sweating. I take off the shirt, leaving only the tiny spaghetti strapped cropped top and my checkered skirt. What am I doing? I press my palm on the mirror, covering my bare skin. I sigh and smooth my chest instead. Okay, what do I look like? I don't know why I'm panicking so much. I turn around and start check