All Chapters of The alpha beast who marked me. : Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

Myra felt a twisted mix of emotions as she watched Rei sleep. She needed help, and if it was to get away from her abusive father. Myra didn't care about their hierarchy of respect or power right now; she just wanted to help Reilani be happy. Even though that meant burying the hatchet aside to stop avoiding the alpha, whom she’s desperately been trying to get over. But right now, she needed him. He was the alpha and the king of the wolves. He could attest to trying to talk to Alpha Ruben and make a deal, right? She walks out of the room to see Jorah leaning over with a contemplative look in his eyes. “How is she?” he asks calmly, but Myra can hear the worry laced in his tone. “Sleeping, but not good, Jorah. They are about to marry her off like she is a piece of meat. This isn’t the 18th century anymore.” "Some wolves in the shifter world still follow old values, especially the Red Dawn pack, and no matter how many times Alpha Draco, Draven‘s father, and Draven himself had

Reilania’s mate was a lycan, and not just any lycan, but royal, the second prince of the Lykos clan and brother of the lycan king. Varion Aragon stood proud, his height towering over the betas just as his brother's sturdy build did, yet he wasn’t the person whose Myra could feel a deathly gaze from. Myra couldn’t help but feel frozen when she turned to the lycan king. Verik's eyes were on her. How long had he been staring at her? She felt her body chill and her spine stiffen from his wicked eyes that held violence and death. Their presence in real life paled in comparison to how Draven had told her about lycans—how deadly and bloodthirsty they were—and they must be mighty strong to be able to come to the werewolf territories without even guards of their own, only riding trained lygarths. “What is the meaning of this, Ruben?” Draven hissed. Now feeling the irritation that Myra had long felt, and this was bad news of the lycans being here. “I told you, I will be

The sound of Rei’s screams hadn’t stopped as blood splattered everywhere, and the crowd watched the scene in horror. The Aragon lycan brothers looked like they were enjoying this, their smiles wide with a thirst for bloodlust. “They can’t get away with this!” Myra cried, “Please, please do something," she pleaded to the circle as she hit Draven's chest to let her go. “This is Red Dawn business; we have no say. Reilania is not our pack,” Enzo said coldly to Myra. She felt her guts clench from hearing Rei’s cries and seeing that no one had moved; not even Draven helped. But just as she turned to see Rei, who looked out of it as she rocked back and forth with Alaric’s head in her hand, She sees Rei’s body stumble forward as her eyes roll to the back of her head just as Alaric's head slips from her hand and Varion catches her just as she faints. “I’ve got you, my bride,” he says, bringing her to his chest, and Myra had had enough of it as she pulled away from Draven with al

Navori was screaming in agony from the pain, touching her temples as her hands trembled with blood smeared on her fingers. Just as Draven and Enzo rushed to her aid, a bubbling chaos ensued from the shock they had just witnessed. Myra stood frozen from the scene, watching Navori cry, “I-I didn’t…it wasn’t—” ”Of course you didn’t mean it,” Enzo hissed with venom in his tone just as Draven snarled, shutting the beta up immediately, and for a moment, Enzo looked like he wanted to defy Draven's command and attack Myra. “Take her to the clinic now.” ”But Draven, I need you,” Navori called with her bleeding head, “Please, Draven, please don't leave me again.” Draven’s eyes were sheltered with pain and confliction as the alpha looked at Myra. “Myra, wait, I—” ”Please go with her, Draven; please leave me alone,” Myra called, wrapping a hand around her chest, her eyes still frozen and in shock of the blood and Navori’s silent accusation, “Please… leave.” The plea came again ju

The next time Myra opened her eyes, she didn’t find herself in the forest anymore; instead, she had woken up to the sound of someone cursing under their breath. She opened her eyes to see Imogen talking with one of the maids before the door was shut, and the beta female was still pacing. “Can you be any louder?” Myra muffled under the pillow as Imogen walked towards her; the female beta did not look at all pleased as she huffed out with a sigh. “You’re awake,” she said matter-of-factly, and there was a tentative silence between them as Imogen sat by the side of the bed, surprising Myra, who looked up at Imogen, who looked conflicted. “Would it do you any good if I told you to stay away from the alpha?” She asked, and Myra gazed at her. She saw there was no ill intent or jealousy, more like worry. She wasn’t sure if it was for Draven or her. “He made his choice, he has his mate, and I will be out of your hair when I get to Harclaw. I’m just here for the meantime; we mean no