All Chapters of Marked By Three Kings: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

_Dahlia’s POV_The first class dragged on forever. I couldn’t focus on anything the teacher was saying because my mind kept replaying the morning’s events. Jace suddenly acknowledged the matebond and wanted my number. Knox’s cold, disapproving stare. That cryptic warning about distractions.When the bell finally rang, I gathered my books and headed straight for my locker. Knox had told me to meet him in the library during break time. His tone had left no room for argument, like it was an order rather than a request.I still didn’t understand his hot and cold nature. One minute he was telling me to stay away from him, the next he was agreeing to tutor me. One minute he seemed to care what happened to me, the next he couldn’t even look at me. It was exhausting trying to figure him out.I was still lost in thought as I spun the combination on my locker and pulled open the door. A small piece of paper fluttered out and landed at my feet.I picked it up, curious. It was expensive stationar

_Zayne’s POV_I watched from the sides with a frown on my face, trying to make sense of what I was seeing.Jace Blackmoor. That stupid Lycan playboy was talking to my mate like he had any right to be near her.I didn’t understand it. Why was he suddenly interested in her? Jace went through girls like other people went through paper towels – used them once and threw them away. The jealousy that burned through my chest was unfamiliar and uncomfortable. I wasn’t used to feeling things like this. Anger, yes. Rage, absolutely. But jealousy? That was new.I’d been walking down the hall earlier, minding my own business and heading toward the stairs, when I spotted Beta's son dragging her out of the building. He’d had his fist wrapped in her hair like she was some kind of animal he was hauling to the slaughterhouse.At first, I was pissed. Really pissed. Not at him, well, yes at him, but mostly at her. She was back with the same pathetic excuse for a wolf that I’d saved her from yesterday. T

_Dahlia’s POV_The final bell couldn’t have come fast enough. I was shoving books into my locker with more force than necessary, still pissed off about my argument with Knox earlier.*You’re still thinking about him,* Mena observed.*I am not.**You’re literally imagining different comebacks you could have said.**Shut up.*I slammed my locker shut and was about to head out when I noticed Taylor coming out of the nurse’s office down the hall. His right hand was wrapped in a thick white bandage, held against his chest in a sling.Our eyes met.The look he gave me was so cold, so full of hatred, that I actually flinched. It was like being hit with a blast of winter air.“What the hell are you staring at?” Annabelle’s voice cut through the hallway. She was beside him, her arm protectively around his waist. “This is all your fault, you know!”I stood there, stunned, as they walked past me. Taylor muttered something under his breath that sounded suspiciously like “crazy bitch” while Annabe

_Dahlia’s POV_I never thought studying could be this hard.My eyes were burning. Like, actually burning, the way they did when you’d been staring at something too long without blinking. My brain felt like it had been put through a blender and then reassembled incorrectly. And I was pretty sure I’d read the same page about fifty times now without actually absorbing any of the information.*I can’t do this anymore,* Mena whimpered in my head. She’d been quiet for the past few hours, which meant even my wolf was exhausted.*Join the club,* I thought back miserably.Knox sat across from me in Atlas’s study, watching me with those patient eyes as I tried – and failed – to memorize yet another definition from this stupid biology textbook.“Okay,” he said calmly. “Tell me the definition of mitosis.”I opened my mouth. Closed it. Opened it again. “It’s… when cells… do things?”Knox’s expression didn’t change, but I saw his jaw tighten slightly. “Start over. Page one.”“What?” I practically s

_Dahlia’s POV_Knox suddenly looked away, breaking the intense eye contact that had made my heart race like crazy. But not before I noticed something very interesting.His ears were red.Like, actually red. Bright red. The kind of red that only came from one thing.“Are you blushing?” I asked, unable to keep the amusement out of my voice.“Don’t think such nonsense,” Knox said in a low tone, still not looking at me. But his ears got even redder, which was basically a confession.Knox carried me down the hallway to my bedroom, managing to open the door despite still holding me. He set me down on my bed gently, like I was made of glass. I expected him to leave immediately after that, but instead, he walked over to my dresser and started opening drawers.“What are you doing?” I asked, confused.“Looking for ointment,” he said, pulling out various bottles and jars. “You need to treat that ankle properly or it’ll take longer to heal.”“I can do it myself—”“You’ll do it wrong,” he interrup