All Chapters of Marked by the Alpha King : Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

Eli didn’t go far.He told himself he needed space.Time.But somehow—His steps slowed instead of carrying him away.The hallway stretched ahead of him, quiet and empty, but his chest felt anything but.Because no matter how far he tried to go—He could still feel it.Kieran.Like something had followed him out of that room and stayed pressed against his skin.“…This doesn’t make sense…”His voice came out low, strained.Because it didn’t.Nothing about this made sense.The pull.The warmth.The way his body responded—Before his mind could even catch up.Eli stopped walking.Closed his eyes briefly.“…Then why does it feel so real…”That question—It lingered.And this time—He didn’t push it away.He turned back.Not fast.Not impulsive.But deliberate.Like he had already made the decision before he even realized it.Step by step—Until he stood in front of that door again.Kieran’s door.His hand lifted.Hesitated.Then knocked.Once.Soft.But enough.There was a pause.A second

Eli didn’t sleep.Not properly.He lay on his bed, staring at the ceiling, eyes open long after the estate had gone completely quiet.Because every time he closed them—He felt it again.Not just the kiss.Not just Kieran’s touch.But everything behind it.The way Kieran had looked at him.The way his voice had softened.The way he said choose me—Like it wasn’t a command.Like it was a hope he had been holding onto for too long.Eli turned onto his side.“…Why does it feel like I already did…”The words slipped out before he could stop them.Because somewhere deep inside him—That feeling was still there.Familiar.Like this wasn’t new.Like this was something he had already chosen once before—And just… forgotten.His chest tightened.“…If I chose you before…”A pause.“…why does it feel so hard now…”Because now—He was thinking.And thinking made everything complicated.Across the estate—Kieran wasn’t sleeping either.He stood by the large window in his room, the night stretching

Night settled over the estate like a quiet promise.Eli stood by his window, arms folded, staring into the dark as if answers might appear if he looked long enough.They didn’t.Only the same thoughts.The same feelings.And Kieran.Always Kieran.Eli exhaled slowly.“…This is getting worse.”Because the more he tried to understand it—The less distance he felt.And that scared him more than anything.A soft knock came at his door.Eli didn’t turn.“…Come in.”He already knew who it was.The door opened quietly.Then closed.Silence followed.But it wasn’t empty.It was… full.Heavy with something unspoken.“…You didn’t come to training this evening.”Kieran’s voice.Low.Controlled.Eli shrugged slightly.“…I needed space.”A pause.“…From me?”Eli hesitated.“…From everything.”Kieran didn’t respond immediately.But Eli could feel it—That slight shift in the air.Not anger.Something softer.Something that understood.“…Did it help?”Eli let out a quiet breath.“…No.”That answer w

Eli did not wake up.The estate, once alive with movement and quiet strength, felt… wrong.Too quiet.Too careful.Like everyone was afraid to make a sound loud enough to confirm what they didn’t want to believe.Kieran sat at the edge of the bed.Unmoving.Unblinking.Eli lay before him—still, pale, untouched by the chaos that had nearly taken him.Bandages wrapped around his side, clean now, the bleeding long stopped.But that didn’t matter.Because he hadn’t opened his eyes.Not once.Not since that night.“…It’s not serious.”The doctor’s voice echoed faintly in Kieran’s mind.“The wound isn’t deep.”“He’s exhausted.”“Severe emotional strain.”“Lack of rest.”Kieran’s hand tightened slightly against Eli’s.“…Then why won’t you wake up…”His voice was barely a whisper.Because the truth was—He didn’t trust those words.Didn’t trust anything that said Eli was fine when he lay like this.Still.Silent.Gone somewhere Kieran couldn’t follow.Two days.It had been two days.Two night

The first thing Eli felt—Was weight.Not pain.Not fear.Just… heaviness.Like his body had been pulled through something too large to fully understand.His breathing came slow.Uneven.But present.Real.And then—Sound.“…Eli…”A voice.Low.Familiar.Broken in a way he had never heard before.“…Please…”That word lingered.Soft.Careful.Afraid.Eli’s fingers twitched.Weak.But intentional.And the reaction was immediate.Kieran straightened sharply.“…Eli?”Hope.Raw.Uncontrolled.His hand tightened around Eli’s.Not enough to hurt—But enough to hold.Enough to feel him.“…Eli, if you can hear me—”Eli’s brows pulled together slightly.Light pressed faintly against his closed eyes.Too bright.Too sudden.His body resisted it.But something inside him—Pushed.Slowly.His eyelids fluttered.Once.Then again.And then—They opened.Barely.But enough.Kieran stopped breathing.For a second—He didn’t move.Didn’t speak.Didn’t even blink.Because this—This moment—He didn’t tr