All Chapters of My Mark Is His Poison : Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

CHAPTER 1: The InvitationFreya's POV“What have you got there, Sister?!”I barely had time to blink before Cassandra's hand shot out and snatched the little pamphlet right from my fingers. My heart gave a stupid little jump, the way it always did when she caught me off guard.She flipped it open, her perfectly painted nails tapping the paper.. then she threw her head back and laughed in that loud, fake and mean laugh she saved just for me.“You can’t be thinking of attending, are you?” She waved the pamphlet like it was something dirty. “The Alpha’s masquerade party? For unmated wolves? Oh, Freya. Honey. No one would want you there. You’re an Omega. Remember?”I tried to grab it back but she held it high out of reach. Heat rushed up my neck.. I hated how small I felt standing there in my old jeans and faded sweater while she looked like she’d stepped out of a magazine.“Give it back, Cass,” I said, keeping my voice steady even though my stomach twisted.She ignored me and kept read

CHAPTER 3: The Mark That Ruined MeFreya's POVDid I spill something on my dress? Was my hair a mess from last night? I glanced down at myself but everything looked normal. Then I noticed the whispers starting around us. People in the crowd turned their heads. A few pointed. Others stepped back like I smelled bad. One older lady clutched her kid’s hand and pulled him away, muttering loud enough for me to hear.“Disgusting,” she said.My cheeks burned. What the heck was going on? I spun around, searching for an escape but the whole pack gathering felt like it was closing in on me. Everyone buzzed like bees around spilled honey and I caught snippets of talk.“Is that really her?”“An Omega? Marked?”I touched the back of my neck without thinking and it felt a little sore like a bruise from a love bite. Oh no. My feet moved before my brain caught up. I pushed through the staring crowd and ran straight to the big window on the side of the meeting hall. I leaned in close, using the glass

Chapter 5: The Weight Of Two LinesFREYA POVEvery other sound dulled out in my head, leaving only one word echoing endlessly: pregnant, pregnant, pregnant.The echoes grew faster until the words melted into each other. My mind felt like it was spiralling out of control."Freya?" A mumbled voice called. "Darling, you alright? Freya!" Suddenly, the spiralling stopped and I blinked, seeing Dr. Patel's staring at me with worried eyes."Are you alright? Do you want me to get some..." "No, I'm fine, Doctor," I cut her off quickly with a small, forced smile. Tears threatened to spill from my eyes and the last thing I wanted was more pity and compassion. I already had Doctor Carver and Elena treating me that way."Are you sure?" She sounded unconvinced."Yes, the news was just... unexpected. I had to sit with it for a while," I fake laughed."Unexpected?" Concerned lines formed on her forehead. "Freya, I understand that you're a grown woman, but if you want to talk or..." "Trust me, Dr. P

Chapter 7FREYA'S POVWith the tracker now sitting in my hand, I realized that I was in more danger than I thought I was. I could even feel my wolf senses stir through the restraint, warning me of the danger to come."We have to leave," I told Finnley and hurried to my room to quickly grab whatever I could.If they had been tracking him down, it meant they were not so far away now, and I could not risk getting Doctor Carver tied up in my mess. I had no idea what they would want with me or Finnley, but one thing was sure, it could not be good.The wolves banished me. Why are they coming after me as if I stole something before leaving? Why can't they all let me be?Not knowing how far or how close they were only made my heart beat even faster. They could be at the door in minutes, seconds perhaps. I threw a few clothes into a small bag, took the clinic keys and some cash I had saved, thrust them in my pocket and walked out of the room."Come on," I said to Finnley."Freya, I'm so sorr

Chapter 9OWEN'S POVI stood in Elena's living room, staring at Freya and waiting for her to say something. I had already suspected the truth, but I needed her to admit it."I do hope you're not thinking of giving me half-truths, Freya, because I know better than to believe them," I said slowly to emphasize my words while tapping the folder resting on the table.Curiously, she reached out to go through it and that was when I noticed an unfamiliar young man resting against the wall. Our eyes met and he passed me a small nod, though I caught a flicker of suspicion in his expression. Like he did not trust me for some odd reason."I'm Finnley," he finally said, offering no other explanation, and I did not ask either."Doctor Owen Carver," I replied and watched as he moved to stand behind Freya, peeping over her shoulder at the folder.I drew my focus back to Freya whose brows rose slightly as she opened the first page, probably surprised to see that her name was written in capital letter