All Chapters of Marked by the Wolf King: Chapter 1 - Chapter 6

Zara's POVThe moment the gates closed behind us, everything changed. The air felt strange, slipping into my lungs with every breath till it burned. Even the wind sounded different out here, like it was trying to tell me something.The road ahead was empty and dark. My father rode down this same road to his death. I wonder what was on his mind; did he know he was riding to his death? Or did he think he would come back home to me? Two days passed, and it still felt like we were nowhere close. Elias looked more determined than ever, as if he had finally accepted it, but deep down, I wanted him to give up and go. But no matter how difficult I made things for him, he stayed. On the third night, the road changed: trees began to appear on either side, scattered at first, then thicker, pressing in until the forest became a solid presence. Even the horses acted unusually slow, and twitched at sounds I couldn't hear. Elias noticed it too. “We should stop here; we will continue our

Zara’s POV No one moved at first; they lingered where they stood, their attention shifted between him and me, like they were waiting for something to happen. Disappointment flickered on their faces as they all turned to leave. Ryan turned to Karl, “Even you, Karl.”Karl's gaze didn’t leave me. Not even for a second. He had this dead look on his face that sent a chill down my spine. Sharp and promising, like he was waiting for the moment he would be allowed to tear it apart. He didn’t obey willingly. He obeyed because he had no choice. The doors shut behind them one after the other, and the sound echoed through the hall until it didn’t. With all of them gone, the hall felt heavier, quieter. Why was he still keeping me alive?Why did he want us to be alone? I could feel the weight of his stare even without looking at him. Not aggressive. Like he could see through me.It made my skin crawl. “Drop the act,” he said.Something about the way he said it felt off.“You are tryi

Ryan’s POV“If you are telling the truth about your father’s death,” I said without looking back. “Then someone wants war badly enough to start with your father’s blood.The guards dragged her out.Monsters.That word lingered around the hall long after the human was gone. It meant nothing anymore.They say wolves are monsters, like they haven’t looked in the mirror.They are all the same.I looked blankly at the empty entrance. The scent of blood filled the whole space. Human blood.I hated that scent.It dragged buried memories back.The Great War.Fire.The sound of wolves dying through human steel.Humans sounded righteous when all they do is take.Greedy fools.The entire territory was restless tonight. Unease spread throughout since that human crossed the territory.I am sure the wolves felt it too.I could smell it on them.Suspicion.Bloodlust.And hidden beneath it all.Fear.I exhaled sharply and dragged my hand across my face. I tried to convince myself I made the right