All Chapters of Marked by the Alpha King: The Rogue Huntress: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

Kestrel’s POVAcross the clearing, Reid fights like a storm, his twin blades glinting silver beneath the slowly rising sun. He spins, ducks, and strikes. He’s clearly not wasting time on hesitation. Not weak like me. I grit my teeth. I can’t afford to admire him right now.One of the beasts charges at me, hulking and snarling. I immediately duck his swing and drive the edge of my blade into his knee. He crumples, but reaches for me with vicious claws as his wound begins to heal almost instantly.“Fuck! This is a suicide mission,” I breathe, now on the defensive. From the corner of my eye, I notice one of our men getting his neck snapped by a wolf. Then another woman falls.“Are they even alive?” I snarl, slamming my sword across the side of another’s face. “Or just monsters in human skin?”They don’t answer. They don’t speak. They only growl, bite, and claw. It almost feels as though they are mocking us. Eventually, we’ll grow exhausted. Then what?It seems others on my team have alre

Kestrel’s POVKnox raises a hand, and somehow, without even looking at him, Axel stops in obedience. Breathing heavily, I turn my glare towards Knox.Just that… a flick of his fingers. No words. What does he think, that he’s too important to speak, or is he just dumb?Axel remains frozen mid step. His furious eyes don’t leave me. And I glare right back at him, making sure he understands that I don’t give a shit.There’s so much hatred in their gazes, but I make sure mine is nothing compared to the fiery darts shooting from my eyes.“What, too scared to fight someone your own size?” I spit, enjoying the sheer madness in Axel’s eyes.Zane chuckles. “I like this one.”He says it like they’ve encountered plenty like us before. Have they? There’s no other hunter clan that I know of.“It’ll be interesting to see how high that mouth of yours can scream with my dick shoved up your ass, huntress.” He laughs with dry humour.Knox shifts, his eyes now holding a strange conflict. Yes, the resentm

Kestrel’s POVMy wrists feel heavy and numb from supporting my weight against these chains for what I believe to be hours. My heartbeat is erratic. One second, it’s too weak, and the next, it’s pounding at a threatening pace.I’ve been bitten, marked by the beast.I glance down through my blurry gaze. The sight of my feet causes me to sigh in relief. It didn’t work. It couldn’t have. Otherwise, I’d be screaming in agony by now, wagging a tail I can’t control… or possibly dead.The sound of laughter pierces my eardrums, causing me to wince in pain. There’s no one in sight, yet it sounds as though people are laughing directly inside my head.“I need to get out of here,” I mutter to myself, breaking into a cough as the foul, decayed stench of the cell becomes overwhelming.Day two… maybe it’s day three.I’m not sure anymore. No matter how desperately I try to convince myself that the animal’s bite last night did nothing to me, my body says otherwise.I tug at the chains around my wrists.

Kestrel’s POVI grimace as my bandaged thigh receives a gentle pat from what I assume is one of the pack physicians.“In a few hours, you should feel brand new,” the middle-aged man mutters before jotting something down in his file.Knox rises from his seat in the corner of what I suppose is my room, though it resembles an upscale prison more than a bedroom.“What caused this?” he asks with a frown as the doctor neatly closes his file.“Well, Kestrel here seems to be resisting the shift. I could be mistaken, but I’ll confirm my suspicions once I’m done with the test,” he rambles, adjusting his glasses.“And what are your suspicions?” Knox asks, stepping closer. His hands rest casually in his pockets, his expression focused and stern.Just like every other time I’ve seen him, he’s wearing a black T-shirt and dark trousers.“Her blood, instead of surrendering to the Alpha mark, is resisting a complete transformation.”I have no idea what the doctor is implying, and I don’t dwell on it e

Kestrel’s POV “Behave.” That’s all he’d told me before dragging me out of the room. The short, skimpy dress I’d been forced to wear scraped against my skin in the most uncomfortable way possible. Sitting at the table were seven people. The Alpha King sat at the far end, while three women, whom I believed to be his lunas, sat to his right. If Father’s research was accurate, then one of these women wasn’t fated to the King. On his left sat his sons. Zane, Axel, and Knox. His hands had been clenched into fists since he walked in. I stood behind him, yet my mind was elsewhere. I mustn’t waste this opportunity to observe my surroundings outside that cursed room. My eyes roamed the vast space as they talked, searching for any possible escape route. But I knew it was impossible, at least for now. There were too many guards. “You know, I’d expected that you’d tame her better than this. A slave shouldn’t stand when others are sitting,” the Alpha King stated, proceeding to spout some bu