Alpha's Forbidden Mark Novels & Stories

“A prophecy. She saw a prophecy about a cursed Alpha, born under the Blood Moon, carrying the infinity mark on his chest. His fate is bound to a forbidden child born of a human and a wolf. She said the child will both save him… and destroy him.” I'm the forbidden child. I don't need anyone to tell me that much. The room tilted. “And what does that have to do with us?” Theo leaned closer, looking straight into my eyes “Because I am the cursed Alpha.” He pulled his shirt slightly aside, just enough for me to see the darkened infinity-shaped mark on the left side of his chest. My breath hitched. He took my hands, gripping it gently. “That’s why they want us together, Lila. The Elders believe if

"Alpha Vincent, you have twenty-four hours to turn over Marcus Stone or face expulsion." "Then I'm expelled. Effective immediately. I don't need your protection or your rules." Vincent stood and walked toward the door. "Any Alpha who agrees with me, who believes supernatural autonomy matters more than human approval, follow me now." Twelve Alphas stood and followed him out. The supernatural world had just split in two.

Not with love and respect, but with filth and envy! “You are mine! I am your Alpha, you are bound to me and me only. No one can claim you but me!” He touched the golden mark and the moment he tried to re-mark me again, the golden mark burned him. As if my true mate is protecting me even when he is not here. However, Dylan did not just stop there. He kept trying and each time it hurt him more! His rage and envy has engulfed him completely. Taking advantage of my helplessness, my stepmother started to scream, “This girl is unholy! She is an evil and disgrace to the title Luna! She doesn’t deserve the divine gift, Zoey is our true Lune!”

“Wow, it's coming together very nicely I see. I'm curious, do you think my mark looks like a double crescent because our mating is supposed to be forbidden?” Shit. The mark is two shapes now? I try to maintain my cool. “Maybe, who knows” my voice is airy, the real reason why is clear in my mind. Because the mark that he thinks is his is for his own brother. His Alpha. “You know,” he says, tracing my back slowly, the move taking me by surprise. I gasp. He chuckles darkly. “I love forbidden.” His hand ghosts my waist. My core feels tingly.

There was a point that I probably would have, but I stopped myself. I knew the implications of being with a human and, as the son of the Alpha, I couldn't afford to indulge in such. I had a duty to uphold the laws of our pack. My father's expression softened, and he placed a hand on my shoulder. "If you think you can't handle being around her anymore, then I think it's best you stay home for your transformation." I considered his words, weighing the risks and I refused to back down. I wouldn't let a some fragile human girl have such an effect on me. I was an Alpha, destined to lead and I would not be swayed by my urges, no matter how intoxicating her scent was.

he hissed in a broken voice, possessive and filled with eternal fidelity. He leaned forward and, with a firm movement, sank his fangs directly into the base of my neck. The pain was a fleeting spark, replaced immediately by a wave of mystical heat that sealed our souls forever. The Alpha’s mark was etched into my cinnamon skin, uniting our cores in an indestructible bond that no Council could ever dissolve. I fell into a silver haze of absolute fulfillment, protected by the massive arms of my mate.

The last thing I needed was more trouble. By afternoon, the trees thinned out and the path joined a bigger road. I saw other travelers. A group of young mages chatting about academy entrance tests. A merchant with a cart full of glowing potions. I joined the flow of people, keeping my head down and listening. "Did you hear about the witch at the werewolf execution?" one mage whispered to his friend. "They say she grew dragon wings and disappeared. The Alpha King is furious. He has patrols out everywhere." I kept my face blank and walked past them. My heart beat faster. Kael really was not giving up. Good thing I looked nothing like the girl they burned at the stake.

“In Alpha training. It’s used in old compulsion rites. Oaths. Territorial bindings. It ties the marked wolf to the will and authority of the one who placed it.” The circle swayed around me. My mother, chained to a seal, throat branded with obedience. The image was obscene enough on its own. Added to everything else, it became unbearable. “So someone owned you,” I said, the words scraping my throat raw. “Was that before me? After me? Was any part of your life ever yours?” My mother closed her eyes for one heartbeat, then opened them and gave me the truth with nowhere left to hide. “Alpha Cameron’s father marked me,” she said.