Alpha's Forbidden Mark Novels & Stories

I didn't know whether to be angry at her or pity her for doing what she wasn't supposed to do. “He was so angry with rage, till now he's still hunting down the people of DeadFangs so please, if you escape it from here…I would advise you to flee and never look back. That mark at the side of your ear was a symbol the Alpha of DeadFangs gave to every of his Pack members before he was killed by Cairo.” Hot tears fell from my eyes as I nodded at her. “How is this connected to Alpha Kade? I asked her and she smiled. “Cairo is his best friend, more like brothers who share their pain and win. Imagine what happens if Kade finds out you're his friend's enemy?” She asked me and I didn't need to imagine

For a second, the silence felt like the forest itself was holding its breath. “Come again?” “I’ve seen the mark. The crescent. Same placement, same shape. They share a father, don’t they?” Marla’s mouth tightened. She looked older suddenly like just hearing the question aged her a decade. “I helped deliver them both,” she said at last. “Years apart. Different mothers. But same eyes. Same temper. Same damn mark.” I sat down. My heart thudded once, hard. “Who was he?” “No one you’d find in records. That’s how he wanted it. Rogue Alpha. Not a pack to his name. But the bloodline is thick with prophecy and madness. Some said he was touched by the moon. Others said he was cursed by it.”

“It could only mean one thing. She isn’t your right mate.” “What?” “9 out of 10, she isn’t your mate. You just have to look for the right mate, and being that your wolf seems not to be helpful in this case, then young master, you’re in for a long search.” “So you’re saying Ingrid isn’t my rightful mate?” Theodore whispered. “If she accepted to be marked and still you were stopped by your wolf, then yes, she isn’t your Luna. The person whom you mark without obstruction or restraint is your rightful Luna.”

Alaric said again, meeting their gazes one by one. All he received in return were cold stares. In their eyes, the hunger for revenge burned unchecked. “Because of her, many werewolves died. Our blood. Our species. She must die as atonement,” a man muttered with venom. “Tonight, I declare war on the witches. When I am chosen as the Alpha King, I promise all of this will be fulfilled,” Alpha Thorne proclaimed loudly. The crowd exploded into madness, chanting his name over and over. In mere seconds, the atmosphere turned savage and brutal, and a heavy sense of dread settled in Selina’s chest.

"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.

My body, my wolf, my choices, my mark. "Dylan, I'll never be your luna. I, Madison Clark, the daughter of Silverfang's Beta, reject you, Dylan, as my Alpha and my mate."

“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.