Anissa And Mark Chapter Novels & Stories

____________ || ANASTASIA’S POV || I met Mark in a quiet corner of the city where the noise didn’t feel so sharp. The place was familiar to me, not because it was warm, but because it was neutral—one of those spaces where emotions didn’t spill as easily because the walls themselves seemed to absorb everything. Still, that day, I felt like nothing could absorb what was boiling inside me. I arrived a little earlier than him, and I sat with my hands clasped together, staring at the table like it had answers hidden in its wood grain. I tried to control my breathing. I tried to organize my thoughts. But every time I closed my eyes, I saw Elaine.

My curiosity grew, and I strained to make sense of the voices. Finally, we emerged into a vast chamber, illuminated by torches flickering on the walls. The space was filled with an eerie silence, broken only by the sound of our footsteps echoing against the stone floor. I scanned the surroundings, taking in the sight of intricate carvings and symbols adorning the walls. Markus turned to face me, his eyes gleaming with triumph. "Welcome to my domain," he said, his voice dripping with arrogance. "You are about to discover the truth, my dear Anisha, and there is no turning back."

“And still you should have honored that mark.” Nausea and disgust climb my throat; my mouth goes dry. I spit on his face. He does not relent. He tosses me aside by the chin. I land on my injured ribs and gasp. He hauls me up again . “Where is that forsaken wolf that dares to mark and defile me?” he roars. He tosses me again. “Let him come and protect you. Isn’t that what being marked entails? Or did you spread your thighs for him on a platter of some trivial feeling?”

Isis sighed. “I feel exactly the same. Noya and those males are lucky I didn’t burn them to a crisp for suggesting hurting you. You are mine. And no one else will ever do.” I assured her as I peppered her neck with kisses. The urge to mark her was so damn strong right now. “Whoa hey… save that for dark and or private places.” Mikali’s voice taunted as he approached, holding his mate’s hand. Annai was snickering behind her hand, green eyes twinkling with amusement. “Let them be. We were just as bad when we first met.” Annai sighed.

"Oh right ...right... I just got excited and forgot to offer you anything, I'll get it right away kids. Common Mark, we have to treat these children with a feast" "They seem like a sweet couple. How do you know them?" Ana asked still looking towards where they went. I could see the longing in her eyes, it seemed like she craved what they had. "Let's settle down first, then we can continue." We sat opposite each other near the huge window. We could see the street easily from there. I turned to look at her, her gaze already on me, expecting an answer, curiosity shining in her eyes. "I used to visit that waterfall with my parents and whenever we did, we came here to have lunch or dinner. I met

Ansel agrees. Logicly I know that we had agreed to wait to mark each other until we could be sure of our position... But now that we know it is a witch behind the changes in Ansel's pack I feel like we are either going to take back his pack, or die trying. So when Ansel agrees to let me mark him first... I don't hesitate, I don't stop to think, I reach up and kiss his neck, licking across where my mark will go, and then I sink my teeth into his neck, marking him. He jumps in surprise, then moans loudly, grabbing my hips and pulling me flush against his hard cock.

“You're not going to tell me you regret me marking you as mine. Because I don't regret it. And damn me for wanting the perfect moment earlier. Because I have no idea what I was waiting for before giving you my mark. And so don't you dare apologize. I won't have it... any of it... unless it's you dropping down on all fours and begging me to spank you.” A laugh rippled out of me and he followed shortly after. “Okay, Cuddles?” “Okay,” I replied. I got out of the sheets to straddle him, hugging him tightly. I was now more captivated than before and with this mark, there was no way I could fight it. With Sasha nagging me to mark him right back and the mate pull going extra on me, there was no way

Shit. "I can't wait to mark you and make you mine." -----

My hands moved quickly. The progress bar crept across the screen. Ten percent. Twenty. My wolf was pacing. Agitated. She pushed at my consciousness. "Stop it." I gritted my teeth. "I'm doing this for us." Thirty percent. Forty. She showed me the mark on my neck. Reminded me of the bond. Of what it meant to betray your mate. Fifty percent. Sixty. "That's just the bond. It doesn't mean anything." Seventy percent.

I touched the mark on my neck,still a little dazed. Back when I thought my mate would only ever be Andrew,I never could have imagined being marked by someone else. Last night,after Austin's relentless persuasion,I'd agreed to let him mark me—so he'd have something to show his family. Austin studied the mark on my neck. "Let's go see my parents together.Otherwise my mom will keep thinking I'm making it all up." This marking felt strangely unreal. Three years ago,there'd been a grand wedding—all the ceremony and none of the substance.No mark.All of it had been a performance for an audience,a facade of happiness.