Claimed But Never Marked Novels & Stories

"There's no signal on the island." Samantha’s eyes widened. She whipped her own phone out, staring in disbelief at the tiny 'No Service' icon in the corner. "Why didn't you tell me there was no cell service here?!" she yelled. Damon shrugged, entirely unbothered. "I'm telling you now." "Dammit, Damon! Stop acting so nonchalant! We have a serious problem!" "Seriously?" Damon raised an eyebrow, his tone agonizingly relaxed. "You're acting like a flock of vultures is circling us. Relax. We lost a boat. We aren't going to die."

That we all lived for the day we met our mates and when we did, we felt complete to see our mark on their shoulder. “Are you going to …” She sounded hesitant. “Are you going to mark me?” I hadn’t thought about it. I didn’t know what the hell Nathaniel was planning for the two of us and to mark her and then be torn away from her would be the worst fate a wolf could ever go through.

Jett argued. “Do you really think an Oracle will allow this with a warrant against her from the Council?” I asked him. “The Oracle would if the person claiming her marked her,” he said. “Don’t be an idiot Jett, who the hell would do that? Marking someone is for life, nobody’s going to risk doing that and lose their one chance at finding that person,” I said to him. “You could do it,” he said and I sighed loudly. “No,” I said and stood up.

I drop the paint brush on the ground; I went ahead, already facing the door, Immediately I met the door back to Its normal look; not even a grain of paint is seen. "Okay! What the fuck; is it magic?" I spoke with a question. Mom laughs, she grabs my hand and we both walk away from the door, we stand at the gate and from there, I saw strange makings at the door. That’s!” I say but did not know how to finish my statement; that is when mom helped me out! "That's the called an enchantment mark, it forbids werewolves or anything supernatural to come Into an apartment without being invited," Mom walk back to the door.

— T*****d t*****d Tap read Tap Read T*****D T*****d A****n A****n k****e Although werewolves are still unknown in modern society, we are one of the most powerful species, we rarely get sick, and excellent resilience makes our physical stronger. Once the wolf in our hearts awakened, we can transform into giant wolves that can easily tear apart any human being. Not to mention the Alphas in the wolf pack, they are even stronger than all wolves. As the leader, Alpha will never leave the pack easily unless they died. I swear that no matter what happens, my father will protect the pack until the last moment.

he said smoothly, “ownership transfers only under full claim recognition.” Dante’s eyes flicked to the document but he didn’t touch it yet. Marcus continued. “She was sold,” he said. “Yes. Purchased. Yes. But not claimed.” I felt it before I processed it, the direction of his words, the angle and the trap. He smiled slowly. “No completed mate bond,” he added. “No official marking recognized under council law. No sealed claim.” My chest tightened. “So,” he finished, leaning forward slightly, his gaze locking onto mine again, “she remains unclaimed property. No official mate bond .. fated or otherwise has been sealed. That makes her fair game. Whoever pays the current price owns her”

Charlie had personally designed my gown, promising I would be the most beautiful bride. And now, they had both forsaken me for Sabrina. My hands shook as I called Joshua. On the other end, his voice was icy and sharp with accusation. "You knew Sabrina was poisoned and still kept it from me just so you could finish the marking ceremony? Nicole, you so selfish! Our marking ceremony is postponed! We'll hold it once Sabrina has recovered." Poisoned? I had no idea... I opened my mouth to explain, but the line went dead before I could speak.

"I've returned from the rogue packs, alpha." I leaned forward, my eyes locked on his. "And?" "We didn't find April," Marke said, his voice laced with disappointment. I nodded, a part of me was expecting this outcome, she wouldn't return to the rogues but I just had to make sure. "What did you find?" Mark hesitated. "We didn't locate April, Alpha. But we uncovered something troubling." I leaned forward, my interest piqued. "Sera, Winston's wife, is assembling rogues from all over," Mark reported. "It seems she's gathering a large force for war or something sinister."

"Yeah, well no shit. Of course, it's her. She must be fucking marked. The Sect fucked up. I can't believe they'll let her roam about so freely without a Chaperone." "I don’t believe she’s marked," Dargo says, interrupting him. Oscar looks at Dargo as if he’s suddenly gone mad. "If she’s not marked then why are we both ready to kick each other’s asses to claim her? She fucking pulls at me, Dargo. She pulls at me so hard, I’m barely resisting it." "I don’t believe she’s marked yet," Dargo clarifies. "But I believe she’ll manifest soon." Oscar scoffs at first, but his expression quickly becomes thoughtful. "That would explain a great deal," he finally agrees.

But this time, there was something new. A mark burned into the wood near the back — a spiral surrounded by claw lines. Kellen crouched to examine it. His brows furrowed. “This wasn’t here before.” I knelt beside him. “You think it’s one of theirs?” He nodded slowly. “The Matriarch’s sigil. She’s been marking territory.” Lira frowned. “Then why leave it unguarded?” Kellen rose, scanning the shadows. “Because she wants us here.”