Connor X Markus Novels & Stories

Power rolled off him naturally, suffocating the entire room. My eyes widened in fear as I sight the mark close to his brows and recognition hitted me instantly. Alpha Xander Marco. His sharp gaze stayed locked on mine, unreadable and intense. Then his nostrils flared slightly. Like he smelled me too, his wolf recognized me. My heart nearly jumped out of my chest. Oh Moon Goddess. What sort of cruel twist is this, The devil I never thought to cross path with here in the human city, the one I'm carrying his child. And now he is my second chance mate?

Alonzo’s limousine sped away into the night. “Are you okay?” Markos asked, his tone softer now. I nodded, though my hands were still shaking. The thought that something could have happened was appalling. “Thank you. I don’t know what he was planning, but it didn’t feel right.” Markos’s expression hardened. “Alonzo is a sex trafficker, Hazel. You need to be careful.” I furrowed my eyebrows at him. “How do you know?” He didn’t answer me. Instead, he opened the passenger door for me and gestured for me to enter. The tension between us was palpable, the silence was heavy, filled with unspoken words and unresolved feelings.

I lifted my hand, and the same light was there. My mark was also glowing. As we were both about to climax, he put his hand over my mark, and I knew this was it. I put my hand on his chest in the same way he did mine and he threw his head back. The mark started appearing on his chest immediately. When he looked at me, I could see the love in his eyes. Lightning and immense pleasure ran through my body. I heard him grunt but it sounded so far away. I opened my eyes to look at him and his eyes were glowing purple. He looked at me in confusion. "Baby your eyes." "Yea yours to." I felt so tired and could barely make out anything else that he was saying before the blackness took over.

He cried once again and Conri couldn't help the chuckle that bubbled in his throat. It was nice to hear his Beta acting this silly. He patted Dom's head gently, then turned to face them, with one sharp claw, he ripped two buttons lose then pushed the shirt open to reveal the brimming red Mark of the weretiger on his chest, right on the side where his heart lies. His Betas gasped loudly, their eyes widening as they stared at the Mark, it was beautiful. Even the first time he mated with him when he had Marked him on the neck, Caleb had Marked him as a Weretiger, but the Mark they saw clearly is that of the god Xiher. Whatever bond they formed last night, is far stronger than the one they once

Chris stared at me in shock, but he still refused to let go of my wrist. "You actually hit me for his sake!" Drake must have noticed the commotion because he strode toward us without hesitation. As he got closer, his gaze fell on Chris' hand gripping mine, and his brows furrowed. "Let go of Fiora!" Drake demanded. "You have no right to tell me what to do. Fiora is my mate!" Chris growled and yanked me into his arms.

Thier mates were close which I thought was weird. “It would be nice if your friends would introduce themselves.” Nash commented. “Sorry, my name is Markus, and this is my brother Jaxon. I recently received a call from a guy that somewhat I know. His name is Carver, and he is a wolf. He told me that a guy he was working with backed out on him and that he needed help kidnapping a couple of people. I was not interested, but I listened to him until he mentioned that the ones he needed helping kidnap were from Silver Moon.” Markus explains.

I heard sniffles; some of them might have been crying. Connor showed no hint of remorse. I doubted he had a single fiber of it in his body. He blinked as a trail of blood made a thin streak down his temple. "None of you want to see this traitor's true identity? You don't want to know if he is the enemy I have been chasing for the past decade?" Connor took two storming strides toward Raisa, who merely lifted her chin in faint disgust when he stopped with two inches between their faces. "You don't want to watch me break him? If you do, I would consider your proposal."

“I would rather die than betray him.” Marcus frowned, the weight of his concern etched into his features. “Nobody’s dying, kiddo. Not while I’m around. But you need to be careful. Who was that man?” I explained quickly, weaving a story about Connor being an old stalker—someone Leo had warned to stay away from me. I told Marcus that Connor had shown up unexpectedly and that I hadn’t known Daniel had scheduled a meeting with him. Marcus nodded slowly, his frown deepening. “I’ll have a word with Daniel. He should’ve been more careful.”

He whispered to Connor, "Connor, what's going on? Does Annette have a family?" Connor sat aside. He picked up the wine glass and shook it slightly. Upon hearing Marcus' words, Annette clenched her fist. A family? She did not have a family! Jessica looked up at Connor and Marcus. She hesitated for a moment and asked, "You are Alpha Connor and Marcus from the Blood Moon Pack, right?" Marcus said in surprise, "How do you know me?" "You look similar to Alpha Connor, so I can tell," Jessica said with a smile.

“Connor's expecting us. He's clearing out his roommate for the night so we can talk privately.” “Can we trust him?” Marcus asks, ever cautious. “He has no love for my father.” Warren pockets his phone. “And he owes me several favors. So yes, we can trust him.” We take the stairs to the third floor. Connor is waiting by his apartment door— a lanky wolf with shaggy brown hair and cautious eyes. He nods at Warren, then looks at the rest of us with barely concealed nervousness. “You're really doing this?” he asks quietly. “Going against Alpha Rowan?”