Hit The Mark 소설 & 이야기

Mark was beaten but couldn't understand what was going on, Edna next to him was also surprised, because the two people in front of her knew that they were very close friends, after today they didn't say anything, they fought, or more accurately It's James beating Mark. Mark was beaten, but he didn't understand what was going on, but he still did not forget to avoid the blow and spoke in an annoyed tone: "James, are you crazy? Why hit me?" "Crazy, Mark, I didn't expect you to be such an evil, shameless person. Today, I definitely have to bring you back to your senses and return to the Mark I know." James said as he continued to attack Mark.

With the help of the senator, surely, they would succeed and Greta believed in that. “Nah… don’t be too impatient, Greta. We will get there and if that time comes, hmmm…” Mark answered Greta. His eyes were filled with mystery as he smirked and paused before he continued, "they will kneel at me." He sounded so deep and serious. Mark seemed to swear that, his revenge was getting stronger day by day. He was carefully planning it as he knew his enemy was not just an ordinary man. He would defeat Bill Sky with his special tactics.

“Come on, Pac, I know you can hit me harder than that! You hit like a pussy!” Mark trash-talked the robot as he struggled to use his suit’s mechanical strength to block 2Pac’s hammering blows. Mark got 2Pac off of him when he blasted the cybernetic man in the face with his machine gun. Sparks flew from 2Pac’s face and chest from the hot white energy emerging from the machine gun. Mark returned the favor by running toward 2Pac and ramming his body into him.

Though the more terrifying thought- perhaps I was just doing better? It had been a while since I had been to a club myself. Perhaps I could do this with three birds and one stone instead. Perhaps I could get my d*ck wet while also being lectured and getting my questions answered. I found myself growing eager for tonight's events. While I wasn't exactly looking forward to my brother scolding me. I was looking forward to finding a hot new mark. I like to think of my conquests as marks. Similar to a hitman. I find the person I want, then make them want to come with me. I've never been denied once. I have fame and good looks to thank for that. I know I probably come off as being vain, but in act

She sighed and briefly told Mary what she had encountered that day, from accidentally having gone into arousal to having had a temporary mark from an alpha. Mary was surprised to hear that, she stammered speechless. She tried to stabilize her emotions, then asked again, "The one who marked you is Stella's CEO, Marcus Hofsess, right?" Calantha nodded, "He just temporarily marked." Confused, she asked Marry, “According to what I've learned, beta can't sense pheromones, right? Why did you and the people I met on the road stayed away from me?”

My mom doesn’t speak so my dad speaks up “Christian how close are you to the Silvers?” “What do you mean dad? I spent 3 months there getting to know them and plotting their demise before I learned the truth.” Regret feeling my words and conveniently leaving out oh yea and Olivia is my mate. “What I am going to tell you is horrible but Christian keep it to yourself.” I nod my head in reply. “Well Olivia Silvers is marked.” I try hard not to tense. “She is not with the mate that marked her, she was even too young to recognize her mate when it happened. He betrayed her and she has lived with the shame she has felt over this for years. You know what happens when you meet your mate and then they

He frowned slightly and said to Clara, "Don't touch her. She's filthy. She'll stain your dress." I froze, my face tingling as embarrassment washed over me. Clara noticed my expression and lightly punched Marcus in the chest. "Is that how an Alpha is supposed to behave? How could you talk about your mate like that?" Then she turned to me. "Don't take it personally. He just says the first thing that pops up in his head. He really loves you. I'm sure of it. I know him better than anyone." Despite getting punched, Marcus didn't get angry at all. Instead, he smiled at Clara indulgently.

But clear. The fire dimmed with each brand. The stone darkened with each cut. When the last wolf cast their choice, Rhun stepped forward. The tension was a breath held by every chest. “The fire bears thirty-three marks,” he said. I didn’t move. “The stone bears thirty-one.” The silence cracked. Not with sound, but with relief. I had held the seat. By two votes. But that wasn’t what stopped my breath. It was the realization that someone had voted against me from inside my own command circle.

I leaned in close, using the glass like a mirror and tilted my head. There it was.. a small fresh mark on the lower side of my neck, right where it met my shoulder. It looked like a bite but deeper and more permanent.. a mate mark?! My eyes went wide. What the actual heck? That stranger from the woods last night... he hadn’t just kissed my neck and given me those little nips while he was fucking me. He’d marked me..! Like, for real. Claimed me without even asking! I stared at my reflection, mouth open. My hands started shaking. This couldn’t be happening. I was just some nobody Omega who snuck off for one wild moment. And now the whole pack was losing their minds over it.

Mark still comes back at him and this time dodges the leg and hits him in the guts. I would think what I am doing is futile until I feel Luis’ weight start to soften. I at first felt it was a fluke until he finally lands facedown to the ground with my weight still on him. At the same time, I stop hitting him on the head and then look up at Mark, a little too surprised about what has happened. “Did it work?” I ask him, my voice telling me that I cannot believe that he is right on the ground after so many efforts to put him down.