Mark 5 Chapter Novels & Stories

My fated mate wants my body and soul… but he still calls me by his missing wife’s name. ____ Framed by her best friend. Rejected by her groom. Cast out by her pack, Savannah’s world shatters. Until Xavier, the Alpha of Alphas, finds her. From the moment their bond ignites, it’s raw and addictive. He touches and kisses her like he can’t breathe without her. But he believes she’s someone else—his missing wife. His daughter calls her “Mommy.” And the mate bond burns hotter than she ever imagined. Savannah has secrets. A past she’ll never speak of. She swore no man would ever own her again. So why does her soul beg to be his?

Whatever was done was usually done in their rooms or in his office… So she didn’t quite understand why she was in his room or in his bed… Lillianna couldn’t help tensing when AJ kissed her head. Did he even know what he was doing? She was so confused… Why was he kissing her head? Why did he want her in his bed… In his room… Why did he insist to make the world believe she belonged to him… Why the fuck did he mark her! That was the one thing that was really getting to her the most. He marked her… Marked her for life. AJ moved away from her and left the bed. If he knew she was awake or not he didn’t let on. He used the bathroom and left the room. Once he was gone Lillianna let out a breath she

A twitchy, unnatural motion that sent a shiver crawling up my spine. “The Goddess came back, Luna. She burned the traitors. She marked the loyal.” He spread his arms, showing his chest - the mark burned deep into his flesh. The crescent. The claw. The same symbol scorched into the gates. Rafe took a half-step forward, his tone low and lethal. “She didn’t do this.” Aldric’s eyes flicked back to me. “She called you, too, didn’t she? You feel her in your blood.”

Warning: Before you read this chapter, please be aware that it contains sensitive content involving human slaughter and ruthlessness. Feel free to skip this chapter if you think it might trigger you. Thank you. ____ Later that afternoon, Mark stood in the dim, cold room that reeked of blood and human organs. His injuries were far from healed, but he still intended to carry out Luis’s instructions. He was currently pulling on his thick black gloves while two of his men - Luke and Connor, stood beside him, ready to assist.

⸻ Chapter 5 — The Mark The morning after Aunt Dee’s dinner, I woke up drenched in sweat. My sheets clung to me like they were trying to keep me from leaving. The air was thick with the smell of cedar and smoke — Malik’s scent — even though I didn’t see him anywhere. For the first time in weeks, my room was quiet. Too quiet. I stumbled into the bathroom, flipped on the light — and froze. There, running from my collarbone down to my ribs, was a black mark. Not ink. Not bruise. It shimmered faintly under the light, twisting like smoke trapped beneath my skin.

“What is it?” “A woman bearing a mark has been spotted. However… she’s said to be a rogue.” Dane frowned. He didn’t remember seeing a rogue mark on her. It had been dark, yes. He hadn’t been able to make out her features clearly but rogues bore a distinct mark. Impossible to miss. She hadn’t had one. “No,” Dane said firmly. “She isn’t a rogue.” Silas hesitated. “You said it yourself you couldn’t see her face properly. How can you be certain she didn’t bear the rogue mark?”

She grabbed his hair with both hands and came hard, biting her lip to keep from yelling. Mark wiped his mouth with the back of his hand and stood up. He pulled his shirt off. His chest was broad, covered in some gray hair, with old scars from work. He shoved his shorts and boxers down. His cock sprang out, heavy and thick, the head already shiny with pre-cum. Veins stood out along the shaft. Mia’s mouth watered a little. “Turn over,” he told her, voice rough.

Zevi or Kael and there's our handsome Beta as well. Just too complicated damn. I hope you all enjoyed this chapter. Let me know your thoughts in the comments. Don't forget to vote and recommend to your friends and family. Until next time, xoxo

*** Mark *** Mark did not hear the first two knocks. He was lost in a world of he and Solana. In this world, his hands and tongue explored every inch of her while she moaned his name again and again. He was doing all kinds of things to her and she was returning the favor. Oh, how she lifted her hips to receive every thrust. In his mind, Mark rode her snug, slick depth to unimaginable heights until he could climb no further. He felt himself free-falling back to reality when he heard the knock.

Aidan growled. "Uh-huh...." Aric concealed a chuckle. Aidan turned towards the Mad Oracle in anger. "Tell them I didn't pass out, tell them." Aidan demanded. The Oracle gave him a bored look. "I didn't even know that you were there. If I knew, I wouldn't have come here in the first place." And then the Oracle turned toward an invisible person and started chatting with him. Dismissing all of them until Aidan pinched her nipple, extracted a squeal from her.