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Raising his splayed hand, Atlas laughed. "Salis was ordered to exterminate Gian but instead saved him from Lucifer and the demons that might want to use him. That brings me to the next issue. Salis is your daughter's true mate. As much as that disappoints me to say, my hand will probably be eternally mine. Anyway, I saw that he is the only one that can hide her demon mark and keep her safe," Atlas stated solemnly. Pointing to his father's right cheek, Asher gasped.

"Anisa found something on him. You're going to want to see it before Alaric does, or he'll talk for an hour before you get to the point." I rose, circled the table, and crouched beside the body. My eyes immediately fell on a mark that had been circled by Anisa, just beneath his collarbone — a jagged, angular symbol burned into the skin rather than inked. It was the kind of mark that belonged in old stories about frozen coastlines and gods who ruled many, many years ago.

Damian replied, his desire to mark Elara again until his teeth left their imprint on her skin. "Among their kind, lycans and werewolves alike, the most profound mark signifies the unbreakable bond between mates. It also serves as a warning to any other he-wolf that Elara is claimed, the profound mark a symbol of his devotion to his fated mate. "Elara, I want to deepen my mark on you, as if I could bite into your very soul to ensure no one else dares to claim you," Damian replied, flushing Elara's cheeks with embarrassment.

Noah interrupted, his voice cutting through Cassian’s teasing tone like a blade. ​He reached out, his fingers brushing the shallow cut on my forearm. The contact felt like an electric shock. I flinched, pulling my arm back. ​"I'll live," I snapped. ​A flash of something unreadable crossed Noah’s face. It wasn't anger. It was almost... approval. "An Omega with a bite. Interesting." ​"She's more than an Omega, Noah," Cassian said, his smirk fading into something hungrier. "Look at the mark. She belongs to the strongest."

In the kitchen, they found Lilly and Link already having coffee, their easy affection palpable. Lilly spotted them first, raising a brow. "Well, don’t y'all look cozy." Marcy blushed. "Don’t start." "You wanna tell her, or should I?" Carter asked, grinning. Marcy narrowed her eyes playfully. "Tell her what?" "About the mark," Carter said casually, taking a mug of coffee. Lilly's eyes widened, a grin splitting her face. "No shit?" Marcy rolled her eyes but couldn’t hide her smile. "Yeah. He marked me."

“Not just any woman, folks. They’re calling her the Black Widow. A ghost. No one knows her face. There are just whispers of her. Apparently, she charms men, and once they give in to her, none of them make it out of her web. Poison Guy’s story is not the only case.” Morcetti’s lips stretched into a smirk as he exhaled smoke. “Ah, fairy tales, brothers. I’ve been in this game thirty years. No woman’s going to scare me out of my own bed.” They roared with laughter again. But Barbara just smiled. If only they knew. She got on the pole like Mystique had been brought for, giving them her most seductive dance piece, and it didn’t take long; the taunts soon faded as they got lost in her movements, a

Past Era Marco supported Anika while she went down from the trap. "Thank you" she mumbled coldly and let go of her hands from his arms. Marco just holds his head and set a wide smile on his face. "It's okay. So, may I know your name?" He asked her hoping to have a nice answer. Anika glance at him like she didn't hear him asking her name. "Oh, my name? I'm Anika Perez and I'm more powerful from the present!" She mumbled carelessly while raising her eyebrows at him.

At a loss at what he should do, he channelled the remaining energy he had into his mace and struck the black energy wave as it came close to him with his weapon in a desperate attempt to fight fire with fire, once the weapon struck the energy wave, Markus was hit full force with the power of the two energies colliding in close proximity which knocked him backwards and landing on his back, as he struggled to his feet, the force from the impact left him dazed and blood flowed him the corner of his mouth. “I have now also defeated one of the greatest generals this land has seen!” Ean cried out gleefully, he was left short of breath and weakened, but happy nonetheless, all he had to do now was s

TAE My pack believed that we were special. Hand picked by the Goddess and made protectors. They call it Hwansu in our tongue – Phantom beast. That was before they were attacked and shredded by marauders. If my pack saw me right now, cowering and hiding all because I thought I saw my tormentor, they’ll toast me for shaming our legacy. All because of Ronan fucking Blackwood. “Sunny?” I flinch at the mocking tone in Ronan’ voice and press my back against the wall, praying that the waste bin is large enough to hide my small frame.