Mark And Me Novels & Stories

"You are a werewolf Bree and have been marked by a monster who your mate.. Hey guys don't forget to like. The next chapter has been uploaded on d****e @davi's story place on d****e. Bye for now

He entered, and I locked the door behind him, suddenly very aware that I was alone with the most powerful wolf in the pack. He looked around the bakery, his expression soft. “You’ve done well here. Your parents would be proud.” The mention of my parents caught me off guard. “Thank you, Alpha.” “Please, sit,” he said, pointing to a small table. “We need to talk about last night.” I sat because my legs were already weak. Even dressed casually, Marcus carried authority like it was part of his skin. “I know you’re confused,” he said. “Midnight’s Mark hasn’t appeared in over a hundred years.”

I wandered to a spacious square by the sea. It was populated with werewolves. The sea was not far away. Young couples leaned against the railing, shooting photos. Some of them asked me to help take photos of them. I could not refuse requests from lovely wolf couples. I stood on my own, looking far away. The phone kept ringing. The first one was from my parents. “Mom.” “Young Alphas are engaged to their Luna, and they are having Soulmoon wine. What are you doing?” I smiled at the phone.

“I'm I an enemy?” “Of course not.” He walked to me,standing before me like I called. “Then why do you keep revealing yourself to me in my dream?” “We're bound by blood and fate. Only you I respect and me you obey.” “Seriously? I'm not bound by fate nor am I bound by blood. I belong to no one, so please leave me alone.” “You cannot ignore the mark on your hand, that's what makes us one. It will kill you if you resist.”

Mom dials Liam’s mom’s phone number to inform her that we’re moving to New York and that we’re already in the plane, while I just stare out of the window. Suddenly, there was an announcement. “Good afternoon, everyone. I am your captain, Captain Mark, today. We are going to depart soon. Please switch off your phone or turn it to airplane mode and please put on your seatbelt for safety. Thank you.” I clip on my seatbelt and hear my mom saying goodbye to Liam’s mom. Mom turns her head to me and says, “I told her already and she wishes you all the best for your future.” I nod my head in response and look straight, feeling the plane taking off slowly from the ground.

Mark lets the towel drop to the floor and smirks as I take his body in. “Every time I close my eyes/A vision of your face always pops into my mind, girl/I would do anything to receive love from you/So show me the way that this could happen soon.” I reach out and place my hands on my dancing mate. I’m not sure if I ever really thought about how love would be, but this probably exceeds anyone’s expectations. Mark suddenly stops moving, and his eyes gloss over. When he refocuses, he has a worried look on his face. “Get everyone to safety. We have a breech.” Mark kisses my forehead and runs out of the room.

"They seem nice. Give it a chance, Lila." She rang the doorbell, and I shifted my weight, my sneakers scuffing the welcome mat. The door opened, and there they were. Mark first, tall and built like he worked out every day, his dark hair cropped short, a shadow of stubble on his jaw. He wore a plain black t-shirt that hugged his muscles and jeans that fit just right. His eyes met mine, brown and intense, like he could see right through me. "You must be Lila," he said, his voice deep and steady. He held out his hand.

Forever. “Mark me.” Alex’s body stills. “What?” “Mark me.”