Mark Chapter 15 Novels & Stories

Then we kept reading. Every sentence felt heavier, stranger—like the scroll was unraveling something buried too deep to be touched. We read on, the words blurring together until the key lines burned into my brain: “The Mark originated on the Day of the Black Sun, when the skies over Ka’az turned to eternal night. It plunged the city into darkness, a curse born from betrayal in the highest bloodlines.” Kiyan and I locked eyes. He swallowed hard, fear evident in his eyes. “This is… bad.”

The ache in my chest pulses as my emotions rise, and I hang my head in my hands, that whiskey calling to me even stronger now. "I can imagine it was a pretty overwhelming thing to discover at what... fourteen?" Mara says quietly. "Why do you smell like her?" Oscar asks. "I can't see a mark, but your scent has changed." I sigh. "Medus just took control, pushed me out, and marked Zanthe. She marked him back." I say it into my knees, but I still hear their sharp intakes of breath. Medus snarls again, battering against the cage I've forced him into.

I leaned carefully to see my Aunt and Joanna. “I looked everywhere for it, didn't find any,” My aunt responded, her tone was as low as she could get it. “I don't think she has a mark. So I don't think there's a need to bring her into the life, the life that her father fought to keep her out of,” “The girl deserves to know. She's still going to have questions because with or without the mark, the blood is in her vein,” Joanna retorted sharply. I figured I had heard enough and it was clearly a conversation I shouldn't be caught listening to. I backed away slowly but my back bumped into someone.

“Louder this time. The walls listen.” I swallowed. “Our bodies are vessels,” I recited, voice obedient, familiar words scraping my throat. “Our blood is borrowed. Our breaths are offerings. We are the chosen keepers of the Mark, the last gate between this world and the hunger beneath it.” “And the Mark?” she prompted. The skin on my left shoulder prickled as if it heard her. “The Mark is not a curse,” I said. “The Mark is the seal.” Mother Elara’s gaze softened, but not with affection. With reverence. With fear.

"Finally, my mate!" The eclipse reached its zenith. The moon was a blackened coin, an eye without sight. Within that darkness, a golden light radiated from Eli’s wound, a flare that illuminated the ballroom in a way no torch ever could. The elders fell silent. The oldest of them... Elder Mara, a woman whose hair was a silver waterfall... opened her eyes, widened, and whispered, “The Mark… it is complete. Blackthorne pack, rejoice!” But the words were not the end. They were a prelude to something even larger.

Alpha Ace gritted his teeth and clenched his hand, “Such traditions…alright.” He suddenly released me and I stood up and watched as Mark motioned me to follow him. I did as he told me as I glanced one last time to catch Alpha Ace’s hard stare boring on my back. He seemed…bothered and discomfort, which made me question where Mark is going to take me and what his going to do. Mark was just quiet the whole duration and we reached the end of the halls and into an empty room where a table was placed at the center and only a candle was present around, lightening up the whole room.

I asked, growing increasingly more concerned. "We don't know what happened, but Chase found them. Agent Marks was found dead at the scene." "WHAT?!" I unknowingly shouted, altering Jessica and waking Maverick from his sleep. Maverick began to cry, and Jessica picked him up, holding him in a tight hug. She looked over at me, but I didn't miss the concerned expression on her face. I could tell that she knew that something was wrong, and was desperate to find out what had happened. I switched the phone over to speaker phone, knowing that Jessica desperately wanted to know what had happened. Thankfully, Maverick was too young to understand what was going on.

Mark does have every right to be upset. We walked through the familiar woods in awkward silence. Just Athena holding on tightly to me like I'd run away. I could feel her bubbling excitement. "Wait till Cara sees you." She giggled, making me wince internally. I suddenly stopped, feeling like the air around me was too heavy to breathe in. Athena noticed my overwhelming emotions and gave me a small smile. Mark rudely brushed past me, grumbling incoherently. We were already entering into the main pack "She misses you." Athena said to me. I finally decided to shove down my nerves and head into the territory.