Mark Grayson X Male Reader Novels & Stories

Marc stepped forward towards Gary slowly and when he reached next to Gary, he looked intensely at him and then look down at his body which was shining while being wet. Gary clenched his teeth in anger “what the f**k you are looking at?” Gary swing his hand to punch him but marc stopped his hand swiftly and hold his hand tightly and then he smirked “you look nice” Hearing that Gary got more furious he think Marc is here to tease him or mess with him “Bastard, I told you to stay away from me. Why are you here? What do you want?” Gary raised his voice. Marc smirked “YOU, I want you. So now you know are you going to give yourself to me?”

and it did. My name is Jake. I am the only son of my father Alaric who was an Alpha and my mother Edith, a human. I am the reason for the death of my parents, I wish I could take it all back but I can't. Now I am forced to live with this burden till I am no more.

Maverick didn't stop until he was in front of Grayson, only then letting go of Mark's ankle and letting his foot fall to the ground before stepping back. “One Alpha, just the way you like it, a little scratched up,” Maverick said sarcastically, his lips tugging up on the side as he looked down at the scraped-up Alpha. Mark's body ached as he pulled himself off the ground and stood. He trembled as he stood on weak legs. When Mark turned, his stomach dropped when he saw Brandon sitting on the grass with Grayson's Beta standing guard next to him. He looked up at his pack house to see flames barreling out of the right side, and his mouth hung open.

"The bond between a werewolf and their human mate is something special..." As a group of men gathered at the far end of the bar, their voices rising, her words trailed off at the commotion. A tall, muscular man with a scar across his cheek, slammed his fist down on the counter, drawing the attention of the entire room. His eyes were a piercing amber as they scanned the crowd. "Looks like we're about to get our first show," the silver-haired man from earlier murmured, appearing at our side. His eyes gleamed with mischief as he offered us a drink, the liquid in the glass a deep, dark red that smelled faintly of iron.

Mia POV Grayson and I talked way past midnight last night. I felt so ashamed about how I treated him. He told me that he will not push me. He only wants to be with me. He understands that I am human and will court me as any other human man would have. If I feel like I no longer want to be with him then he would leave me alone. No questions ask. I am currently laying in bed just thinking about the future. I didn't lie to Grayson when I said I felt drawn towards him. I still feel that. Now more than ever. I guess the more time we spend together the more I feel towards him. Maybe it is the mate bond or maybe it is me. I don't really know.

Usually, looking at me makes people feel nice and calm. For one second, Grayson looks like he is stuck in a dream. He thinks to himself, If this girl was not so bad, maybe I could try to be her husband. But he throws that thought away real fast. His face gets super dark and ugly again. "Were you eating with a bunch of random wolves? Was it really pack work, Rowan? Or were you playing around behind my back with other males? Why don't you tell me what you really do in those meetings, huh?"

Alpha's Claim, Omega's Surrender BOOK 2 Mars Reed POV "What are you even talking about?" Grant growls, his thick shoulders tensing under the dark sheets of the pack lodge bed. His dark eyes narrow at me, looking completely blank, like my words are some riddle he cannot piece together.

“Because I never consented to it in the first place! Because it’s replaced my real mate mark with Dylan, who - thank the goddess - hasn’t noticed yet!” He closes the distance between us and catches my arm before I can stumble back. His warm fingers dip under my shirt collar, circling the mark like a tease, and I hate the way my knees tremble with electric desire as he does it. “I never forced this on you. You begged me for it, over and over again until it was done. Don’t you remember?” “I-I have a marriage contract with Dylan. I mistook you for someone else that night.” His answering laugh is fueled with darkness. “You’re a terrible liar. I think I’ll keep my mark right where it is.”

His pupils flared from gold to a bloodshot red. The small room was saturated with the crushing oppression of a furious Alpha. Everyone standing at the door bowed their heads, terrified to even breathe. The Beta approached, whispering in Greyson's ear. "Alpha, I've already dispatched men to search for clues." Greyson suddenly whirled around and clamped his hand onto the Beta's shoulder. In that instant, his hand shifted into a savage wolf claw, the blood-red glow in his eyes burning with feral fury. The Beta's brow barely furrowed. He spoke with controlled calm.

Garcia “What?” Wyatt said, eyes going wide like someone had just rewired his brain. “I…I think I misheard something,” Eleanor said slowly, eyes narrowing. “Gracia, you just said this bastard is gay. I think what you meant was, he’s a bastard, not—” “No.” I cut in, my voice bitter. “You heard right.” I turned to face them fully, shoulders square, voice rising so the entire room could hear if they wanted. “The man I was supposed to marry in the next few days likes men. And I caught him—” I motioned toward Mark without even looking at him, “with him in bed moaning a lot.”