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Everyone’s gaze landed on me. Samuel also paused his lecture and looked over. His gaze held no heat, but it made Mark instinctively loosen his grip over my wrist. I pulled my wrist away and took half a step back to widen the distance between us. “Please keep your hands to yourself. We’re in a lecture,” I said as I looked him straight in the eye. My voice made it sound like I was just talking about the weather. I sounded so distant that it stabbed into Mark’s heart like a frozen knife. All the blood drained from his face.

So that was the cause why he used to stay up late in the night carrying out researches and going to meet alpha in any hour of the day. I was both happy and confused seeing my dadda's name on the book as it was still not cleared what was the book about. "The lectures will be held from the day after tomorrow that is, Monday. Don't you dare skip the lectures, we will be taking strict actions against you if you don't attend the same. You will get your textbooks on the first day itself by your teacher who will teach you this subject along with your revised time table cards. We want to make sure everyone in our pack is happy and strong with their mates. Having a mate is amazing, more amazing if yo

Finally, it was over. The room felt lighter, almost as if the oppressive energy that had been hanging over us for so long was dissipating with his departure. But as the silence settled in, I noticed the change in the atmosphere—subtle but undeniable. Marks posture shifted, his shoulders relaxing as he glanced at his grandmother, Mrs. Santiago, who was sitting quietly in the corner, her face a mask of confusion and disbelief. "I believe it was you who always said that being a shareholder, being a leader, is not about kinship,"Mark began, his voice steady, yet softer than I had ever heard it. "Its about hard work."

he answered. “But some of my textbooks are there, and also there’s…” Mark tried to explain to his brother. “That’s not my problem!” Mike answered, his brows furrowed. Mark stood up from the chair. He was obviously angry and he went to the counter to order some food. While he was ordering, one of the nuns went up to him. “Mark James Legaspi,” the nun called to him, “In my office, we need to talk to you.” Suddenly Mark felt nervous, but he didn’t get to ask the nun anything on the spot. Instead, he immediately stopped what he was doing and followed her towards the office.

His friends took a subtle step back. “The lecture hall is this way, ma’am,” Mark said, his voice low, cold, and devoid of any student cadence. It was a command wrapped in courtesy, meant for everyone to hear. He didn’t call me Rachel. He called me ma’am. Gasp ripples around the onlookers Even from Isabella and Chleo. I couldn’t look at Eli’s face—at the shock, the dawning fear, the furious confusion. I just nodded, a tiny, jerky movement, and let Mark guide Isabella, Chloe, and me away from the frozen scene.

A child is born marked by a cursed It arrival is to redeem the cursed The cursed will be redeem and it lost glory will be restored, By one single decision of the marked child. The wrong decision shall result to war The right decision shall bring peace to the land." "Everyone knows the marked child is you, the cursed is the exile alpha and his lost glory is this pack and his position as king over the other packs. Any decision that you will make either determines the stands of the pack and also the fall of the pack. Since you have already been marked everyone in the pack is wary of you, I had no option but to send you, your mother and brother, to the state to keep you away from prying eyes tha

Professor Mark's nervous and awkward expression in an instant turned serious and tense upon hearing Karl's question. "This is just my guess... just my provisional guess, so forgive me if... if my guess is wrong...," Professor Mark pursed his lower lip and placed his briefcase on a nearby table as he rolled up his sleeves. "It does not matter. As long as you can help with this poison matter.” "I will do my best," Professor Mark turned to Stephen. “C-ca ... Can I ask for the results of the interim report on the patient… what's his name?”

Mark said. “Okay, can you please move back.” Mark said as he walked to the dimmed corner in the lecture room, he strikes a chord on a keyboard lying there since the other night, from the chord it turned into a rhythm he has heard the millionth time in his head. As he was enjoying the rhythm all his body felt weak immediately that he fell to the ground. Becca raced towards Mark to help him to his seat but he cautioned her “I really need you to move back.”

"You know the rules. Contact means consequences. For both of you." I stare at the message, my jaw clenching. Marcus has been my mentor since everything changed. He's kept me alive, taught me how to control my abilities, how to channel the wolf without losing myself to it. He's saved my life more times than I can count. But he doesn't understand what it's like to be this close to her after all these years and do nothing. He doesn't understand what it's like to have your soul mate ripped away. Another text: "They're watching. If you reveal yourself, if you break protocol, they'll come for her too."