Novel & Cerita Marked By Fate：the Beast's Curse

We are being forced to confront things here that we would rather not. The Guardian materialized in front of us, its dark shape looming over us, before I could inquire what he meant. Its voice reverberated throughout the room as it stated, "You have faced your trials." However, your adventure is far from ending. Melissa, the mark you carry is a key and a curse. It is the only means to overcome The Void, yet it also ties you to it. "A curse? With a sinking stomach, I asked. The Guardian gave a nod. You are bound to the darkness by the mark. The closer you go to the truth, the stronger it will get. It will devour you if you are careless.

And I was going to find out what. After Damien left me alone, I stayed in that room for hours. I didn’t know what I was looking for, but I knew I had to find something. And then—I did. An old text. Dusty. Nearly falling apart. The passage sent a chill down my spine: "A union between the beast and the bride will break the chains or doom the bloodline forever." "She will carry the mark of destiny, a symbol of the moon." My heart slammed against my ribs. My hand instinctively went to my hip, fingers grazing over the crescent moon birthmark.

The air smelled of jasmine and rain. Even the wolves in the courtyard outside howled once — a deep, reverent sound before falling silent again. When the light faded, I stood in stillness, my pulse steady. The elder who had spoken bowed his head slowly. “The mark of the goddess …” he murmured. “She carries it truly.” Damion stepped forward, his eyes locked on mine. “There is no curse here,” he said firmly. “Only destiny.” He turned to the assembly, his voice thunderous.

’ I reminded myself I was trying to do what she considered a better and right thing to do. I hissed and sat on my bed; the day with Charlotte was really long. She described the mark on Emilia as something terrible that could even destroy a whole pack if not handled well. Like she said, I needed to avoid seeing Emilia most times because it was possible she could bring in misfortunes and lots of them. She confirmed the mark is just possessed by wolves, but also humans that were cursed by the witches could have such a mark, which would make her torment people the more.

“I didn’t know a Lycan’s mark could do this.” Vanya leaned over with a warm smile. “Not all marks. But this one, this is proof of a bond that endured betrayal, prophecy, and time. That kind of connection rewrites the rules.” “Makes so much sense now,” I whispered, brushing my thumb over the pulsing crescent. The bond was back. The mark burned black and white two forces twisted into one, unlike anything I’d seen before. With Azrik, everything was unpredictable, but that unpredictability felt like home now.

' My voice cracked, raw from the shift, eyes searching her face—pale, streaked with tears and dirt, but her eyes held mine steady, fierce even in fear. She pressed a hand to her belly, wincing. 'I felt it last night, during... everything. The bond, the curse—it's tying us deeper.' Her fingers trembled as she lifted her shift, revealing the glowing mark from my bite, now spreading like dark veins across her skin, pulsing toward her stomach. It looked alive, hungry, threading over the slight swell I hadn't noticed before. Panic clawed up my throat. Our pup—half-wolf, half-witch—trapped in this nightmare I carried. The forest around us stirred, birds silent, as if the woods themselves held thei

Chosen mates marks were always black, fated mates came in so many colours. She stepped back and traced the familiar pattern of the ritual mark with the tip of her finger, her breath catching in her throat. The energy of their wolves entwined in the marking, warmth and fire pulsing between them. Darius remained still, calm and composed, his silver eyes fixed on hers with a steady and knowing gaze. He did not flinch, Respect and adoration shone in his expression. We did our part...He is ours. Amethyst said in pride.

💣 Suspense Builder Okay but can we TALK about the timing? Locked up. Possibly pregnant. Giovanni gone. Marco planning something. Do you really think all of that is a coincidence? 👀

he added. Warmth flickered in his eyes, then died. “That was before I killed her,” he finished with a dark, humorless sound. My breath left me. “What do you mean?” His gaze shuttered halfway. Silence filled the room like smoke “You see these three columns?” He gritted his teeth, pointing at the nape of his neck, it looked like the skin there was scorched, probably by the flare from earlier. “The curse does not merely mark,” he said. “It corrodes. It spreads through proximity. Everything within my radius decays. Bonds, flesh…,” His eyes found mine, darkenening momentarily,”…Fate.”