Marked By Fate：the Beast's Curse Mga Nobela at Kwento

* *“Translation: Stop whatever is happening around, do not move until I make another sound” As soon as he said it, everyone and everything stopped moving immediately. Lily also didn’t move at all so that Young Chul won’t get suspicious. After that, both brothers looked at each other and nodded. They started reciting the spell together. Young ho raised his hand and started with the first spell, *“Impigritas tenebrarum et lucis, ut obliviscatur eorum quae mox oculis conspexerunt”* *“Translation: Energy of the darkness and light, make them forget what just witnessed their eyes”*

The beast howled in pain, stumbling backward. And then she saw it. Beneath the mangled fur and blood, a faint symbol glowed on the creature’s chest - a mark she recognized from one of Cedric’s texts he gave her to reed. “Cedric!” she shouted. “The mark! Look at its chest!” Cedric’s wolf paused, his silver eyes narrowing as he took in the symbol. When realization hit, he shifted back to human form, his expression grim. “It’s a Forsaken,” he said, his voice barely audible over the storm.

"Good." As soon as he spoke, I felt a burning sensation on my wrist. I looked down to see a mark appearing on my skin—a triangle with a three-eyed crow at its centre, shimmering in gold. It glowed for a moment before fading slightly, leaving the mark etched into my skin like a brand. "The mark of the Fates," Kaius said, his voice low and dangerous. "It will remain until our bargain is fulfilled. When it disappears, you'll know our deal is complete."

“You can, because we’re going to do this the right way. We will get her back, Katrina. I promise you. But we’re not playing by his rules. I’m sending my best spies into his territory. They’ll find her. They’ll tell us exactly where she is and what we’re walking into.” My lips trembled, and my eyes burned, but I stayed quiet long enough for him to keep going. “We’re moving our marking ceremony up—from five days to three. The moment I mark you, you’ll be Luna, and every warrior in this pack will follow your command without hesitation. Then…” His voice lowered to a vow. “Then we’ll go get your mother back. Together.” I blinked at him, my chest tightening at the sheer certainty in his tone. His

“By the council’s order, Rae Blackthorne is to be branded with the hunter’s mark. She will be stripped of any ties to Crescent Fang. Banished beyond our borders. Any who aid her will be considered traitors.” My heart stopped. “No…” My voice came out as a whisper. “Please, no. Damon….” Something changed in his eyes, but he didn’t move. The guards pulled me up, dragging me toward the center of the chamber where a stone altar stood. The iron brand glowed in the fire, its edges burning red-hot, the symbol carved into it sharp and cruel. “No! Stop! Please!” I thrashed, my screams echoing off the walls. “Damon, don’t let them do this! Please, you know me! You know I wouldn’t….”

"Fate might guide us, but it’s our hearts that decide." They sat in comfortable silence for a moment, the fire crackling softly between them. Then Lilly chuckled softly. "What?" Link asked, bemused. "I was just thinking... if Marcy finds out about the mark thing, she’s probably going to beg Carter to bite her." Link laughed, his eyes crinkling at the corners. "I wouldn’t put it past her." Lilly grinned, her curiosity satisfied, yet her heart a little fuller with understanding. The mysteries of the bond, of fate and choice, swirled around her—but in the end, all she needed was sitting right across from her, his gaze warm and his hand steady in hers.

I spoke softly, but he just brushed it off. “Can I see it?” I asked again. He let out a deep breath before turning. He unbuttoned his shirt and turned, leaving me no option but to struggle to climb the bed. His eyes were in the mirror, fixed on me. I quickly removed the potion without him noticing. The tattoo was darker than before, and his eyes were so dark that even the blindfold couldn’t cover them. I applied it to the eyes as instructed, and that’s when the puzzle solved itself. The snake’s eyes represented Luca’s eyes, while the snake was a representation of Luca’s curse. How could I not have pieced this together before?

Marcus said. “You sure?” I asked, the same time Marcus spoke. “Yes, there is no doubt child, you are the kings fated mate.” Said the witch. "The bond exists. Better than the majority I have seen.” "Then why is the mark gone?" Daniel asked. The witch darkened her features. "Because she is cursed." The word dropped down in the room. I felt cold all over. “Cursed?” Daniel mumbled “Yes, yes,” she said, and looked straight at me. "A binding curse. Old. Deeply rooted."

“Where I control myself.” Her gaze lifted to mine. “This is where you came… that night?” “Yes.” She hesitated, then asked softly, “Why does it happen to you…What's the beast they talk about?” I exhaled slowly. “It’s a curse. When it happens, it demands blood. The only good thing is that it makes me stronger in battle. Deadlier. But it also takes from me…eats me slowly” She stepped closer to me. “Then why did it take over when we were kissing?”