Marked By The Alpha Layla Novels & Stories

Even though it had been early, the people of the pack were already up and about, the ladies smiling, giggling, frowning, and drooling at the men who were training in the field. “Honestly, I don’t know why Aurora doesn’t just claim him and enjoy him for the rest of the night. I wouldn’t let him out of my sight if I knew he was my mate. Your Alpha is such a fine specimen.” Layla fawned, and Alec rolled his eyes at her. “Finally, someone with brains. But it’s alright that she’s keeping her distance from us anyway. I don’t think I can really tolerate her.” Alec said, glancing at the dark rose with thorns tattoo that had woven its way around Layla’s hand.

I commanded regaining my composure. “Please, please help me, my name is Layla. Please they are trying to kill me!” Her eyes welled up with tears as she flung herself at my feet. “Please, Alpha, please protect me.” With those words, she passed out. “Wade! Take her to the pack hospital, tell the doc to notify me immediately when she wakes up.” As Wade picked her up, I noticed a burn on her leg just below her knee. I had seen that mark before but, didn’t know where.

Alex sighed. “Let me explain it simply for you. Alpha bloodlines when they mark their mate the mark will be the symbol of their line. Luna’s mark is the Kinsley mark, which is two howling wolves flanking a shield with a bloodmoon and a crown over the shield,” Silvercloud explained, nodding at me.

"Alpha said his mate is the one named Lilith. The other shewolf? She's just some mistress without status." "I thought she was Alpha's real mate-to-be. After being humiliated like this, why doesn't she fight back? It's so embarrassing." My face turned pale. I turned around and fled the banquet hall. At the end of the corridor, I overheard a few werewolves joking around with Leo. "Alpha, Layla's been with you for ten years. If she gets truly heartbroken and leaves, won't you regret it?" I stopped walking. The next second, I heard him laugh nonchalantly.

ALPHA BRYN’S POV They say a Luna without a bound is not a shield, but a target. But how could I bring myself to Mark her? I was broken, far broken to be repaired, bounding with sable would only mean I was willing to share these pain with someone else, someone who didn't ask for it. I wasn't so cruel, the last thing I wanted to do was watch someone go through an unbargained suffering, I was definitely doing it by myself.

"Not anymore, Isaac. I don't see any mark on her. From the look of things, she has chosen Zack as her mate. You are banned from coming close to her." "No way, I will be back for her. She is mine." As those words left his mouth, Isaac stomped out of the meeting while Xavier and Ezekiel followed suit "As announced, no one should go against the orders given, else there will be a punishment from the elder wolves." They also left after saying those words. Luke, who couldn't stand his son, walked away. "This is our new life, Alpha Lilith. This means more training." Zack teased. "I know, thank goodness you are with me and…and I am ready to be marked by you." Zack's eyes momentarily went wide open,

“Do you mean to tell me that Luna Zelayah is moon blessed as well as a pureblooded alpha and this fool is about to throw her away? He is dumber than I thought. Did either of you pay attention to the werewolf history class? Of course not, because if you did, we wouldn’t be having this conversation. He is an aloha, He is supposed to know what that birthmark means. We shouldn’t be able to fool him like this. It is impossible for a wolf that is not fated to a moon-blessed wolf to touch her intimately. Her wolf would kill any who tried. How does he not know this?” Alpha Richard says shaking his head.

Elara POV On my eighteenth birthday, Mason, the rogue Alpha I'd followed since childhood, marked me for the first time. I thought it meant he was finally ready to accept me as his mate, the one he would spend his life with. I floated through the entire night on a cloud of bliss, convinced my six-year-long love had finally culminated in a fairy-tale ending. That is, until the next afternoon, when I approached the underground club where he and his bikers often gathered and overheard their conversation.

If anyone, he was definitely in charge here. As I knelt before him, my heart pounding in my chest, the Alpha spoke, his voice echoing through the chamber. "You are Layla, Alpha of the Safe Water pack, correct?" I nodded, unable to find my voice. Him knowing exactly who I was sent a chill through me. What did this Alpha want with me? And why had I been brought here after weeks of isolation? There was something sinister about all of it, from me being set in the dungeon, cold and alone, to the kidnap from my pack.