Marked By The Alpha Layla Novels & Stories

Though if Layla refuses, I guess I'll have to take her, too. I know a witch doctor up in the mountains I can take Layla to. He can reverse whatever spell William has on her. I am sure that is the only reason why she agreed to be mated and marked by the Alpha. I noticed. Because I notice everything about Layla that she is now wearing William's mark. But I can put mine right over the top of it, and no one will ever know the difference.

I - I buried her ashes. I shook my head, unconvinced. ‘’You haven’t answered my question, Alpha Nathan. And i’ve told you how much i hate repeating myself.’’ He remained silent for a while as though thinking of an answer. ‘’Layla had a scar on her chest,’’ he finally blurted out. ‘’A scar,’’ I continued. ‘’Yes.’’ he looked uncomfortable. ‘’When she was born, she was cursed that she would bring disaster upon the pack. The scar was a testament of that curse.’’

Layla filled our glasses with red wine and motioned for me to pick mine up. “We are pleased that you’ve chosen to cooperate with us. Just so you know, my sister doesn’t take betrayal lightly. If you are found to be lying to us, there will be punishment.” Marcella announced as she circled the rim of her wine glass with one lean finger. I noticed now that her nails were painted black. “I understand.” “She won’t betray us, sister. I’ve seen into her mind. The Alpha is a rather strong candidate for what we need.” A strong one, as Layla had said. Garrett was not only strong, but he was brutal as well. The thought of his being scalped by the witches actually brought me pleasure.

Lila's orgasm crashed, milking them all, her cries joining the pack's chorus. They collapsed in a heap, still locked, the energy fading to a warm glow. The pack chanted her name, Lila, luna....sealing her role. Marked, mated, claimed, she rose later on trembling legs, the alphas at her sides, their luna born in fire and union.

was all I could respond to, as I picked at the green vegetables in my bowl and took a bite. "I heard the Alpha went to that auction held in Barbara's club once, but he never picked anyone there," Layla continued. "Why?" Layla shrugged. "Maybe when he went there, no one piqued his interest. So basically, you're the first one from that club." "How do you know all of this?" I couldn't help but ask after noticing that Layla has a stronger aura than Gayle. Layla chuckled. "I'm his niece, and I handle everything related to his mistresses—dresses, makeup, making sure they know the rules, what to do and what not to do, and what to expect while living here."

Shota added immediately, "What becomes of the other woman in your life, after determining who the chosen one is?" Alpha Randall heaved a sigh, "Visha will be the one to bear the AlphaBond mark, while Reyana bears the Lunascribe mark because I can't reject my fated mate. She has to remain with me no matter what," a little bit of sadness laced his tone. He wished Visha could be the only mate he'd have. He was not happy that he'd have to make her have a rival... Not that he loved the rival in question. The AlphaBond mark is for the Alpha's superior mate, whom he cherishes deeply. This mark signifies a strong bond and deep affection. This mark is as important and as potent as life itself. That i

She placed her hands on my shoulders so I can look at her. “Luke is just scared that he may be in some sort of trouble, and let’s face it, if Prince Ryder eventually finds you here, I would be in big trouble as well. You are his mate, and his second chance for that matter, no man is going to want to mess with that because you may be his last shot. As an alpha prince, I am more than surprised his mark is not on you already,” she says. “That’s the thing Layla,” I say with a loud sigh. “His mark is not on me because he doesn’t want me,”

And their Alpha was here? Zara’s instinct screamed at her to turn around and run. An Alpha of that magnitude would have razor sharp senses that could cut through glasses. If her masking potion had a single tiny slip in its potency, he would surely smell her. ‘We are strong, Layla offered, her pride piquing. ‘Let him smell us, let him bow to her supremacy’. ‘You have a death wish Layla’, Zara hissed under her breath. She mixed with the crowd, using the bodies of the five football players walking in front of her as a shield. Just blend in, she thought to herself. You are a ghost, you are nobody.

“No… I…I don’t know anything. It’s always been there since I was born.” Her hand trembled as she traced her hands on the glowing edge. “This is not just a normal birthmark.” Her voice dropped to a whisper. “This is the Mark of the Aetherborn… the bloodline of ancient witches. Not just any type of witch…this is the mark of the good witches” My heart stopped. Lauren stepped back slowly, eyes wide. “Alia… you are one of them.” The room spun for a moment. Everything went silent. I stared at her, breath shaking.

I ask in disbelief “You guessed right,” she simply winked at me. I can only think to myself what else she is keeping from me. She really meant it when she said I was going to find out what about all the things that she is keeping "That alpha energy looks good on you," I tell her with a big smile on my face. I am proud of Erica's eyes go wide as she finally senses what is happening. Her eyes go wider when she sees that I have marked Sarah and Sarah has marked me "You're an alpha now? How is that possible?"