Novel & Cerita Marked By The Alpha Layla

"Why was the moon goddess so unfair by giving someone like her to the Alpha? If I were him, I would have given up in finding a mate and go for some else that better." Their words were all hurtful. Am I that disgusting in their eyes? Am I so useless to them? Lita was smiling, obviously happy with the turn of event. She started it and brought everyone's attention to me so I am not surprised. "That's enough!!" Danny thundered and that made every keep shut. He faced Lita, "How do you know she is the Alpha's mate?" "The marked on her neck says it all." she replied proudly. "That mark can mean an alpha mate, a beta's and a gamma. Do you bother to ask her who marked her?" he asked again.

Gathering his thoughts he turned to look at the girl, who stood quietly beside her father, avoiding his gaze as she stared off into the distant rolling slopes. She had beautiful almond-shaped eyes that were hazel in color and thick auburn hair that was tied up in a high pony-tail. Her jaw was firmly set and she was dressed more like a warrior than the daughter of an Alpha in tight black pants and shirt and jacket. She looked like a vengeful doll but without the malevolence and he sensed a certain air of vulnerability about her too. Blake gestured for her to come forward and meet Seth and she moved with a confidence and grace that seemed too mature for her years. “Layla this is Alpha Seth of

I rub my neck before asking, “What the fuck Drew?” He took a harsh breath and replied, “Amy just mind-linked me.” I growl, “So.” He rubs his face with his hand before saying, “The Alpha of the Mistic pack is Layla’s second chance, mate; Layla has marked him.”

“Foremost, you have no mate. As far as I can remember, you were the one who rejected her when you had the chance to make her yours.” “I know my sins, and trust me, I regret them and I want her back now.” I chuckled at him. “You know, it baffles me that there's someone as follows as you are, who is known as an Alpha. Really? She is mated with me, and I am going to tell you now, Layla is mine, she bears my mark and no one, not even you, can change that.” “Really? I will see about that soon. I'm sure by now she will be in the hands of Kora.”

No, no we weren’t, I tried to compare numbers but sighed when I realized we had more. Twelve o’clock, Beta. Look straight ahead, if you focus, you’ll be able to see them. Jake followed my instructions and when he locked on their location his eyes darkened. I spotted Haley as she shifted, her wolf was a mix of brown and gray. Her wolf kept her head low and her canines bared as she looked towards the trees. I held my breathe as I crept forward slowly, Jake grabbed my hand to stop me but shook him off. I was the goddess-damned Luna and I wasn’t going to hide behind my Beta.

Veronica yelled. “What did you just call me?” Layla asked, gazing at her with those icy blue eyes of hers, which penetrated into Veronica’s soul so much that she looked away immediately. “Yeah, that’s what I thought. Your punishment is way too light for what you did, so be grateful and don’t show your ugly face here ever again,” Layla said. “The Moon Goddess made a mistake when she chose you as the Alpha’s mate. Just know that,” Veronica said, looking over her shoulder as she was being dragged away.

“Do you think he would let an enemy into the pack to put you all in danger?” There was silence after that, no one dared utter a word. Until Layla stepped forward and into the ring, with a deadly calm on her face. “You have nothing to worry about. We have tons of deadly warriors in our ranks, and we have conquered any pack that resisted us. Are you all going to piss your pants because a Lycan took down just one warrior?!” Her angry tone made the crowd tense up. Layla was pretty young, but she was the daughter of the murdered Alpha King, and the sister of the current Alpha. So, she could not be taken down easily.

Then, something awakens inside me. Not my heat, but something deeper. Older. A hush spreads through my mind, like a door opening somewhere I didn’t know existed. There’s a whisper at the edge of my thoughts, soft and insistent, just out of reach. My mark pulses sharply, alive in a way that steals my breath. When he finally pulls back, I make a small, broken sound I don’t recognize as my own. But there is one thing I know for sure, and that is Alpha Gaven is mine.

She had the expression she had when she already knew where I was going and was waiting to see if I would get there. "There is one person," I said slowly, "who has Alpha standing. A formal pack record that is beyond challenge. No public connection to the Nightbane family. And a reason to sponsor this petition that is personal enough to be genuine and political enough to hold up under scrutiny." She held my gaze. I said the name carefully because it needed to be said carefully. "My father." The room was very still. "Draven Bloodcrest," Lyra said.

Understanding flickers there. “You must be Aliya,” she says gently. I swallow. “Yes.” She inclines her head. “I am Grace. Luna of this pack.” The name lands with weight. *Luna.* The mate of the Alpha. The heart of the pack. The crowd parts further, giving us space. I’m acutely aware of how many eyes are on us, how many senses are tuned to Jackson’s unstable power. And yet there’s no fear in them. No hostility. Only respect. Relief, even.