Marked By The Alpha นิยาย & เรื่องราว

"Where's your mark?" I looked up at her and blinked once. "What mark?" Bentley walked to my back and examined it as if she was an investigator or a reporter. She walked around again. "I can't find the mark anywhere. Where did the Alpha put it?" I was still confused. A mark by the Alpha?"What is the mark about?" Bentley took a deep breath. "I'm sincerely not supposed to tell you this but curiosity got the best of me. The mark is the essence of the mating night," she revealed.

A smirk dances across my lips and I watch her flounder for what to say. There is no doubt after seeing the look on her face that she is unaware of the stipulations around Alphas and their mates. Ordinary wolves can be marked anywhere and can reject mates at their leisure. Alpha’s, however, have a different set of rules. Rejection must be mutual and in order to mark an alpha the bite must be returned and on the neck. Tilly thinks she marked me and I must say panic looks cute on her.

I’m Alpha August. At the mention of the word Alpha, fear entered the eyes of the children and they all three reacted similarly to the way Mercy had, dropping down onto their knees. “No,” Aletha told them. “It’s not like that here, kids. I told you. Alpha August isn’t like Alpha Rider. You just need to do this.” She made the sign of respect and tapped her fist to her shoulder. All three kids looked puzzled, but they made the same motion. August smiled an encouraging smile. “That’s right. That’s all there is to it. Welcome.” The fact that even the children were afraid of Alpha Rider made him want to kill him even more.

She slides in sideways with half a loaf of bread under her apron and the exact expression of a woman who has been holding news in her teeth for twenty minutes. “You look terrible,” she says. “Thank you.” “I mean it. Sit.” She pushes the bread at me and stays standing, which is how I know it’s bad. “He’s gone.” “Who’s gone?” “Your Alpha.” “He is not my Alpha.” “Fine. The Alpha.” She drops her voice anyway. “Rode out ten minutes after you came back up. Him and that beta with the mouth. Didn’t wait for horses to be brought round, didn’t tell Garrick, just went. Cook says they took the north road.”

Mark said, averting my gaze as I wiped my eyes furiously. Yes, yes he was washing his hands from everything that had to do with me. "Oh Okay, Where is Alpha Lucas at the moment?" I don't know why I even bothered to answer. "He had some urgent business dealings to close, so he left early. Miss, I hope you can understand" Mark said, averting his gaze from me. Mark was his beta and didn't beta's accompany Alpha's everywhere important? It felt like a hit on my face. He had not gone anywhere at all, in fact he was here.

I requested as I walked down the quiet hallway with my father. I knew it was time to make Paisley known to the Night Pack so that my bonding with her can be completed and so that I can also leave this city as soon as possible. I would also be announced official as Alpha in ninety days time, definitely right after I have won the position traditionally. I wasn't yet sure if I really wanted to be Alpha, I knew that becoming an Alpha takes a lot of sacrifices and dedication and I'm not sure if I can comply with that. "You plan on leaving for Mexico with her?" Dad asked as I hissed and nodded.

My gaze drifted from the tiny boy resting against Aurora to the smooth curve of her neck, and that was when I saw it—the bright, clear, undeniable, and exposed mark on her neck. My mark. The mark I had left on her that night. She didn’t hide it beneath makeup or her clothes like most humans would. She wasn’t pretending it never happened. The imprint sat openly on her skin, darker than before, and the edges sharpened into the shape of an alpha’s claim. It had matured over the months into a symbol any wolf in this city would recognize immediately. Good. Any werewolf who sees wouldn’t dare to woo her because they would know she belonged to an Alpha and would stay away from her.

It hurts so much! Not only his body. But also his heart. He curled up in the corner of the bed. He didn't want to cry. But he couldn't hold it. As he cried, he checked himself by the camera of the phone. His neck had a few bite marks. Alpha'a teeth marks on omega's body had a lot of meanings. And when he saw the last bite mark on his gland, he kept watching it. He was marked. He was marked by Josh. That means other than Josh he won't be able to be together with another alpha. A marked omega means he owes to the alpha who marked him.

"They want their Alpha to rule with his Luna by his side. It won't be long before they begin to nurse thoughts of snatching the Alpha's seat from you." "In their dreams!!" I snapped, my wolf growling in displeasure. I could feel a slight disturbance from the mark of the curse engrave in my heart. One more provocation and I was going to lose it. "I'm the Alpha of the Shadowfang Pack, Ronan. That title alone is enough to force all enemies on their knees" I added, declaring boldly. I didn't mean to brag, but it was the obvious truth. Only a pup born yesterday wouldn't know the ruthless Alpha of the Shadowfang Pack who ruled with an iron fist.

Moonshade’s forest had always been a sanctuary—an ancient, sacred place where the pack thrived under the watchful gaze of the moon. But tonight, the familiar rustle of leaves felt different. The wind carried whispers of fear, betrayal, and impending doom. Aria stood at the edge of the cliff, overlooking the dense expanse of trees that stretched far beyond the horizon. The pale silver light of the full moon bathed the land in an ethereal glow, but it did little to soothe the storm raging inside her. Her mark, a dark sigil burned into her flesh by the enemy alpha, pulsed faintly under her skin. It was a constant reminder that she was tethered—caught between two worlds.