Romans & histoires Marked By The Alpha Who Ruined Me

The words echoed in my mind like a prayer, like a hope, like the last light in a world gone dark. "I promise," the alpha said. And then she smiled. And then she began to glow. And then she whispered two words that shattered whatever was left of the walls around my heart. "Save her." She dissolved into golden mist, her sacrifice complete, her light spreading through the darkness like the first dawn after an endless night. The witch was gone. The woman who had believed I was worth saving, who had died trying to prove it, was gone. And Silas was already moving toward the alpha with murder in his eyes.

The young Alpha of the Vantheir pack walked past me like I didn’t exist. His dark, powerful aura lingered in the atmosphere like the curls of an intoxicating smoke. And although everyone else was terrified, I felt no fear. The young Alpha of Vantheir carried a primal mark of the Alpha line. My mate, Malric..

He reached his hand out and touched the scar on her neck and she felt a sharp pain shoot through her body. He met her eyes and smiled. "Don't worry. That will fade away quickly, along with the unfortunate and painful side effects. Especially now that you're effectively a human. Luca's fortunate he didn't allow his little whore to mark him." Stella hissed in a breath through her teeth as she heard Alpha Harding begin to chuckle.

I replied cautiously, ensuring my tone was measured and respectful so as not to provoke his anger. A glimmer of cold satisfaction flickered in his eyes as he leaned back, crossing his arms with an air of dominance. “Ah, that’s so perfectly compliant of you, little sheep,” Alpha Mark said, his voice dripping with condescension. “It seems we’re finally on the same page. Since we both agree that you have no place as our mate or a Luna, it’s clear that you need to disappear from our lives entirely.” His words hung heavily in the air, each a stark reminder of my precarious position.

“Alpha is sick.” *

She had chosen safety over my ruin. Then I saw Markus, my Beta. He walked slowly out onto the steps, his shadow falling over me. I tried to look up at him, tried to give him a silent order, the Alpha command that was supposed to bind him to me forever. But my throat was locked. And he didn't even look at me. "He is no longer our Alpha," Markus said, his voice quiet but clear. "He is the curse." The word curse hit me harder than any punch. I was the curse.

I smiled. "What if I did?" He said, trying to be bold. "Even if you did... it would never work out." I blurted. He flinched at what I said and didn't talk anymore. I waited and waited but he didn't say a thing, even his friends didn't utter a word. "She's right, you know?" Misa unexpectedly said, making me look at her. "I'm sure you heard me say it before, you know... when you were eavesdropping. He's an alpha and not just any alpha, he's an elite among elite."

I knocked on the door and waited for a reply. 'Yes, vee come in' Alpha said How did he know it was me, I think to myself as I open the door. And there he said at the desk rubbing his temples, like whatever he was working on was giving him a killer head ache, then from what I had witnessed mum do for dad when he got this way, I walked to the bar and poured him a scotch and walked over to the alpha placing the glass Infront if him. 'Tough night' I ask

I pushed all thoughts of her to the back of my mind, so I could focus on other important things like my new position as the Alpha King. The door opened slightly. My head snapped up to see my best friend and newly appointed Grand Beta, Harrison, entering the room with a grim expression. He bowed his head once before looking me directly in the eyes. “Is she gone?” I stood up from the bed, straightening to my full height. “Yes, she's gone,” I paused. “And she's never coming back.”