Novel & Cerita Marked By The Pureblood Alpha

“Breathe Jean, you can do this.” My fingers hover over the handle when I hear his voice. “…the future of this bloodline cannot be compromised.” I freeze. I shouldn’t listen, I know I shouldn’t. But I do. “I will not bind myself to a she-wolf who carries a curse,” Seth continues. “A tainted womb weakens the line.” My breath catches in my throat. One of the council members asks, “And if such a woman is already… close to you, Alpha?” “There is no such woman,” Seth replies, unbothered. “And there never will be. My mate will be flawless and my heirs will be strong.”

“And we have time for this. Where are you even going to put her? You think she isn’t going to try and run the moment I put this in? She’s of Alpha blood. Or do you expect me to do more than just this?” His tongue clicked and the woman rolled her eyes. “You want me to what? Put a shock collar on her? All for one girl? You really want to pay the extra for that? Aren’t you trying to build a pack?” The rogue Alpha sneered at her. “Someone like you would never understand blood. Never understand what it means to have a pure blood at your disposal. She’s a pure-blooded Alpha. Her whole family is. That’s rare and her pups will be the strongest of their generation.”

I could hear her thoughts clearly now, a permanent echo inside my own mind, and I could feel the beat of her heart as if it were knocking inside my own ribs. I slowly pulled my teeth back, licking away the small drop of dark blood that beaded on her skin. Beneath my lips, a new, intricate mark was rapidly forming, burning itself permanently into her flesh. Wrapped perfectly around her hidden silver crescent moon was my dark Alpha mark. It appeared as a powerful obsidian wolf, sitting proudly right on the curve of the crescent head, its neck arched and its head turned toward the sky as if it were howling eternally at the moon. The two symbols melded together beautifully—a hidden crown of pure

Faint, barely visible in the low hospital light, along the inside of her tiny wrist. A mark. Not a birthmark like the one below her collarbone — this was different, more defined, a pattern I recognized instantly because I'd spent years around pack healers who dealt with exactly this kind of thing. A pack mark. The kind that only appeared on children born of an Alpha bloodline strong enough to leave its signature before the child had even taken a single breath outside the womb. I stared at it, my heart suddenly hammering, all the quiet peace of the last few hours collapsing into something sharper, more urgent.

"Are you working with that creepy girl who marked my mate?! What the hell is going on? Somebody start talking to me before I lose my patience!" Master Alistair turned his gaze to me with a sorrowful sigh. "It is a tragedy to me that our Mistress carries a mating mark," Master Alistair said, looking slightly disappointed. "A pure-blood female was never supposed to be mated to an ordinary wolf. The blood was meant to remain unbroken and unshared. But what is done cannot be undone." I was about to tell him to go to hell with that pureblood bullshit. But he continued before I could cut him in.

Every full moon, he would lose his sanity and turn into a beast driven only by slaughter. Even worse, the witch cursed him to kill his destined mate, and he'd never be able to mark anyone. Under normal circumstances, such a dangerous Alpha who couldn't mark a mate would never find one in his pack. But he was still the Alpha of Norfolk Pack. So the pack decided to follow the prophecy of the Moon Goddess by holding a hunting contest to publicly choose a mate for him. The champion shewolf would become his mate. In the Ashford family living room, my mother, Mary Ashford, held up the marking proposal. Her face had gone pale.

he shouted at her and she chuckled “Do you want me to prove it further? She killed Lady Gaia because she knew about the secret they were trying to keep and Beta Loras helped her out. I have never undressed you but I know you have a long thin dark line on your spine, it is the mark that appears on people with mixed blood when they clock twenty years of age. You also know that you are a not a pure Alpha but you did your best to disguise by training hard to be as strong as an Alpha and you got lucky that your mother’s blood was superior so you possessed so much of the Alpha qualities. If you are confident then you can show us your back to prove your innocence” she said and his hand dropped in d

The emergency cell phone is used for my Mafia dirty jobs, I try my best to keep my personal contact out of business as my rivals can easily track my movement via my phone or my contact. I took the phone as I exhaled, Mr Andrew is the last person anyone would want to have a business with but unfortunately, he is my father's friend. The former Alpha of Blood Moon Pack, and now, his prodigal rogue son has taken over. Blood Moon Pack is a pack with a high population of rogues, they are known for having little or no peace. The last time my men went to guide his son in a party he hosted, a very large amount of rogues attacked everyone and my men came back looking almost dead after a hard but succe

Not natural ones. Moving ones. Eli took an instinctive step back, but Kieran’s voice cut sharply through the tension. “Stay behind me.” Eli hesitated. But the pressure in the air made it hard to think. Then— Figures stepped out. At least three of them. All staring directly at Eli. And smiling. “Well,” one of them said. “So this is him.” Eli’s stomach dropped. “…Me?” The man tilted his head. “The human marked by the Alpha King.”

Marcus warned. Elena rolled up her sleeve. The mark my blood left glowed faintly. “This shows truth, Marcus. Including what you did to your father.” The clearing cracked open into chaos. Wolves whispering, shifting, staring. Marcus paled. “Lies!” he snarled. “Blood magic corruption!” “Then take my mark yourself,” I said. “Let it reveal your innocence.” A true Alpha wouldn’t have flinched. Marcus stepped back. “You refuse?” I asked. “The great Alpha Marcus, afraid of truth?”