Marked Twice By The Alpha King Novels & Stories

My wolf still struggling with her energy levels. “You might not feel the same in two week’s time.” He sighs, looking down at my blood results. His glasses fall down his nose slightly, only for him to subtly push them back up. “What do you mean?” I didn’t understand his comment, the poison was out of my body now and my heart was beating strong. Yes I had a scar on my chest and on my leg but that was nothing in the grand scheme of things. “You’ve been marked…by an alpha…by an Alpha King.”

Kade King pauses at the entrance of the living room as we are almost there, and he takes off his boots, Riven holding them down while Kade King frees his legs. The sight of his bare feet suddenly makes my heart skip. Back in history class, we learned a little about spells and ancient power, and I remember we were taught the mark of a true alpha, one not only destined for ruling but also for the greatest of things. A birthmark that appears once in every generation. I see it now, around Kade King Majesty’s ankles, wrapped like an anklet, a crown. A burden and a blessing at the same time. The mark of a true Alpha.

the one speaking glanced over at Mia, "Marking her has given him the right and power. There's nothing anyone can do." Ken laughed , wobbling forward, "I've marked her and that has made me the fucking Alpha. Now, bow to your king"

She looks him in the eye, and it stings that she still picks him over me, even though it was just established that I am the true alpha. “Look at Kane’s eyes,” Elara says, turning to Gabriela. “Axel, look at me,” Elara orders, and he obeys. “See?” Elara points to Kane and Axel. “Their eyes are golden as well.” “What the hell does this mean?” Axel asks. “It means Kane, Axel and Mason are Alphas,” Malachi speaks up. “When Orion went through the ritual of making Kane and Axel the next Alphas of the Constantine pack, he passed on some of his power. But he did the same to Mason when he died.”

Before I could speak, a familiar presence moved between us. Kael. His body blocked mine effortlessly, broad shoulders tense. “Is there a problem Lucien?” he asked coldly. The man’s smile widened just slightly. “No problem at all. I was merely finding my way.” His eyes flicked to Kael, then back toward where I stood behind him. For a brief moment, something passed between us. Recognition. Curiosity. My mark flared painfully. The man bowed again. “Enjoy your day, Alpha.” Then he walked away.

Had the chains broken free without unbinding it or had something happened without his knowledge. "A physical spell..." Aloric asked, wondering what the alpha king was talking about. Aiden stood up, ignoring the question of the Ithaki king, he strode towards his slave. With a quick jerk, he took her arms, raising the clothes that covered her arms, searching for the marks that covered her arms, the only mark which was on her hand was the mark of the dagger. The mark of the Gashadrukos was no where to be found, her arm were free from marks.

The drug was working faster than I'd expected, leaving me helpless as Benjamin pushed my head to the side, fully exposing my neck. "You should be honoured," he murmured, his breath hot against my skin. "Not many get to wear the mark of an Alpha twice. And fewer still get to be the instrument of a king's downfall." I felt his canines lengthen, felt his intent like a physical weight pressing down on me. Panic surged through me, and I screamed—not just with my voice, which emerged as little more than a strangled whimper, but with my mind, hurling my terror and rage through whatever remained of our connection.

“She’s in the Shadow Palace.” A pause. “Under the Lycan King’s protection.” The words hit harder than expected. But it was the next part that shattered whatever control Kael had left. “And…” The guard hesitated. Kael’s voice dropped. “Finish it.” “…she’s been marked.” Silence. Kael turned slowly. His eyes burned with something dangerous. “Marked,” he repeated. The guard nodded, unable to meet his gaze. “Yes, Alpha.” Kael let out a low, humorless laugh. But there was no amusement in it. Only fury. Only disbelief.

Axel, Tucker, Brennan, Emmett, Jake and Lycan warriors were lined up around the edges of the marquee, Axel and Brennan both placed closest to me. “Currently? So you still haven’t let him go? Typical Lycan authority…they take what and who, when they want!” Who was this alpha? Why had I never heard of him? He was certainly vocal enough to not be heard or unfortunately forgotten. The luna sitting next to him looks uncomfortable by his current goading of the King and keeps her weak and feeble demeanour hidden behind her son. “I can see you’ve marked one of our own. Aida Sagar isn’t it? Where is Alpha Henri?” He stands up and looks around the marquee until he spots my brother at the back.

The same mark that sentenced forgotten children to their graves is now blazing on my skin for the whole world to see. The Alpha King didn't just reject me through Kael because I was a Beta's daughter. He was terrified of me. He knew that if the true sovereign mark ever manifested, his tyrannical rule over the packs would crumble to dust. I look back down at the scorched paper, the ink seeming to twist before my eyes. Kael had sat in his study with his father, discussing alliances and warriors, completely blind to the fact that his own father had put a hit out on the girl he once promised to love.