Marked Twice By The Alpha King Novels & Stories

The servant did as instructed and gave the weapon, now wrapped in cloth, to an elder. “The terms of the trial were violated,” The elder said out loud, “But the winner had already been made clear. “We would allow Graham to deal with his ‘trash,’” Another elder said, “He is called ‘Graham’ for a reason.” Brynn stood again, his voice now sounding confident and somewhat proud, but his look was stern as usual. “My son and heir, Theodore of the Foreclaws Pack, has emerged victorious. He shall be named Alpha, leader and protector of the Pack, after my demise.”

He barked, the men immediately let go of me and I barely sensed them leave. "Did you think I won't find out?!" He snarled, approaching me. He towered over me and I could feel the anger rolling off him in waves. I swallowed hard, looking up at him, trying to hide the fear in my eyes. He couldn't know... Adlartok said it won't be traced back to me. "You dare conspire with another Alpha Prime to send a hit man into my continent to kill me!!!" He thundered. Oh Eda,

Marking me must have been part of the agreement,' I reasoned quickly. Alpha Roderick looked at my neck, his look turning even more furious. I saw the look of shock in his eyes and that was confirmation that I was actually marked. "How dare you?!" He fumed, his voice getting loud. His men advanced toward us, and Trevor's men did. Others emerged from the crowd, surprising everyone. Alpha Roderick looked around, unable to take action. He just sulked. They were unaware that his men had infiltrated the place long before now.

I tell him of the symbolic significance the components of the mark hold, I tell him of how Priam said he wasn’t too clear on the meaning of the vines and the flowers but how he was certain of one thing. “He says the mark is Selene’s Decree. According to legend, it’s something that appears on the body of a werewolf when that werewolf’s pack is going to produce the next Alpha King. Not just any Alpha King…. But an actual Alpha King.” And then the panic sets in my mind once more as it goes wild. Roman glances at me and I can tell he’s having the same thoughts. If the mark had appeared on my body and this mark is meant to be an indicator for which pack an Alpha King will come from, wouldn’t that

“Because…because of my theory.” My body fell back against the tree that she originally had held me up against. Auri turned from me, walking away, pacing between the columns. Her eyes were searching, but not the ground. They were searching in her mind, the information that I’m sure she had stored. Most likely trying again and again to find a loophole. A loophole I needed. “That an Alpha King is marked at conception, and it signifies the death of the Alpha King.” She stopped her pacing and looked up at me, as though Auri just remembered I was there. “Yes.”

Thor called out from within the crowd and they all went quiet immediately but I could still feel the tension in the air. The King cleared his throat, grabbing all attention to himself once again. “Before you all, I’d like to mark her as mine….bound my the moon goddess and the one who would bring me heirs.” He grabbed my wrist and before I knew it, he sank his teeth into it. But the burn flared at my neck, not where he bit. I knew instantly what it meant. I’d been marked… by the Alpha King and our deal had been sealed.

"That is what it is." "And the marks on your wrists, are those also just the arrangement?" She pulled the cloak tighter around herself and said nothing. "Jean," I said. "Please do not," she said quietly. "Do not what." "Do not look at me like that." "Like what?" She met my eyes for the first time properly. "Like you see something worth looking at." I said nothing to that. "I am serious, Your Majesty. whatever you think you see, you are wrong." "I have been Alpha King for eleven years," I said. "I am rarely wrong."

“What? The great alpha king wants to massage me?” He pulled down his pants and straightened before me with pride in his eyes. “Yes, but you should know I only do this to the woman I love.” “Well then, massage away, my dear alpha king,” I answered before I bit my lower lip. My heart fluttered when he touched me again, first to caress my shoulder and next to trace the mate mark on my neck and the crescent moon mark on my wrist. “You are mine,” he murmured, his eyes glowing like molten lava.

A chill ran down my spine. “But,” he added quickly, his voice firm now, leaving no room for doubt, “I won’t let anything happen to you.” I looked at him, searching his face for hesitation. There was none. “I’m the alpha,” he continued. “Everyone in my pack answers to me.” I blinked. “The alpha?” I repeated, confusion creeping back in. “You keep saying these things like I’m supposed to understand them.” A faint exhale left him, almost like he realized how much he had thrown at me all at once.

"Yes, the Alpha's mark will be a lot worse as he is the one with the most power in the pack and from what I understand Angus was fairly powerful in himself." "Does him being dead make any difference?" "No, it makes no difference. As a claim mark is a claim with the power he had at the time and even though he was striped of his Alpha title by the king, he was still an Alpha by blood and managed to get others to still follow him even though those followers were just rogues." "Is there anyway to counter some of the pain she will feel?" "I'm not sure. What did you do for the Beta's claim?" "I drank from her and then tried to make her as exhausted as possible before finally sinking my fangs into