Marked Twice By The Alpha King Novels & Stories

“I would give you three days, three days to find a solution to what you’ve done to me. If you dare not, I will skin you alive and give you the best death that you gladly want.” Something stirred in me as she pulled towards me, feeling the urge to touch her and take her into my arms as her eyes taunted mine, “I don’t know what you’re talking about, your highness. But I did nothing to you. If you’re looking for someone to blame for your measly and stupid actions, find someone else and not me!” She said back, not stuttering for one bit. I grabbed her by the neck harshly, watching her eyes widen in shock, “Three days, Alicia. After Three days and there’s nothing, you would find out why I’m calle

For now, you must endure. The Alpha King has marked you. Because of that, I cannot ask you to kill him, a lycan’s mark is different. If he dies, so will you… and I would never risk that. Just gain something we can use to our advantage. Send me letters as you used to. I have people inside the palace. I will ensure your safety. I love you, Althea. I’ll see you soon.] Althea exhaled softly. “Done,” she murmured.

I drift toward the edge of the reception area near the lake, champagne in hand, trying to breathe through the discomfort of too many memories, too many questions in familiar eyes. Wolves in designer suits and couture gowns cluster in groups, their laughter bright and effortless. I catch fragments of conversation—mergers, territory expansions, and whispers about the new Alpha King being in attendance. His coronation photos circulated through every pack territory just months ago—ruthless, cold, powerful. The kind of Alpha who commands respect through presence alone. The crowd shifts, and that's when I feel it—a pull, sharp and undeniable. I look up. Across the reception area, through the clust

Only when the Alpha King appeared did he finally tear his gaze away from her and raise his glass in salute. "This Luna of yours…" The Alpha King said, "She doesn't look much like the woman in the photo." Faced with the direct question, Alexander straightened and replied without hesitation, his tone firm and protective. "This is my Luna. There was tampering during the previous marking ceremony—some photos were leaked by mistake. You know how it is with the internet. Rumors spread fast." Edgar, the Alpha King, nodded, his long lashes flickering as a faint smile curved his lips.

"I admit I was wrong in the past. I'll make it up to her slowly. But what does that make Jasper, taking advantage of her grief?" At that moment, the ceremony reached the exchange of the mating mark. The High Priest held up a moonstone and asked me, the future Luna, if I was willing to accept the Alpha's mark. Kade could no longer contain his raging wolf. He shook off Chloe's hand and lunged for the altar. But he was intercepted by enforcers who were already on alert. He struggled but couldn't break free. All he could do was scream at the top of his lungs, "Anya, don't let him mark you!"

I lean back against the pillows, my wolf stirring uneasily. Something tells me my life has already changed forever. NEXT DAY The room feels smaller when the Alpha King arrives. His presence is heavy, pressing down on my chest until it’s hard to breathe. Everyone bows instinctively, but I can’t take my eyes off him. Alpha Allen holds a sealed scroll, his hands trembling. “This is ancient,” he says quietly. “A law we hoped would never be needed again.” The Alpha King’s gaze lands on me. “The Law of the Second Mark,” he says.

The three senior warriors instantly stepped back half a pace, their boots crunching loudly in the gravel, their eyes wide with terror. "The Capital," the eldest warrior whispered, his hand trembling against his sword hilt. "The Capital did this... The King's blood-smiths marked him." "Stand down!" Devon roared, his voice cracking with a sudden, jagged wave of native authority that made the warriors stiffen. He didn't retreat. He stepped straight into the freezing static heat radiating off Marcus's skin, his hands catching him by the broad, metallic-dense muscles of his shoulders to help him stand. "He is the Alpha King of this territory. I don't care what his eyes look like. Help him into th

* Ashley * "For now the rogues has been defeated, however one of the said leaders got away. For the insurance of everyone's safety I have assigned a warrior to track down this single rogue and I am hopeful that soon we will apprehend him." As I am listening to the voice of Alpha King Jack, I could not help but wonder why they have to touch the issue of his son's birthday a while ago, his birthday which is going to happen in three months. They say he will be eighteen and will soon find his mate. A common condition that happens to a wolf their age.

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.