Novelas y relatos de Mlp Make Your Mark Chapter 7

A notification flashed across the screen: Marcus’s Assets: 0%. Liora’s Assets: 100%. A smile of victory graced Liora’s lips as she stepped toward the man who had given her the entire world. END OF CHAPTER 214

I interrupted him directly, "No! I won't go back with you. This is my home. Also, I already have a mate. Stop bothering me." James abruptly looked at me, his pupils widening in shock. "What did you say?" Ryan strode over and took my hand calmly. The scent of his mark on me emanated undisguisedly. "Alpha, today is a big day in which Emma and I become mates. I won't hold your nonsense against you, but please leave our house immediately." James was stunned for a moment before answering, "This joke isn't funny at all." "I'm not joking, Alpha James. Ryan has marked me. We're mates now."

CHAPTER 10: PACK LOYALTY. LIANA'S POV. The large suddenly felt so small. The air in the atmosphere became dense. I could hear my heart beating fast as my brain ran on overdrive, trying to figure something out - an escape plan. "Come on. 'One good turn deserves another.' Ain't that what they say?" Ned smiled. I knew getting into a physical altercation with him wasn't going to end well. There was no item I could use that would deal any significant damage to him to buy me enough time to escape.

“If you hadn’t…” “You did it yourself,” I cut in. “Don’t ruin the moment.” The instructor’s voice rose again before she could answer. “Third… Mark of House Draven.” The name hit the air like stone. Mark lifted his chin, trying to wear his arrogance again, but it didn’t fit the same anymore. Not after the whispers. Not after the way his smirk faltered when he saw I was first. Still, he nodded, lips tightening as if to convince himself that third was still respectable.

I sat there, frozen, feeling the room close around me. The gun on the table. The stains on the floor. The ghost of his touch in my hair. **************** AUTHOR’S NOTE Hey loves, Thank you so much for reading this chapter! I know this one was intense my hands were literally shaking while writing it 😅. Malaki really showed a darker side of himself here, and I’d love to know what you all think of him. Do you believe there’s still a bit of humanity left in him, or has he completely crossed the line?

Lena's stomach twisted into knots, the thought of it, the bond still connecting her and all of these other poor women to that murderous monster made her feel dirty, what Kate had been through was beyond words, he actually made her fall in love with him before marking and betraying her, she was so young. Kate's hands trembled as she added one last thing to her monologue "He doesn't need us marked to own us, it's not like we can leave, we are his whether we like it or not...But when he touches Ally or Lorna, it burns, the pain, I can't even describe...You will feel it, we all do, when he's with one of us, he betrays the others mark...And we suffer whether we are the one chosen for the night or

"If you're angry, you're not scared." She considered that. Then nodded. "Still annoying." "Very." The tiny moment of humor faded quickly. Reality returned. The note remained on the table. The cameras still showed a man who didn't exist anymore. And somewhere beyond the walls of the mansion— a patient enemy was watching. Learning. Waiting. Mark reached for Mia's hand. Not because he needed comfort. Because he wanted to make a point. To her. To anyone watching. To himself. His grip tightened slightly. "I'm ending this."

I just couldn’t. I looked at Mark who was starting to look impatient. “Mark, this isn’t right. It’s not. Maybe… maybe we can talk about it? Try to come up with a better solution or something? We could talk things out Mark.” He shook his head. “You can’t leave him, can you? You're in too deep. You’ve been brainwashed so badly. All that money has made you go blind.” he spat. “No, mark. That’s not–”

Can you forgive me? "Just give me more time, and we will hold the marking ceremony. Just sit tight and wait for me back home, okay?" I hung up nonchalantly. If he even cared about me one tiny bit, he'd realize that I have no friends who were going to be marked. Soon, Sienna's text came. [You don't get to force Duke to Mark you just because you want to be Luna. Did you think he would do it just because you bought a dress?] [Quit dreaming. He told me long ago that I'm the only Luna for him and the Forest Pack.]