Novel & Cerita Mohawk Mark Harem

JASMINE POV The moment Alpha Maverick slows down, my stomach twists painfully with nerves. “We’re here,” his deep voice says quietly. I slowly lift my head from where I had rested against his fur during the journey, and my breath catches immediately. In front of us stands a massive pack territory surrounded by towering stone walls covered in silver markings. The gates alone are twice the size of the ones back in my pack. Warriors stand guard at the entrance, dressed in black leather with the symbol of a crescent moon stitched into their uniforms.

To our salvation. A vision hit me then her eyes in the dark, wide with recognition. The soft gasp of her breath. The press of her palm against my chest. The burn where the bond would mark us both. I stumbled back, shaking. “We meet tonight,” I murmured, chest heaving. We mark tonight, my wolf growled, savage and certain. And no force in this realm or the next will keep us from her. The wind howled around the Pack House, echoing the truth I could no longer deny.

Christian remove his shirt and show her the tattoo on his left shoulder. "What are you trying to say?" "You see this mark? This is the mark of the secret organizations of witch Hunters and Vampire slayers. although we don't have issues with werewolves we deal with them in case to case basis." Mira was shocked to realized that the mark she is seeing on his shoulders are the sign that will draw them apart and make them mortal enemies

Will she be tied to Marky now, be mated to someone she doesn't want? While Haria was sobbing, Marky suddenly arrived, together with General Parks. Jomer immediately faced them. He did not confront Marky anymore for taking Haria away as they've come to a new agreement now. Marky felt somewhat happy inside because of the new agreement, the mating process between him and Haria. But they shouldn't have noticed that he really planned to get Haria's trust. That helping Haria escape from the mansion was part of his plans. So he needs to act naturally in front of them as if he was innocent.

Hilena can sell the storage bag and replace it with a storage bag that has a large size in storage even though the quality is only middle-level. Marek saw that Hilena didn't need to tidy up her things because she seemed to have had a storage bag that seemed quite large. Marek turned into a big wolf that was twice as big as an adult horse. This man invited Hilena to sit on his furry silver wolf-back. Only the mate of a werebeast race was allowed by a werebeast to sit on their back. Marek was happy to allow Hilena to sit on his back even when they were still not official mates. The privileges his mate can have, Marek wants to give it prior before they become official mates.

Louis let go of Harem's neck, then warned: "I trust you for now. Don't ask why your secret was revealed if you intend to oppose me. At that time, your position will be difficult to hold!" "Yes, I know that, sir." Harem replied cautiously, watching Louis leave. He pulled up the collar of his shirt to hide the mark on his neck that Louis had just made so that no one could see and suspect. Harem clenched his fist, suppressing the anger in his heart. He felt regret for having looked down on Louis so much. As a result, he had no way out.

Layla rolled her eyes once more. She had just confessed to her friends that she was held at knifepoint by a junkie weirdo and all they wanted to do was talk about her kissing a biker. "His name is Marrok," she admitted. "Marrok Kenneally." "Marrok Kenneally, what a strange name for a biker," said Amy trying to recall any bikers she'd ever heard of with that name. "What's his club name?" "The Howler M.C. I think," replied Layla thinking back to Brick and his impressive patches.

“Yes, I remember the one that slit my mother’s throat. He had two different colored eyes and a tattoo on his face.” Malik shook his head, “Was one brown and one blue? The tattoo an intricate tribal?” “Yes, do you know him?” Malik punched the table and almost splintered it. Everyone pushed their chairs back. It looked like he was going to shift any minute. Rainn jumped up and pushed me behind him. “That son of a bitch”, Malik roared. Delilah wrapped her arms around Malik, “My love please calm down and explain what is going on.” His breath started to even out and he sat back down.

The bathroom was huge which completed with a Jacuzzi and bathtub. I saw she furrowed her eyebrows and looked at me. "What?" I asked, lifting a brow tried to read her mind. "Why only one bed?" I just shook my head at her question. As expected. "It's a honeymoon, sweetheart. Why do we need two beds?" "Let me remind you that our honeymoon is different. You know we are not here for a real honeymoon." "Well, I'm not sure about you but I can assure you that I'm here for a real honeymoon," I said smiling at her.

I look over Gael’s shoulder and make eye contact with Hakeem. “You heard our mate,” I say to Hakeem, licking along Gael’s neck, causing him to shudder. “He wishes to be marked.” Hakeem smirks at me. “As my alpha commands.” I see Hakeem’s teeth elongate and he moves above Gael. We both sink our fangs into Gael’s neck, causing him to scream our names and buck against us. He cums deep within me, causing both Hakeem and I to answer with our own orgasms.