Mohawk Mark Harem Novels & Stories

Third Person Pov: Thomas Allen is one of the most ruthless leaders in the mafia gang Hayden Wren heads. Its known as 'Python'. Recently, there's been a fued between the two, hence; Thomas moved to Dubai. The members of the gang thought things would dissolve over time... but it didn't. Communication seized between the two for the past two years. Now, Thomas is back to set things right.

I still remember my jet black hair and brown eyes so I projected it thinking about a human in black hair and brown eyes. I could hear bone crack, I couldn't believe my ears, immediately I stood up to as my fur reside back into my skin, my paw reduse in size to form fingers of my hands and feet. I couldn't believe this, I can shift again, I laughed out loud. I stood stack naked in the cell. 'Follow me' the goddess said, I immediately follow her. So you have all had a glimpse of who Cain is, the pack that was fight against 300 years ago happen to be crests pack which is Aubree's pack.

I say with a chuckle, and she smiles at me. “I would love to see that and I’m sure my mom will, too. You need to assert your dominance early, Marissa, especially with the women of the harem. Even though Robert wears your mark, they won’t care if anything, they will see it as a challenge.” I growl at her words and she smiles at me. “They could try to. I’ll let Zarah play with them. They have no idea who and what I am,” I tell her, and she hugs me.

Hakeem tries to pout, but he can’t quite hold back the smirk that creeps across his face. Yeah, our prize is that whoever wins is in charge during sex for the night. Such a hardship for the losers, right? Hakeem sees me bite my bottom lip and I watch as his irises start to blow wide. A shiver goes down my spine and Gael’s deep inhale from beside me tells me that my arousal is starting to perfume the air. Of course, that’s right when Fati decides it would be the perfect time to mindlink us. I need help. I need to know if my mate will heal if I mark him, even if it’s against his will.

Mj pushed Mara at arms length but didn't let go of her “what's wrong Mara?” Mara opened her bottle and took a long drink before handing it to Mj who did the same. The two girls slid to the floor at the same time leaning against the bed. “Tanner is my mate” Mara almost whispered, Mj took the bottle and gulped down more of the spicy brown liquid, “Why don't you sound happy?” Mj asked as she passed the bottle back to Mara “He’s the brother of an Alpha Moll,” Mara explained “he lives in a pack and he’s a damn hunter so it's not like I could convince him to leave with me-” Mara clapped a hand over her mouth as she passed the bottle back to Mj who laughed low in her throat before she took anothe

“No. But I have something from him for you, '' Mark replied. Seranda was quiet for a while before replying. “2 am at the inn in the secret wof pack” that was all Mark heard before the link was cut off. Making sure no one recognized him, Mark had not only come under the disguise of a commoner but his beta scent was masked. Time was ticking as he sat in the only inn available within Secret Pack. it was no big pack, it was the very smallest and made earns met by selling off their female omegas to lycans.

Aaron replied, glancing around the cosy office, his smirk still lingering. "And the body?"Marcus asked, his expression serious. Aaron's smirk vanished instantly. "After examining the body like you requested, we found a strange tattoo on his arm," he said, pulling out his phone. He unlocked it and set it on the desk in front of Marcus. "I didn't recognize it at first, but later today it clicked. I remembered where I'd seen it before." Marcus's gaze hardened. "It's the mark of the Savage Tide pack," Aaron continued. "A barbarous pack ruled by Dominik Whitmore. Every member bears it. I came across one during the Alpha Alliance a year ago."

They lay in silence, the only sound the water rushing across the rocks in the river and the cicadas calling in the trees. Alessia felt her face blush, a sudden shyness overtaking her. She couldn't believe she had just had the most intense, mind-blowing sex of her life with Nicolai Zhukov. The notorious Bratva boss, the man she had been warned to stay away from. And yet, here she was, naked and sated. And the things she had said, the things she had done. It was suddenly all overwhelming.

she mumbled. "Salis is a powerful hybrid necromancer that was banished from the fairy realm because he would steal mates from their intended match. He stole others' mates and also my cousins, having his way with them before abandoning them. He is without honor and will not have your best interests in mind. You are demon marked so I am certain that is what is drawing him to you," Atlas surmised. Frowning, Aira glared at him.

The pack house soon reached full view and I wiped my tears away and began to act like nothing had happened in the woods. When I finally got there a small smile curved across my lips when I saw Rogue playing basketball with a boy around her age and they looked very cute together. But it was too early to ship them together but either way I am going to keep my fingers crossed. While heading to my new room courtesy of the alpha of the moon raiders pack. On the way there I bumped into the person I was least expecting to see. Just fucking great. The devil himself. Lain navier edevane.