Mohawk Mark Invincible Novels & Stories

He’d drive her to a screaming orgasm as he felt the tension building in his cock and balls. He needed to sink his teeth in her soft skin, marking her before he took her with his hardness. His fangs elongated at the mere thought of marking her but before he could do that she placed her feet on his shoulders and kicked, throwing Darach in the wall. She had taken him by surprise. His wee lass had thrown him in the wall, while the through pleased Darach immensely, the beast was not happy by his mate who had rejected his claim. Mad will lust and rage when the beast tried again to reach her he was again brutally thrown in the wall but this time by an invisible wall that surrounded her, with enough

The person who was supposed to be her father-in-law and grandpa to the pups that she would bear if she ever would have mated to Ace Ales tilted her head to the left to check if the evidence of having a mate was still there. To her disappointment, the mark was still visible. It had healed and turned into a scar which the doctor said that it would never disappear no matter how hard she tried to erase the evidence. Of course she had gone to the doctor and asked him to give her the medicine that would help to heal and get rid of the scar completely because she had tried her grandma's herbs to no avail. "I hate you,"Alessandra mumbled under her breath and tried to cover the mark using the collar

The mark tingled on my neck like a brand of fire and ice. “Alpha Liana,” the Shaman said. “Please mark Alpha Darius to complete this union.” Darius’s mouth glistened with my blood. He turned his face over his shoulder to expose the point where I had to mark him. Without hesitation, I raised myself on toes and sank my fangs in his neck. He let out a low groan, his arms wrapping around me tightly. Marking him felt so natural, like I was made for him. I pulled my fangs out and said, “And now you're mine.”

“You whore! How could you screw another man until you take in his child?“ “I swear— I.“ I couldn't finish the statement because my vision was starting to get blurry and darkness was starting to creep in. Then he released his grip from my neck and I fell to the floor with a loud thud. I let out a gruttal cough, gasping for breath with spit drooling out of my mouth. My neck throbbed with so much pain that it feels like I was about to die. Yet, I couldn't. Then he toss the parchment paper at me. “Still denying it?“ I grabbed the paper, my eyes scanning it and at the bottom: NO MATCH. That was the result. Clear. Final.

"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!"

Behind them, two High Imperial Inquisitors dressed in blood-red robes stood beside an iron cage holding five weeping pack elders. "HALT!" the lead rogue general—a scarred, balding wolf named General Marcus—bellowed across the bridge, drawing his massive battle-axe. "The Black-Ridge Pack has officially declared an alliance with the High Imperial Council! Turn back, Crimson dogs, or be executed for treason!" Malakai and I brought our horses to a halt at the edge of the bridge. The wind howled through the canyon, whipping my dark bear-fur cloak around my body. I reached up, pulling down my heavy hood, letting my dark mahogany hair fall over my shoulders, my hazel eyes flashing with a sharp, inc

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.

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."

"Malcolm. You won't hurt me. I'm immortal now, remember? A big, strong Sphinxe." The hardness in his eyes doesn't relent. "Still." I fist his hair, crushing his lips to mine. My nails scour a path down his back and when he is helpless against kissing me deeper, I pull back, saying on a breath, "Loser does whatever the winner wants remember? Malcolm, I want you to mark me." Blue razes through his eyes and his canines lengthen. He blinks, as if fighting his wolf, but I meet his lips again, moving against him. "I'm sure, Malcolm," I rush. "Please. I want your mark."

The taste of her goes straight to my head like the strongest liquor. I feel drunk on her, and I'm unable to help it. Our mouths finally break apart and I still find myself staring at her. My gaze drifts to the fresh bite mark on her neck. My mark. The skin around it is red, already beginning to heal with the supernatural speed, but still tender. “You alright?” I ask quietly, brushing my thumb just below the mark. Eva reaches up, touching it lightly with her fingertips. She winces a little, then nods.