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I tell him. “Oh,” Mark looks at me. “Two hours in the mornings and another at night. Vanity is strong with this one.” “Thank you, Yoda,” Ty rolls his eyes. “Enjoy him, I do,” Mark says into Ty’s neck making Ty moan. “Lick his mark, I might.” “YO!” Victor says at the two of them. “You are in a very public space with your friends. Not even Evander and Marcella get that hot.” “We do, just not around you all,” I tell them.

“Come on, we need to talk to her.” We found Elder Morrigan in her chambers, as if she had been expecting us. “You found the old records,” she said before we could speak. “Good, you are ready to hear the rest.” “The rest of what?” I asked. “The truth about Midnight's Mark.” “The mark does not appear randomly. It appears when a pack faces a threat so large that normal pack bonds will not be enough to survive. The Moon Goddess marks two wolves, one who can fight physically, one who can unite emotionally. Together, they become the pack's salvation.”

Cocking her brow Sophia turned and felt a slight pinch. "Tada, this was embedded in your spine," Atlas mumbled sourly, holding up what looked like an acupuncture needle. "That was in me!" Sophia gasped. She watched Atlas crush the object into dust. "You are safe for now, miss transporter," Atlas teased. Rolling her eyes skyward, Sophia told him she didn't feel anyone insert it. "Why is a needle called a demon mark?" She asked curiously. "It is a demon mark for death and you were tagged like an animal to be taken to slaughter. Not all marks are made by the teeth," he mumbled with a shudder.

The prince said with a serious face. "Not before we do it."He winked his left eye and Alessandra snorted in response. Her cheeks flushed into seven different colours in embarrassment. They talked about a lot of things on their way to the market. It took them thirty minutes to arrive at the market.It was crowded since most people preferred to go to the market in the morning to get fresh vegetables and fruits. Ace was happy to mingle with commoners.They ate street foods and had a lot of fun. "We are done."Alessandra shrugged nonchalantly as she placed the onions in the heavy grocery basket that Ace was carrying in his right hand.

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So, Mark was very happy. After a long day with his friend, he walked back towards the little hut he lived in with his foster father. The moon was high in the sky it was already night he walked carefully through the door and into the small room that was his room, he didn’t turn on the lamp because he knew where his bed was and while he still didn’t have his wolf just yet his senses were sharp and he could make out his bed in the darkroom. He made it to his bed and slumped on it tiredly.

Lirvana clutched her head, dropping to her knees as the voice echoed again. It was piercing, like it was crawling through her skull. “Who are you?” she cried out. > “Help me... and I’ll tell you who I am.” Her breaths grew shaky. “Help you how?” > “Find the Moonmark.” “What?” she whispered, confused. “What is a Moonmark?” > “A mark…an etched moon symbol. Find its bearer.”

My fated mate wants my body and soul… but he still calls me by his missing wife’s name. ____ Framed by her best friend. Rejected by her groom. Cast out by her pack, Savannah’s world shatters. Until Xavier, the Alpha of Alphas, finds her. From the moment their bond ignites, it’s raw and addictive. He touches and kisses her like he can’t breathe without her. But he believes she’s someone else—his missing wife. His daughter calls her “Mommy.” And the mate bond burns hotter than she ever imagined. Savannah has secrets. A past she’ll never speak of. She swore no man would ever own her again. So why does her soul beg to be his?

A thought struck him. "Did Ant put you up to this?" Mark had two best friends, Ant and Sam. While Sam worked upstairs with him, their friend Ant worked as an illustrator on comic books, but was forever trying to punk them with practical jokes. This seemed right up his street, especially four days after the world found out Benjamin Moore had died of cancer. The lawyers expression turned serious. "Mark, I assure you this is no joke. There is more information here for you, including a letter from Mister Moore."