My Mate Replaced Me On Marking Ceremony Novels & Stories

Our chests pressed together, but our heartbeats told different stories. His heart raced with hidden excitement while mine beat steady with cold understanding. Finally, Marcus spoke hesitantly: "About the marking ceremony... it's all prepared, but with your condition..." "Find someone to take my place," I interrupted. "We can't let the pack lose face." I knew exactly what he wanted to say. Better to suggest it myself than be cornered into it. At least this way, I could maintain some dignity. Marcus seemed amazed by my sudden compliance. But with his goal achieved, he didn't question my change of heart.

I chose to sever the mate bond. That’s when the powerful Alpha went crazy. … Derek Blackwood's tenth absence from our mating ceremony happened during the celebration of his successful defeat of the rogue wolves and expansion of our pack territory. This grand celebration was meticulously organized by Vivian herself. At the banquet, everyone assumed Vivian was his future mate. "Alpha Blackwood and Miss Vivian have been childhood sweethearts! Now that he's defeated the rogues, we want to see them kiss to celebrate!" someone shouted from the crowd.

This annoyed Henry greatly and he pushed for us to have the official Marking Ritual. I was glad Mason was staying away. I had my heart set on Henry now and had not time for Mason or Diane. They were my past. Henry and I soon had our Marking ceremony. My family and pack were informed of my upcoming marking this time. They were really happy for me. On a cool evening we held the Ritual surrounded by friend and family. There, Henry changed my temporary Mark to a permanent one.

My Alpha mate slept with his childhood sweetheart to suppress her wolfsbane poisoning using his Alpha power. At dawn he knelt in front of me, holding a woman whose clothes were half off and whose body was covered in bruises. "Lilia was poisoned saving me. As the Alpha of this pack, I couldn't stand there and watch her die in agony!" Certain it would move me, he cut himself seven times with a silver dagger to atone. But the wolfsbane was still in Lilia's blood, and every time it flared, my Alpha husband went to save her. Afterward, he would cut himself once more. Six months later, he came to me bearing ninety-nine scars. A man who had never bowed to anyone lowered himself to beg me. "Dora, I'

They were right after all. It was as if time stopped for me. Warmth replaced the cold calculation in my gaze. I could only see her. There was only her, only us standing in the hall. I regarded her with warmth and my lips curved into a genuine smile. “Mate,” I breathed, barely aware I’d spoken aloud. A distant laughter echoed through the hall, and the hall erupted in applause. “My Alpha,” the priest said reverently, “it is time to mark your mate.” “Mark her! Mark her!” the crowd chanted.

With that, he turned around and walked toward the bathroom. “Within a week,” I said softly to his back. “I’m holding my marking ceremony.” His hand stopped right above the bathroom doorknob. A few seconds later, he turned around. The gentleness on his face finally disappeared completely. “Celine, stop this.” He rubbed his temples. “A marking ceremony is a serious matter. It’s not something you decide on a whim just because you’re upset. And besides, we both know mates are decided by the Moon Goddess–”

The back of the frame wasn't just a blank board. It was hiding a photo. In the picture, Ethan looked triumphant, his arms wrapped around a woman in a red dress. I held my breath, my fingers trembling as I flipped the photo over. On the back, in handwriting I knew too well, was a line. [Sophia, no matter who I mate, you are the mark on my soul.] The date was the day before our mating ceremony. Early the next morning, after dropping Sam at the pack school, I didn't head to the clinic.

She looks so nervous. "Halo everyone and welcomes to the marking ceremony of Alpha Derric and Luna Emelia. I also decided that I will hold the official transfer of the titles ceremony after the marking ceremony. So once the marking is done can the old beta and third in command and new beta and third in command please come to the stage." We all nod at my father. I go and stand in front of Emelia. "Emelia, are you making the choice to be marked by Derric Taylor in the sound of mind?"

“Wait? Is he my mate now?” “Who? Who’s your mate now?” I turn around to meet those beautiful gray eyes again. “You, you’re my mate now?” I said. “I see. That’s why we feel that sparks.” He moves forward. Looking at me like I’m his prey. “May I ask you something, did you accept your mate’s rejection before the ceremony?” Alpha Mark asks as he continue moving forward. I step back until my back hit the tree. Shit!

I hoped she did hear me. He raised his brows at me. “We are mates, Carol,” he told me as if that was answer enough. “And?” I asked him, fully aware that I was acting like a child, but I couldn’t seem to stop myself. “And we are having the mating ceremony. It isn’t exactly a wedding, but in some cases, it’s stronger than a generic human wedding. Once you are marked, there’s no turning back. Your body, soul, and mind, will belong to me and—”