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“Maybe I should go after your so-called girlfriend. It will reduce such abomination in this world.” “You think strength is beating someone with so many men?” I cough violently. “That’s not power. That’s insecurity.” My words make him pause. When one of the men suggests killing me, Mark refuses, intrigued by my resilience and hinting that I might be useful. He tosses his card at me. “I like the way you fight. That’s my card. Hit me up and we’ll catch up.” He laughs weirdly.

she asked, her voice low, almost hesitant. I exhaled deeply, dragging a hand down my face. Mark. The thought of him set my teeth on edge. It was different when it came to Mark. He wasn’t just another enemy. He was the shadow I had created, the monster I had trained. He thought like me, acted like me. If Christoph was a beast, then Mark was a demon who shared my blood.

“What do you want, Mark?” “We had a deal, and if I didn't know better, I would think that you were disregarding our agreement. But of course you wouldn't dare do that right?” Mark had a way of inciting fear in people while keeping the nicest smile on his face, and that was exactly what he was doing right now, making my heart thunder dangerously loud in my chest. To an unsuspecting stranger, he was a picture of peace and kindness, but I knew better. I knew what monster lay just below the surface. I didn’t even want to think about what he must have done to the innocent doctor who owned the coat he was wearing at the moment.

“Selina..’ Damian called out as he struggled to get out of their hold. Mark lounged at him and punched and kicked him in the stomach. He collapsed on the floor as blood oozed out of his mouth. “I can’t believe I managed to take down the powerful Damian Black and it is all thanks to a woman. Don’t worry. She will be here soon. I promise to be gentle, considering she is your woman.” Mark said as he laughed out. The boys around him joined him the laughter. “If anything happens to her, I’ll make you pay with your life.” Damian said croaked out as he struggled to get up.

she sniffled. Markus pulled back, shaking his head in disagreement as he reached to wipe the tears from her face. “No, no, my dear girl. I am just glad you are safe. No matter what those bastards did to me, I stayed brave. I didn’t betray you, and I didn’t give them the Canix secrets,” he said. Myra felt a wave of relief and immense pride for her father, for not giving in. ”Thank you so much, Dad. The monsters are gone; they will not bother you again. They won't ever dare touch our family,” Myra assured him.

“I can handle this, okay? I won't let anything touch you or this pack.” However, no matter how trained a hero is, there are always instances wherein a villain. . . is much stronger. Lifeless bodies. The green fields were stained with red. Stained with blood. “A-Alpha. . .” The word tore from Samara’s throat, barely louder than a raspy whisper. She was lying on the ground, trying to extend her trembling hand to reach her Alpha, who was lying lifeless beside her. His eyes were open, staring lifelessly at the star-filled sky, and blood was dripping from the corner of his lips.

My finger hovered over the call button , my dads number on the screen. I was hesitating , I looked at my reflection in the full length mirror that was in my room and at the bruises on my thighs evident finger marks. Then if I move my leg slightly to show my inner thigh a bite mark. Looking up my body I see more bite marks and hickeys. How would I explain those ? “ Dad the leader of the sinners has been stalking me and wants me to let him into fbi confidential information , but its ok I didn’t give him that I just let him have my body instead “

It spun like a blade of light, humming with ancient power. Sienna whispered, “Please. Don’t.” “You walked the moon road,” Lunaris said. “You sought the gate. You chose a path beyond mortality.” “I chose him.” “And for that,” Lunaris breathed, “you will be marked.” The mark shot into her wrist. Sienna gasped as heat tore through her veins, burning in spirals up her arm. Her skin glowed silver, then cracked with light, creating a pattern that wrapped from her wrist to her elbow, pulsing with celestial force. She bit down on a cry, curling inward as the mark fused to her very soul.