Tarnished X Marika Novels & Stories

Mate marks, exactly the same as hers. Her heart skipped a beat at the sight and her mouth moved before her brain could catch up "You're all marked" It was the first thing she had said to these women, Lena felt a wave of embarrassment. Lorna's hand lifted to her throat instinctively, she stroked her scar softly. "Yes" she said in a whisper.

Why did the Moon Goddess put me in this situation? My tears pool around my eyes and they are starting to make my vision blurry. I harshly wiped it using my hand and sniffed as I took a deep breath, trying to calm myself. Once I get back to the present, I'll really bully Xavier for making me feel this way. But of course, that was just a joke. I know, the Xavier that I know is different from the Xavier here. "When can we find someone who will love us?" Amaris voice broke, causing another tear to fall from my eyes. Damn it. My wolf is also hurting.

All she needed was to think before she started doing the right thing or digging her grave unknowingly. "No. I'm fine." Clara says finishing her beer and sliding a small white card alongside it before standing up. "you know the gravity gets loose on the weekends." she says before disappearing into the crowd advising June to smile, with a beaming smile as if she wasn't the same woman who appeared seconds ago and offered June a revenge plan with prize money. June collected the bottle and the card and thought about her words and their conversation and all that she has offered; she stared at the card for a long time before a voice snapped her out of her trance.

Marve ordered one of the men standing by the car. “Yes sir,” the guard answered and got into another car and drove out of the compound while Marve went back inside to find out more from Sean about Dmitri’s death. ************************** Shortly after, the guard drove back into the compound with Marcus in the backseat and this around without his dad. The car parked, Marcus came out and was led inside the mansion to the mini bar where Xavier was, drowning himself in whiskey and cigarettes. “Oh, you’re here,” Xavier said and took a puff of his cigarette.

Like memory coated in moonlight. She stood in a vast clearing. The scent of blood hung heavy in the air. Screams echoed, muffled by the sound of wolves snarling. She saw a woman radiant, fierce, but broken . Her gown was torn. Her hands were shaking as she tried to run. Behind her, betrayal moved in silence. A figure cloaked in darkness whispering lies into Xavier’s ear. The woman fell to her knees, blood spilling beneath her. A golden mark burned across her chest the same mark Octavia bore now.

"What are you doing?" I didn't answer. I reached across the table, picking up a piece of the roasted meat Marek had so proudly served. I dropped it onto the floor. "The meat is tainted, Marek," I said, my voice low and steady. "It tastes like the silver you fed me for twenty-one years. It tastes like a coward’s fear." Marek’s face went from pale to a deep, bruised purple. "You ungrateful brat. I took that five million to save your grandmother. I saved this pack!"

“How do you stay so steady here? After everything?” She shifted slightly. “Because I have had no choice but to be.” Mara’s parents had been close to Xavier’s father once, trusted members of the inner circle. Then they betrayed him. The punishment was not death. It was something slower. They gave Mara over as a servant so that they could spend the rest of their lives watching their daughter work on her knees in the castle they had tried to destroy. She had been here since she was young. She was an omega, without a wolf…yet. She had nothing and no one, just like me.

“What do you want?” “Oh, Tamara.” Mara stepped closer, her green eyes gleaming with something dark and satisfied. Something that had been building for a long time. “I want what was always supposed to be mine.” “I don’t understand….” “I know you don’t.” She gestured to the scarred man. “Cut her hands free.”

I looked at her, eyes burning. “You are not lowly,” she said. “Don’t even think that.” “But if he’s an alpha and I’m an omega—” “Then it means something happened,” she interrupted. “Something big. Something deliberate.” I swallowed hard. “Or something shameful.” “No,” she said sharply. “Warren doesn’t do shame. If he marked you, he had a reason.” “That doesn’t make it better,” I whispered. Mara softened, squeezing my hands. “Lana… if anything, this explains why he’s struggling. Not rejecting you.”

The ceramic landed on the floor with a clatter, breaking into pieces. I shuddered and was still sitting in my chair, unable to move. “Are you crazy?” I looked up and found Marwick standing there, “Can’t you spare anyone?” “Anyone… But not her.” The madman, Ashton spoke, “I will burn this girl’s face. She is a bast*ard who doesn’t deserve to live this life. She is dreaming about this ideal life. But only a Graner girl can become Mrs. Deluca. Not her.”