Novel & Cerita The Alpha Beast Who Marked Me

I snort, looking at the beads of sweat on his forehead. “We suck as alphas, don’t we?” Axel shakes his head. “Addressing our pack shouldn’t be this hard.” “It’s not because we’re addressing the crowd,” I sigh. “It’s because we have shitty news.” I clear my throat and step up to the microphone. “Members of Constantine,” I start. “It pains me to address you today. Axel and I lost someone very special to us yesterday. Our mate, Alice, died giving birth. But while we are mourning her loss, we are also celebrating the arrival of two healthy twin pups.”

We were being offered as yearly tribute to Alpha Kaidon. Rumor has it that he's a beast, and the most ruthless alpha to ever walk the face of the earth. Just as Reilly said, I might not even survive the night. “They say he eats other wolves.” One of the servants muttered in the dark van. The others gasped in terror, and they began to whimper in fear. I was the only one silent as I listened on to their talks. “You have to stay alive, Bella.” A voice said in my head.

I leaned back and placed my hands on the back of my head as I tilted my head up to look at the ceiling. "And the fact you came back here alive without her, and just based on what Beast told us, you can’t deny..." Collin just stopped talking, and my gaze shifted to him, waiting for him to continue, but in seconds, he was already in front of me, grabbing my jaw and tilting it to the side. "The fuck, man!" I swatted his hand in annoyance. I assumed my Beta had forgotten I was still the Alpha here. "She marked you." Collin’s eyes were rounding in disbelief.

I said with sharp eyes. "No need for violence, Lucas " "I'm not an Alpha " "But you're an Alpha of her fate, you know?" He said and I froze. How come he knows so much about me that I know. He walked closer to reach me and dropped a small object on the ground and I shifted backward. It was a small black crescent and it was moon marking, carved like a small stone and it's glowing faintly. Every legend about Blood Moon children flashed in my head. "What does this mean?" I asked.

I turn to leave, I was never going to get a straight answer from her “Just mark him already” “Why?” “So he can be who he is supposed to be, the Alpha of Alphas” I thought he was already the Alpha of Alphas, that’s what I had been told anyway, how would me marking him become an Alpha of Alpha’s “I thought marking him would stop him dying” Amber looks away, its clear that she has let something slip that she shouldn’t “My mark won’t stop him from dying will it, because he was never going to die”

She looks at the girl with so much compassion and sadness, before handing her over to the doctor with orders on how to take care of her. My eyes never leave her as she gets to her feet. I scan her chest looking for… fuck, there it is. The Mark of the Alpha. I didn’t notice it before because the sequins on her dress hid it, but now that I’m looking for it, it’s easy to find. I’m waging a war with myself, and I don’t know what to do. I’ve been fated to an Alpha. A female fucking Alpha. How did I not notice?

“No, this can’t be happening…” The whispers rose instantly, sharp and cruel. “What the hell? The human has a mark?” “Impossible. She doesn’t even have a wolf.” “This must be a mistake.” I wanted to run. I wanted to vanish. But the mark pulsed hotter, brighter, like the Moon Goddess herself was announcing it to the world. And then—my eyes collided with his. Alpha Damien. The air left my lungs.

I heard their agonized cries as she drained their strength, their very essence, leaving them hollow and broken. Then the vision shifted, and I was back at the scene of my mother’s car crash. Metal twisted, glass shattered, smoke curling into the night. But this time, I saw more. I saw a pair of gloved hands loosening the brake wires. A faceless figure walking away while my mother’s fate was sealed. I woke with a scream, my body drenched in sweat. My chest rose and fell rapidly, my heart pounding as if it would burst. That was when I saw the mark. A faint glow, etched into the skin of my wrist, pulsing like fire beneath my flesh. The mark of an Alpha.