The Evil Alpha Marked Me Novels & Stories

And she told them to say they had dug her out of the snow. A collective gasp went around the fire. "The Alpha did two things on the spot." He held up two fingers. "First, he made her kneel on the silver sand all night. Second, he cast her out as a rogue. "He issued an order forbidding anyone to shelter her. Across the territories of nine packs, anyone who takes her in will be cast out too. "But he didn't kill her. The Elder urged him to end it cleanly, but he refused. "He said one thing. I heard the exact words from the messenger."

Oh dear goddess, Danica Grayson, the one you decided to choose as the woman who would wear my mark had better not be attacked by a person in their right mind because I will make them go through the kind of hell that would leave them totally insane in the end. And then I will rip them and their entire generations to come limb by agonizing limbs, shred by excruciating shreds until all that's left of them is just a fleeting memory of a despised criminal. They would wish they never crossed paths with an Alpha like me and more importantly, they would curse the day they were born. I, Alpha Alexander Russell of Dark Orchids Pack will make sure of it.

"You did it. You saved us." Rowan looked up at me, his eyes fading back to hazel, but the amethyst fire was still there, deep in the iris. He reached up, his hand trembling as he touched the mark on my neck. "I'm sorry, Alice," he whispered. "I didn't just save you. I marked you." "What does that mean?" I asked, my heart sinking. "It means every Alpha in this wasteland can smell you now," he said, his voice breaking. "And they won't stop until the Beast is dead and the Origin is back in a cage."

Not with love and respect, but with filth and envy! “You are mine! I am your Alpha, you are bound to me and me only. No one can claim you but me!” He touched the golden mark and the moment he tried to re-mark me again, the golden mark burned him. As if my true mate is protecting me even when he is not here. However, Dylan did not just stop there. He kept trying and each time it hurt him more! His rage and envy has engulfed him completely. Taking advantage of my helplessness, my stepmother started to scream, “This girl is unholy! She is an evil and disgrace to the title Luna! She doesn’t deserve the divine gift, Zoey is our true Lune!”

Cross noted, "it was because one mate was proven unworthy of the other." His meaning hung in the air, Damian was unworthy of me, not the other way around. The reversal of how everyone had always seen things. "This is ridiculous," Linda snapped. "My son is the Alpha's heir..." "I am the Alpha's heir," Cross cut in, his voice dropping to that dangerous register that made everyone tense. He touched the mark on his wrist. "By birth and by blood right. Your son is second, as he has always been." "Cross speaks truth," Alpha Gregory said firmly, looking directly at Linda. "Let there be no confusion on this matter. Cross is my firstborn and my heir. He bears the mark that proves it."

But that didn't stop the alpha from his relentless attack till a crack echoed through the tunnel space; the once brave-looking lycans knew both looked weary as fear encapsulated their faces just as Draven lunged at them. The shrieks and howls of the lycan screaming in horror could be heard from miles away, and even though they had left a grueling mark on the alpha's wolf, he didn't back down as he raced through the tunnel. He could smell her scent; he swore it was so close, but the moment he had reached a turn, the alpha stopped in confusion to see it was a dead end. A piece of his mate's clothing clung to the wall; it was a trap!

I was so confused, but one thing I did know was that Courtney and I needed to get out of there. Alpha Mark walked into the room with the two witches following him. He had an evil smile on his face, which worried me. I knew he was up to something. "You need to drink this," Alpha Mark said as he handed me a water bottle filled with clear liquid. There was no way I was drinking it. "No, I will not drink that. I don't know what it is," I said, causing a frown to come to his face. "You will drink it if you know what is good for you," He replied

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?

I said. He did. Quietly and without rushing. Emergency Alpha jurisdiction was a pack law instrument that most people never encountered because the conditions for filing it were narrow. An Alpha could invoke it to physically recall a minor or a pack dependent during an active legal proceeding, but only if they could argue the dependent was in danger or acting under outside influence. It was designed for genuine protection. A young pack member manipulated by outside parties. A vulnerable wolf being used as a legal instrument by people who did not have their interests at heart.

"Don't you want to know what's there? Who's there? Don't you want to stand in the place your parents are from and see if anything feels like something?" I stared at the ceiling. The mark on my chest was warm and the dream? It came rushing back to me. This time around, it was almost as if I could see it right in front of my eyes. The figure kneeling and being punished. "Marco is the Alpha of Alphas" I repeated.