The Evil Alpha Marked Me Novels & Stories

And I wish I could tell what they are thinking. Sure, I know they are not happy about this. They want Alice—damn Alice. But am I really that repulsive? Their negative energy radiates off them toward the crowd, and I can feel more and more people looking at me with disdain and disappointment. Wow, they surely know how to make a girl feel special and wanted. "Elder Anton," Alpha Kane stands up, and I bet he is the tallest person I have ever seen. His wolf begins to emerge, anger rolling off him in waves. "Clearly, you've made a mistake."

Brinley I stared at Alpha in horror. He would do it. I could see it in the evil glint in his eyes. He would turn his own son rogue. I had to do something. I had to stop this. I blurted out, “The mark doesn’t belong to Coal!” His blackened gaze snapped to mine, a hiss releasing from his throat, “What the fuck did you just say?”

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 needed the identity of those Alphas. "You are right. The documents should be in father's study. Let's check them out." As soon as they got to the study, Godiva broke down in tears. She could feel her father's presence heavily because he spent a lot of time there. It wasn't long for Theresa to locate the documents. From the way they were kept in the drawer beside his desk, there was great importance attached to it from everything else. Godiva's last bit of hope began to dwindle when Theresa read the names; "Alpha Alonso, Alpha Storm, Alpha Bond, Alpha Brick, Alpha Caesar, Alpha Jax and Alpha Ice. They are just as fierce as their name sounds."

The man called Devlin walked to my mother, marking her, and tore all her clothes in an attempt to complete the marking process. “No—don’t!” my mother begged, her voice sharp with terror. “Not in front of my daughter.” The Alpha didn’t even flinch. “Oh, she gets to watch. That’s the point.” I screamed her name. Tried to get up. Tried to run to her. But the world was spinning, and my body wouldn’t listen. All I could do was watch. “It’s done,” Devlin said. “Try it out,” the Alpha could Devlin moved a sharp wood from the floor and plunged it into a pack member foot without even moving an inch.

“Every friend. Every ally. Every heartbeat he ever cared about. I’ll strip him bare and leave him screaming in the dark.” Silence. Heavy. Suffocating. The woman on the floor looked up, eyes wide with horror. “You’re evil,” she breathed. The Alpha smiled, slow and sweet and terrible. “No, darling,” she said, turning back. Green eyes shining like poison under moonlight. “I’m just returning the favor.”

Every full moon, he would lose his sanity and turn into a beast driven only by slaughter. Even worse, the witch cursed him to kill his destined mate, and he'd never be able to mark anyone. Under normal circumstances, such a dangerous Alpha who couldn't mark a mate would never find one in his pack. But he was still the Alpha of Norfolk Pack. So the pack decided to follow the prophecy of the Moon Goddess by holding a hunting contest to publicly choose a mate for him. The champion shewolf would become his mate. In the Ashford family living room, my mother, Mary Ashford, held up the marking proposal. Her face had gone pale.

he hissed in a broken voice, possessive and filled with eternal fidelity. He leaned forward and, with a firm movement, sank his fangs directly into the base of my neck. The pain was a fleeting spark, replaced immediately by a wave of mystical heat that sealed our souls forever. The Alpha’s mark was etched into my cinnamon skin, uniting our cores in an indestructible bond that no Council could ever dissolve. I fell into a silver haze of absolute fulfillment, protected by the massive arms of my mate.

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.

My tone softens as I blink my eyes open and fix them at his silver gray orbs. His thumb ceases to press into my mate mark and starts stroking the mark again. It's soothing but at the same time it's causing me anxiety. “ Alpha. It's Alpha for you. ” He retorts back, his eyes narrowing down to glare at me. Seems like he regained his sane mind before I did. He is always quick to resist this connection and he is always more successful than me. “ You are not my Alpha. ” I try to hiss at him but his thumb which is brushing against my mate mark is like some leash around my neck. It creates this buzz in my mind which keeps me highly calm and appease.