The Evil Alpha Marked Me Novels & Stories

The man answered, “I am Alpha Roman Addams from The Blood Mountain Pack. I don’t care if you’re marked. Once I mark you his mark will disappear.” I shook my head, “Not going to happen asshole.” I stomped his foot as hard as I could. I heard bones breaking and the alpha yelled as he let go of me. I quickly moved away from him and tried to get away, but he lunged for me and landed just behind me, reaching to put his arm around my neck. I grabbed his arm and flipped him over my back.

“Oh, Mark, forgive me—I must have missed the part where you were appointed as the authority on what women can or can’t do. Or was it just the last brain cell rattling around in that thick skull of yours that decided it was a good idea to threaten me?” I stepped closer, my tone as sweet as venom. “And here I thought your Alpha trained you to be a little smarter than to provoke someone who can tear you down with a single sentence. Shall we test that theory? Or would you like to see my wolf?” My alpha aura spilled out to the level that Mark couldn’t stand it. His surprise was apparent in his eyes as he inclined his neck in submission. “You forget,” I lashed at him. “I am an Alpha, and you are n

Entered the forest. I didn’t look back. The shower has gone cold. I turn off the tap, step out, wrap myself in the threadbare towel. My reflection in the foggy mirror is blurred, but I can still see the faint red mark on my cheek from training today. A new bruise over an old ghost. Marcus is still out there. My father too. They’ll come looking eventually. They always do when something they think they own goes missing. But I’m not theirs anymore. I’m here. In Bloodmoon. With three alphas who don’t look at me like property. Who haven’t touched me without permission. Who gave me a week to prove I belong, not because of my bloodline or my womb, but because of what I can do.

“It's me, Eva” “Cut the crap already, I know that you aren't Eva '' Alpha Trent said, and she was shocked. “I tried communicating with you, through the mind link, but you never responded. That's beside the point”. “I discovered your stupid magical trick by checking your body and realizing you don't have the little birthmark that Eva has beneath her butt” Alpha Trent revealed and smirked at her. His smirk was definitely creepy and horrible. Alpha Trent had never been so angry in his life, but right now, he was going to unleash his darkest side.

My fated mate wants my body and soul… but he still calls me by his missing wife’s name. ____ Framed by her best friend. Rejected by her groom. Cast out by her pack, Savannah’s world shatters. Until Xavier, the Alpha of Alphas, finds her. From the moment their bond ignites, it’s raw and addictive. He touches and kisses her like he can’t breathe without her. But he believes she’s someone else—his missing wife. His daughter calls her “Mommy.” And the mate bond burns hotter than she ever imagined. Savannah has secrets. A past she’ll never speak of. She swore no man would ever own her again. So why does her soul beg to be his?

“Fuck, Alpha, I am-” The next strike lands square on my ass, louder, harder. My yelp cracks into a groan. He leans over me, warm chest pinning my back, his breath scalding my ear. “You’ll take every mark I put on you. And you’ll thank me.” “Yes,” I whimper, because the word is truth. “Yes, Alpha.” His teeth graze my jaw. “Say it.” “Thank you,” I sob, shamed and glowing. “Thank you for marking me.”

He pulled off the shirt, before I could fully bask in the satisfaction of seeing the deep bloody marks on his abdomen, they began to close up. What the hell… There was no way for an Alpha Prime to heal as fast as he did. I stared in horror as his skin stitched itself up, the wound completely gone leaving nothing but smooth skin. I looked up at him, stumbling back at the darkness that swirled around his eyes. He seemed to suck all the light in the room, a sort of darkness oozing out of him and spreading around the room, towards me. "That was weak…" He spoke, his voice devoid of warmth. I ignored the warning bells in my head and took a step forward.

I didn't only lose my title today, I also lost my bond mate. My hands quivered, while my pulse spiked uncontrollably. I wasn't ready to give up yet, the same people made my father die. They destroyed my happiness and I won't let them leave peacefully. I swore beneath my nerves to make them regret. “The Alpha is going to mark you. The mark is a symbol for being a traitor.” The elder mentioned. A red filling was handed over to Roman, he moved towards my direction placing the paint on my neck. “This is not the end,” I whispered into his ear. Sounded fiercely, ruthless and ready to destroy them. But he didn't flinch, he stood speechless observing my every move.

“Where had everyone gone to? The palace was not in so much havoc for people running back and forth.” Just at that moment, as I came out of my car, Alpha Killian also drove in. He looked at me angrily, and I felt a bit suspicious and scared. “What if this was a test by him and Alpha Ethan to see whether I would join the evil side? And what if he was one of the marked people in that group?” I felt so puzzled, and I felt angry with myself for falling for a trap. I looked at Alpha Killian for some minutes, and he looked back at me. But before I could say a word to him, he looked away and just stomped into the palace.

She pulled her chair closer, lowering her voice even though the room was fully soundproofed. Maisa looked up, panic in her eyes. “What will happen?” “He marked you,” Delwyn said bluntly. “Not a temporary protective mark. A binding Alpha mark.” Maisa clenched her fists. “I know it’s illegal.” “It’s not just illegal,” Delwyn shook her head, her voice trembling. “It’s slow suicide for an Alpha.” Maisa went numb. Delwyn turned the computer screen toward her. The ultrasound image was gone—replaced by a complex biological graph filled with overlapping fluctuations.