Thragg Kills Mark Novels & Stories

She said. “I didn’t know that Mark is mate less. His mate died long time ago.” I said. “I kinda know that. Kayden told me when we are fixing my things in his room.” “You know? What happened?” “His mate and sister were killed by his best-friend on the same day he met his mate. It’s one of the rogues who follows his best-friend. When his friend realizes that it’s his mate, he killed his mate that moment. Then his sister who rejected his best-friend was killed by his friend too.”

I asked, growing increasingly more concerned. "We don't know what happened, but Chase found them. Agent Marks was found dead at the scene." "WHAT?!" I unknowingly shouted, altering Jessica and waking Maverick from his sleep. Maverick began to cry, and Jessica picked him up, holding him in a tight hug. She looked over at me, but I didn't miss the concerned expression on her face. I could tell that she knew that something was wrong, and was desperate to find out what had happened. I switched the phone over to speaker phone, knowing that Jessica desperately wanted to know what had happened. Thankfully, Maverick was too young to understand what was going on.

“Am I like that dumb cat at home to you?” She frowned. “Rice Ball is not a dumb cat. What did you do to it? You didn’t hit it, did you?” Mark closed his eyes and said in a muffled voice, “I hit it. I killed it.” Believing him, Arianne exclaimed, “What?! How could you do that?” Mark threw her his phone. “The video’s inside.”

I felt relieved he had come and also apprehensive when I watched him fight. After making sure Diane was okay, Mason hurried over to my side. He reached for me, trying to check if I was okay. But the moment his hands touched me, pain slammed through him. He doubled over before trying to stabilize himself. Henry's pack soon noticed I was alone with Mason and surrounded me. "You... You are Marked!" Mason said in horror.

he said, tears in his eyes. "Come here." He pulled me close, wrapping his arms around me as if he never wanted to let go. We spent those minutes clinging to one another as if it would be the last time we could be together. However, we thought it was over, but it wasn’t. Mark managed to aim his gun at me with what remained of his strength. Sapphire screamed, but the warning came too late. Mark pulled the trigger. Crimson pulled me tighter into his arms and covered my body with his own.

My thoughts swirled as I stood in a daze. Thomas had been the Beta until his sudden death just a week after the death of Mark's father, the alpha. Were their deaths related? My eyes narrowed as I wondered, it would make logical sense to take out the Beta along with the alpha, wouldn't it? A chill crawled up my spine as I got to this point. “Are you okay, you look pale?” Mark's words snapped me out of my daze. “Yes.. yes I'm fine, just shocked,” I stammered, making up an excuse. “Who do you think it could be?” I asked, holding my breath.

“Who else was in on this, Mark? Name names. Or Dare goes for the other hand.” Mark babbled names, Hell Hounds we knew, low-level thugs, even a few faces we’d seen around town. He gave us the whole damn roster. Then, Silas took his turn, wrenching Mark’s jaw open. I heard the tearing sound. Mark screamed, a garbled, horrific noise. His tongue was partially severed, hanging limply. I felt no pity. Only cold purpose. He had information, and now we had it. We left him there, a whimpering mess, then exploded out of the clubhouse. We mounted our bikes, the roar of the engines a primal scream of vengeance.

Mark turns sharply, lifting the man into the air, and while he screams, he slams him to the ground—hard enough to keep him immobile for hours, yet gentle enough to ensure he keeps breathing. I swallow hard and glance at Sam. Now, they are two killing machines guided solely by vengeance—a cruel, cold revenge that settles in the heart and never leaves. When we reach the back gate, it’s mysteriously open. Everything seems too easy. It has to be a trap, a massacre waiting to happen. As Mark pushes forward, not even a murmur can be heard; everything feels blurred. “Are you going somewhere or just here for tea?” a mocking voice echoes down the hall, loud and confident, dripping with irony.

Mark sighed and looked behind him; in the blink of an eye, he stepped into Alpha Lake's space and pushed his hand past Alpha Lake's side. The shriek was loud and then there was silence. "Score settled, bro," Mark patted Alpha Lake's shoulder and walked away. The Carnifexes have all been killed. Alpha Lake scoffed and quickly turned and went to Audrey. "You weren't hurt, were you?" He asked gently, looking her up and down. "I'm fine, how about you?" She questioned. He smiled, "I'm fine," "Yeah, he should be, I saved his ass," Mark replied as he walked past them.

Mark's expression went pale and was all set to flee! However, even if Mark was given five pairs of legs, he would still fail to escape from Lucas' grasp. Swoosh! Following the appearance of the sound of wind-cutting, Mark's life ended for good from this world. Lucas looked at Mark's corpse and naturally, his face did not have many changes in expression. He had killed way too many people and it would not bother him if he were to kill a few more. He was thinking perhaps the Apocalyptic Legion had gone over to the Silvery Snow Palace since they were not present.