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I had barely finished when a stronger grip stopped Mark from moving any further. "Didn't you hear the lady? She said you should let go of her." Icarus said as he steadily loosened Mark's grip on my wrist. Mark tried to fight, but Icarus was evidently more powerful than he was. He was an Alpha himself, and his strength was comparable to Klaus's. Filled with anger, Mark failed to take the hint and had swung his fist at Icarus who merely sidestepped the attack.

"Your knee is bleeding! What the hell happened?" I knew the scent of mint had strengthened; I just never imagined that the source of the potency could be his blood. I have not known of anything capable of making Marko bleed. He is invincible, or he is supposed to be. "I just hurt myself." "How?" Even in Red Graw, none managed to draw his blood, so why now? Why here when there was no danger? His body that was facing Katy threateningly turns to me fully, giving me the full view of his wound.

Dangerous smile. Marcus wanted war? He would get war. But not the one he expected. The one he could not win. Could not survive. Could not— Escape. Because I had something he did not. Something he could never have. Something that made me stronger than him despite captivity. Love. For Hope. For Damien. For family worth dying for. Worth killing for. Worth— Everything. And love made me not weak. Made me invincible. Made me— Unstoppable. Marcus would learn. Soon. Very soon.

This is weird because I had always yearned to escape this place last time but now that I am finally one with Alpha Ace, I couldn’t bear to think of leaving his side. But I am not his weakness. I have to refuse that. “Psh, I’m not his weakness. We just stayed for a few weeks and-” “But he mated with you,” Mark said, looking me straight in the eye. “His feelings for you are really strong. I fear that if the enemies might kidnap you, he’ll go berserk and destroy everything in this world.” He gnawed on his teeth, “Tsk, I shouldn’t have let this happen. I shouldn’t have let him act as your physics teacher. A human never survives in our world.”

“I chose Ilia because she is strength and light, because she is unlike any other. Not because it was convenient, not because it was commanded, but because every part of me knew she was mine. Even when I tried to silence that truth, it roared within me until it shook my bones. “I chose Ilia because she doesn’t bow. Not to fear, not to doubt, not to the whispers of those who would break her. Not even to the beast within me. The Mark came to her because it recognized its match — a heart strong enough to bear its weight, a spirit burning bright enough to lead.

Dimitri’s mouth twitched like he was fighting a smile. I dropped my hands and stared at him. “So this mark thing…explain. In detail. Slowly. Like I’m five.” “A mark is…permanent. Mostly. It ties your emotions, your instincts, sometimes even your strength to each other. He'll be drawn to you…hard. It'll be almost impossible for him to stay away for long. And you…” He hesitated. “You'll feel him too. Especially when he's close. Especially when he's hurting. Or wanting or regretting. When he feels anger. Need. Love.”

Mark said, conviction in his eyes. "You've never ceased to amaze me with your incredible feats of strength. No matter how many times you're knocked down, you always rise back up, fighting even harder." "Benard is still somewhere out there. I bet you won't want him to see you in this state of anguish and defeat. What about your father? The very mastermind of this whole thing. The one who manipulated and used you in the first place. Would you like him to see you this broken?" Mark raised his voice an octave higher. I sniffed hard, feeling my eyes moisten up again. I really thought I had a younger sister. I really did.

As if he couldn’t believe that I just broke his nose and snarled with his eyes darkened with intent to kill me, “You will pay for this, b*tch!” As Alpha Ray’s Luna, his mark awakened my real power and it was the first time I felt it running through my veins—like adrenaline but more powerful. As a Luna, the mark made me five times stronger than I used to be. And I felt invincible. I felt confident and safe even without my mate’s presence. I glared at the men that Ruby Morgan hired to hurt me. I could take them all down on my own.

Something that had been so fucking perfect and beautiful last night turned out to potentially put her in harm’s way. “Stop,” he said, raising his hand and pinning us with a hard look. “You gave my sister something to hold onto until we can rescue her. You gave her yourselves, your marks, and hope. That needs to be you focus regarding your marks. She and Athena are strong as fuck. Their strength also increased because of those marks, since that’s how marking works. Think of it like that.” Thank the Goddess for Denny right now. He knew exactly what to say to give us a different perspective while also giving us hope along with it.

He glared at Mark, but he didn't dare strike back. "Divorce?" Mark's voice was colder than ice as he grabbed Christopher by the collar in one swift move. "Why don't you repeat that to my gun? Who are you asking to get a divorce?" Mark was famous in the underworld for his marksmanship—fast, ruthless, and precise. A few years ago, he single-handedly rescued me from a gang of vicious thugs without getting so much as a speck of dust on his clothes. Those men had dropped to the ground before they even got a clear look at what he was doing.