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"Alpha, please...you have to believe me. I wasn't involved in any attack. I was just...just out for a walk." I raised an eyebrow. "A walk? In a black hooded cloak? With your face obscured?" Mark's silence was telling, and I knew I had him cornered. "Mark, you are coming with me," I said, my voice firm. "We are going to the pack's holding cell until we get to the bottom of this." As Maria led Mark away, I couldn't help but feel agitated. Turning a different direction. I could feel something was wrong with Raven. bursting into her room, my strong warriors were laid unconscious on the floor while a whitish kind of webs flowed around Raven. Her breathing had gone more unstable bringing more fear

The rogue was thrown back with such force that it slammed into the wall with a sickening crunch. And then, just as suddenly as it had started, the light vanished, and Mark collapsed to the ground, unconscious. Carly rushed to his side, her heart pounding. “Wake up!” she cried, shaking him gently. But Mark didn’t respond, his small body limp. One of the warriors checked Mark’s pulse. “He’s alive,” the warrior said, relief in his voice. “But he’s weak. He needs rest.”

I hit my own peak seconds later, my body going rigid and shaking under the spray of the water. When it was over, we both slumped against the wall, panting. I pushed his hand away from my mouth, gasping for air. "Where are your clothes, Mark?" I whispered urgently. "If Sarah sees them, we're dead." "They're on the floor of the bedroom," he muttered, wiping water from his eyes. "The bedroom? Sarah just went in there to change!" My heart dropped. "How did she not see them?" Mark shrugged, looking a bit dazed. "I kicked them under the edge of the bed. They were in the shadows. She probably missed them."

My vision blurred from unshed tears when he harshly shoved the hair off my face. " SHE HAS THE MARK ", Just as he was roughly pulling the torn hoodie from my body, l heard someone say in a surprised voice. "Mark?, How is that possible?", They all walked towards me. I didn't know what they were talking about but they all seemed shocked. "It's glowing, we need to take her to the Alpha",My blood froze at that.

No, it wasn't an eye, but a form or marks of an eye. "The looming storm that gathering above, will soon fall to devastate the land. New heroes will rise, and many comrades will fall. Soon, the minions of light will be scouring the forces of darkness. Yet only the uninvolved residence will suffer more from this insurgence." The man whispered behind the straw hat with a tinge of mystery. However, Yman and Sistela both did not hear it. All the equipment that he bought were stored in his Cyber Storage. Yman and Sistela next went to the tailoring shop to buy a cloak with poison resistance. It was stated in mission details that Evil Rats were a poisonous beast. Although the resistance mostly could

I croaked, hopefully. “Hopefully, he runs right into that cloud of silver and dies.” Vash laughed. “Well, you might get your wish if that’s what I think it is.” Mark grunted. “It’s… That’s impossible. Who could have—” He shuddered and stumbled, grabbing his head. Blood trickled from his nose. Vash crouched down beside him. “Keep it together, Mark. What is it?” “Tell the church we need full backup,” Mark choked. “Tell them a Blood Ancestor is awake.”

Mark bolts out of the room again, still naked. My body burns, but not in the way I want it to, as my stomach lurches again. Please, someone make it stop. The cool toilet strangely provides some comfort to my burning skin. I sigh in relief at the sound of footsteps rushing towards the bathroom. Mark is back with the medicine. “Mommy! What is wrong? Where are your clothes? Daddy doesn’t have any on either.” Shit! What do I say?

Neither of them did. Mark suddenly came to a halt as he'd successfully eliminated Iñari's little vixen army. His dark fur was smudged with blood stains all over and his red eyes glowed brighter with murderous intent. He spat out a bloodied, severed arm from his mouth as he slowly crept towards Iñari... preparing to pounce on her. He had his predatory eyes on a much bigger prize. "Shouldn't we stop him now?" Bruno nervously whispered to me.

Mark caught me before I hit the ground, shielding me with his body. “You okay?” he growled, already firing again. “Yeah,” I gasped, getting back up. Vincent’s voice suddenly boomed over loudspeakers they had set up outside. “Mark Arthur! Come out and face me like a man! Or I’ll burn this place to the ground with your whore inside it!” Mark’s eyes darkened with pure rage. He keyed his own comms. “Vincent. You want me? Come and get me.” Another wave of men charged.

I exclaimed, jumping from the bed to go look at it in the bathroom mirror. “It has to be because you were able to resist it. The mark can't regenerate itself. So once portions fade, they are gone forever. You can't be re-marked either until the mark, in its entirety, is gone.” Raziel said. He was excited, maybe even more excited than I was. I looked back at him as he stepped up behind me. “Will you ever stop impressing me?” He said with a smile. I shrugged, unsure of how I had even impressed him thus far. He snapped and produced me a black and gold sports bra, black leggings, gold panties, and gold combat boots.