Yeri Mark Novels & Stories

Chapter 129 The Human Lands Levi's POV I wasn’t done with Erin. Not even close. We had mated, but I hadn’t marked her yet — and marking her was the most important part. She was mine in every way, and I needed the world to know it. She didn’t look tired at all. Her crimson eyes still burned with desire as she smiled at me, biting her lower lip in that way that drove me insane. “You’re one beast,” she teased.

I was looking for the mark on her skin, certain it was still there, even beneath the expensive fabric of her dress. Aria went perfectly still. She wasn’t startled. She wasn’t confused. Her fingers moved in a controlled motion, brushing lightly over the silk where the mark would be hidden. It was a deliberate gesture, a silent acknowledgement that she knew exactly what I was searching for. Then she looked back at me. This time, there was something new in her eyes. It wasn't the fear I was used to, and it wasn't the longing I had secretly hoped for. It was something far more dangerous.

She had a smile on her face, moving close to me. “I asked him to fix this place up but he ignored me till you came. I guess you do bring colour to the pack,” she expressed, and when I didn't say a thing, she sighed. “I'm sorry about yesterday. It's just that you were asking so many questions and some things are too complicated for you to understand. I know you want to understand the mystery of the white wolf.” She sighed. It was there she got my attention. “Well it's a Lycan royal symbol.” She expressed. “A symbol of power,” she continued, and then smiled. “Doesn’t really matter though. It's not that relevant to me anyways,” she concluded, and then touched my shoulders. “Enjoy your new garde

His eyes softened and he leaned in to peck my lips, resting his forehead against my own. “It’s been a long day, malyshka. I’m sorry” Damien said gently “I’ll go get ready, yeah?” “Okay” “Do you want to help me?” Damien asked suggestively, running his finger over my waistline, tickling me. I laughed and tried escaping his grasp, but Damien had other plans when he turned me around and sped the two of us to the wall, pinning me against it and leaning toward my neck. His hot breath hitting it as he licked his mark making me shudder “mhmm?”

Kai shouted, which made me almost lose my breath. I shook my head, "No, Kai! I am his mate! And I will make sure that he will accept my love for him! Mark my words!"

Then, with a deliberate, steady hand, I tore open the collar of my shirt, baring the smooth skin of my neck and the faint, now-dull glow of the mate mark. His eyes locked on the mark, and a sharp, satisfied smirk tugged at his lips. “Deal.” Without another word, I left the room and made my way straight to the waiting aircraft. I boarded the plane with nothing but my resolve to unravel.

God sent an angel or what? I give him a suspicious look. “Are you sure?” I say hesitantly. I don’t even know him. How can he be so nice? It’s fishy nowadays. Erden shakes his head. “Certain.” I look around and breathe heavily. I don’t have any choice anyway. “Alright.” I breathe defeatedly. “See you later.” Eren waves a little at our car before we walk down the hill a little to reach that of Erden’s. He got an amazing black Porsche.

Amber's cheeks turned red when she remembered that moment. Amber hadn’t marked Darach on his neck as he did to her. She had marked his skin above his heart. Her message very clear, his heart belonged to her. Amber was demolishing many stereotypes. She was the first woman in the history of Lycans who had marked her male. “I think we will leave you two for some quality time alone. We will take Isak with us.” Aric muttered uncomfortably. He always got uncomfortable whenever Amber and Darach flirted with each other.

"Fine! I'll flip the bonus your way and tee up a promotion next cycle. Satisfied? That's your endgame, huh?" "Wrong," I replied. "Hear me clearly. I'm out of the job and marriage." Frustration boiled over in my voice as I hammered the desk, jolting her backward. The exchange shredded her remaining patience. After a piercing stare-down, she jabbed a finger toward the door and bellowed, "Get out! Who do you think you are? We'll thrive without your ego weighing us down." That was the green light I needed. I stormed out, ransacked my workspace, and geared up to vanish.

she say with a deep voice, the voice sounded like that of a sixty year old man. I refused letting her go, Gena has no idea what she was doing, it seems she was being manipulated by some strong forces. The same forces, carried me up and hit me again on the ground, Elijah raised her leg to squash my face but I rolled over to safety. Such power would only mean one thing?. Mariah is the alphas tears. How? I'll explain. The alphas tears has types of feelings, the vengeful and the emotional and can you imagine, if the alphas tears is a person, the emotions never fades.