All Chapters of Marked by the Moon: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

Becca's POV"Attention, students and staff," Ms. Brown's voice echoed through the intercom, drawing the attention of everyone in the cafeteria. "I'm excited to announce that next week will be Community Care Week.Oh, I'm all in for CCW. We gotta join, babe," Lola exclaimed, turning to Carter with sparkling eyes."Yeah, with football and Max, I've been swamped. This could really help with my Grades," Carter nodded, his hand finding Lola's.Well, you guys have fun. Ravi chimed in with a slight slouch and pout. " My cousins are coming over, and my mum would kill me if I'm unavailable next week"."During Community Care Week," Ms. Brown continued, her voice infused with enthusiasm, "we'll have various volunteer opportunities available for those who wish to give back to our wonderful community. Activities will include community clean up projects, food drives, and visits to local nursing homes to spend time with the elderly residents."Their eyes turned to me, awaiting my response. The truth

Becca’ POV Three Hours Three long hours and for every minute of those three hours, Maddy Lance has been glued to Bas like a pesky leech, refusing to let go. I knew it was going to be difficult but I didn’t know it was going to be this hard. Maddy made sure to always be by Bas’s side not wanting to lose him to another competition. I didn’t have time for this I needed to talk to Bas and I wasn’t going to end today without saying a word.As I marched forward, determination coursing through my veins, I swiftly gathered my hair into a ponytail, the strands clinging to my damp neck. With each brisk step towards Bas, my heart raced, with a mixture of nerves and frustration. “Hey, can we—” My words were cut short as Maddy popped out of nowhere, her presence like a sudden gust of wind disrupting my plans. “Just the girl I was looking for,” her sharp voice sliced through the air as she cat walked towards Bas, her hand gripping his as if to stake her claim. “Hey, Maddy, could you just—” I

Bas POVThe cool water trickled down my body, its touch a feeble attempt to soothe the storm raging within me. How could I have been so careless? Why did I allow my mind to wander back to her? Controlling myself had never been a challenge, but with her, it felt like impossible. Just the thought of her made it feel like my body was burning. This feeling of longing, of having her so badly was it as a result of the mark, did my wolf crave for her so badly? It had to be.. right? Shaking my head in frustration, I grabbed my towel and stepped out of the shower. As I scanned the room, the lingering scent of Maddy hung in the air with the overwhelming sense of guilt that gnawed at my insides. I knew I had hurt her deeply.Dressing quickly, I made the decision to leave, the thought of being alone with my thoughts too unbearable to bear. As I slid into my car, I reached for my phone, intending to call Tom for some much-needed company. But he didn’t pick up. Where was he? And why wasn’t he ans

Becca POV As Bas drove, I couldn’t resist stealing glances at him. His knuckles white from gripping the wheel, a vein pulsating on his forehead, and his breaths coming out ragged, as if he were struggling to contain his anger.Flashes of him gripping Joe against the tree flooded my mind.Why was he so mad? Did he desperately want to kill me that the thought of someone else doing it made him get so angry like this?My mind raced with many possibilities. Confused on what to do.“Stop staring,” Bas muttered, his eyes fixed on the road ahead. I jerked slightly, caught off guard. “Wh-what?” I stammered, meeting his intense gaze.He turned to face me, his expression unreadable. “Why don’t you just say what’s on your mind?” he urged, before returning his attention to the road, his grip tightening on the steering wheel.There was no way I was going to tell him what’s going on in my mind. I didn’t trust him But you’re here with him and having no idea where his taking you too. A voice in with

Becca POVIf you had told me that one day I would be locked up in a room with Bas, our hands tangled, our breaths ragged, and our tongues battling in each other’s mouths, I would have called you a liar and probably despised you for life. But here I was, lips locked with Bas. My mind screamed at me to stop, to push him away and leave, but my body refused to listen. It was as if I were under some sort of spell, unable to resist his touch. Bas continued to kiss me, his lips pressed against mine with a newfound sense of urgency. I could feel the passion radiating off of him, as if he had been holding back for so long and was finally giving in to his desires. This was not like the last time we kissed in his apartment; it was more intense, like a flood breaking through a dam that had been holding it back for too long. His lips brushed against mine, teasing and tantalizing as he slowly grazed my lower lip with his teeth. A soft moan escaped me, and I melted into the kiss, our mouths explo