Lahat ng Kabanata ng Marked by the Alpha: Mated to the cursed twins : Kabanata 21 - Kabanata 30

Lunette POV I drifted in and out of sleep the whole night while tangled in Zarek’s arms, feeling the warmth of his body. Iwas spent, my skin tingling with the echoes of pleasure from the orgasm that had left me quivering just hours ago. Each time my eyes fluttered open, I found myself still cradled in his arms, my head resting against his chest, with his heartbeat steady beneath my ear. Zarek. His scent was unmistakable—that mix of sandalwood and something light, maybe pine.My limbs were heavy, and although the rhythmic rise and fall of his breathing should have lulled me back to sleep, I stayed awake. Finally giving up, I opened my eyes fully. It was still dark outside, like it would have been night forever if it was possible.The candlelight had gone off, so the moonlight filtering through the curtains was casting a soft glow over the room. Sitting up slightly I tilted my head, and there he was—Zarek, lying beside me, his face calm and peaceful in his sleep. He wasn't in pain

Zarek POV I was still dreaming, or maybe I wasn't. Lunette was pressed against me; her mouth opened in pleasure as I bit the inside of her neck, marking her as mine forever. A smile spread over my face as I looked into her eyes later. I woke up feeling lighter than I had in days, certainly lighter than I felt yesterday, which was saying something. My body felt rested; the tension that usually pulled at my muscles was noticeably absent. So was the pain and pulling from yesterday's forced transformation.Last night, I had slept like a dead man. I sat up, stretching my arms, muscles rippling under the cool sheets, and reached out for Lunette beside me instinctively. But my hand found only empty space, the sheets cold where her warmth should have been."Lunette?" I called out softly, but there was no answer. My brow furrowed as I sat up, rubbing the sleep from my eyes, and glanced around the room. She wasn’t here. Just the faint scent of her

Axel POV I watched Zarek carefully, his eyes shifting the way they always did when he didn't want to tell me something. It was his way, and I never tried to force him into conversations, but now it was different. His eyes flickered with uncertainty. I’d known something had been off since last night, when the screaming had stopped. Normally, Zarek's forced transformation lasted all night, and yesterday had been worse than normal, so I had expected no less. But the quiet that followed had me thinking otherwise. “Tell me again,” I said, trying to keep my voice steady, though the frustration was bubbling just beneath the surface.“How did you break free from the chains?” Zarek leaned away from the counter, crossing his arms as if he were trying to block out my question. "Zarek," I gritted. He avoided my eyes, the same way he always did when something wa

Axel pov It was cold, but I felt hot; the sweat dripping down my back also proved otherwise, but it wasn't like I was ready to stop either. I had been training hard in the garden since the first morning sun for almost a week now; it was the only way I was able to keep my anger at bay.Today though muscles tense and breath sharp as I swung my sword over and over, each slice cutting through the dummy and some straw spilled out of it, sweat dripped down my forehead, stinging my eyes as I swung the blade over and over again, and no matter how hard I trained, the frustration in my chest wouldn’t fade. The metallic sound of steel clashing against wood filled the air around me, but it did nothing to drown out the relentless buzzing in my head. My body moved on its own—from pure muscle memory after years of training. I’d been going at it for hours, and I could feel my energy was waning the sunlight that filtered through the trees.I gritted my teeth, my grip on the sword hilt tightening, a

Axel POV When I’d pushed her away and told her I didn’t need her help, I thought that would be the end of it—that she’d finally get the message and leave me alone. I didn’t expect Lunette to actually come back, but her voice echoing behind me as she walked over and dropped to the ground right next to me a box in her hand that she laid on the floor made me wonder if I was too crazy from the pain. Determined, and her gaze sharp with resolve, she pulled my leg to her after a very stiff argument about me not wanting her to touch me. Her touch was gentle, almost… careful. She didn’t look at me, just focused on her work, and for some reason, that made me more aware of her presence. Of the slight frown of concentration on her face, the way her hair fell over her shoulder, catching the sunlight…“Don’t expect me to start trusting you just because of this,” I finally said, my voice guarded. She paused, meeting my gaze, and nodded "Fine" “But I’m not your enemy, Axel. I never have been.”