All Chapters of Marked by the Alpha: Mated to the cursed twins : Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

Zarek POVI jolted awake, a sheen of sweat running down my forehead, my heart pounding as if I’d just run through the entire forest a couple of times. I tugged the covers off me feeling hot, my mind latching onto hazy fragments of the dream that were almost too bright and raw—Lunette's laughter, her eyes, her hands—damn it.She’d been in my arms, her touch soft and electric, her gaze locked onto mine with a longing that made me ache; even the memory of it had heat pooling in my gut.I rubbed a hand over my face, trying to shake it off. “Damn it,” I muttered, running my hand through my hair, my fingers clenching for as I forced myself to relax. I didn’t want to think too hard about what that dream meant or why Lunette had invaded my dreams in the first place. It was too early for that level of self-examination. I swung my legs over the edge of the bed, shivering as the cold air hit my skin, a sharp reminder that I was now very much awake. My eye robed over the room that was just wh

Lunette POVI wiped my hands on the apron, looking around the kitchen to make sure everything was in place before I left.The kitchen was finally still, the last breakfast tray had been sent off, and the counters were spotless. I took a deep breath, letting the lingering scents of warm bread, roasted vegetables, crisp bacon, and spices from this morning meal fill my nose. It had been a long morning, and my back hurt from standing for so long, but it did not feel too bad, not when my heart felt full. A few beta's who worked in the kitchen with Ms. Harlow lingered by the counters, gathering up the last trays to bring to the dining hall; she had joined me and helped me make breakfast for the warriors and some of the young men with no mates that were horrible at making meals. I looked around the storage, but she was nowhere to be found; she'd likely gone to sit down. As I wiped down the final countertop, I thought back to my breakfast with Alpha Cormac this morning. He had been so diffe

Axel POV I’d been waiting all week for the pack run, the restless energy building in my muscles, ready to burst free, and I really needed the exercise.There was something about running under the full moon, feeling the earth beneath my paws, that brought a freedom I couldn’t find anywhere else. It was freeing, and after so much delay I was finally getting what I wanted. Zarek was nowhere to be found, which wasn’t exactly surprising; lately he had been in a foul mood lately.He'd been disappearing more and more lately, always brooding and withdrawn, grumbling and snapping at everyone, including me. I was getting damn sick of his sulking; his brooding was getting under my skin, and I almost welcomed the chance to run it off without him dragging the energy down.My father was up ahead, so I walked up to him, offering a small grin."Hello, father," I mumbled, and he turned to look at me. "You really should be leading these things; we can't have everything come to a half when I'm not he

Lunette POVThe scent of blood in the air was almost too sharp and metallic, making my stomach churn. I didn't really like blood all that much. I stepped closer to Axel, my eyes narrowing as I took in the dark stains smeared across his arms and torso.His unusually calm demeanor only made it more unsettling. "Is that blood?" I muttered. It sounded stupid now I had said it out loud.Of course it was blood. “What happened to you?” I asked, but he said nothing, walking towards her. “Axel,” I muttered hesitantly, my voice cutting through the quiet of the clearing."You're hurt. There’s blood on you.” I gestured toward the bright red stains over his chest and arms, my concern outweighing my discomfort.Axel didn’t flinch, his gaze steady as he wiped at the blood absentmindedly with his hand."It's nothing,” he replied, his tone dismissive. I frowned, unconvinced and definitely not buying his casual explanation. “That’s not nothing, Axel. Whose blood is it?" He exhaled heavily, runni

Lunette POVThe dim light filtering through the cracks of the storage shed made me feel uneasy. I shouldn't be here at all, but I felt suffocated inside, so I decided to help clear the mess in the storage. The shelves were stacked with tools, old supplies, that were dusty and in need of arranging, so here I was looking for solitude—trying not to let my thoughts circle back to Axel and that night in the forest. The pack runs were over, but thinking about that night still made me feel hot and brought a flush to my skin. Even now my core was wet just at the thought of it.The forest was supposed to be the last time; that’s what I told myself every day after that; that’s what I promised myself. But promises had a way of crumbling when Axel was involved. No matter where I went, he seemed to find me. No matter how much I tried to resist, I kept finding myself giving in. It wasn’t just the forest. There was the time by the stream when he caught me washing the dirt off my hands after gard