All Chapters of Marked by the Alpha: Mated to the cursed twins : Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

Lunette POVI panicked when Zarek turned to leave. I wasn’t ready for him to go. Not like this.  “Wait!” I cried out with my voice louder than I intended, and I reached for his hand without thinking. My fingers wrapped around his wrist, holding him in place. He froze, his muscles tense beneath my touch. His eyes darted down to where our hands met, then back to my face. “Lunette...” he muttered.  “Please,” I said softly, trying to keep my voice steady. “Don’t go.” His eyes searched mine, and for a moment, I thought he might pull away. But then, he exhaled a long breath and gave a small, almost imperceptible nod.  “All right,” he said quietly, his voice barely audible.  Relieved, I released his wrist and stepped back, my heart pounding as I tried thinkin

Lunette POVZarek was off the couch in the blink of an eye; I barely noticed when he moved past me until he had the maid in a chokehold against the door. I shivered in fear, confused at what to do; he grabbed her by the scruff of her neck, and she whimpered, her hands falling to her side as Zarek squeezed. "Zarek, stop."“She saw too much,” he growled, his voice low and dangerous. His eyes had darkened; they were now hard and cold—nothing like the vulnerable man I’d just been kissing. My stomach dropped as the weight of his words hit me. “What are you saying?” He didn’t respond immediately, but the sharpness in his jaw and the flicker of rage in his eyes made it clear what he was considering. My panic surged. “No,” I said firmly, stepping in front of him when his hands tightened around her neck. “Zarek, no.” I whispered sharply, my pulse beating erratically in my throat; it felt like my chest would collapse under the weight of everything that had just happened.Zarek’s breathing

Zarek PoVThe library was suffocating and way too quiet after she had left, as though the air itself had just stilled for no reason, leaving me suffocating in the absence. The scent of old paper and Lunette’s lingering scent did nothing to calm my thoughts. Leaning back against the chair, I ran a hand through my hair, tugging at the strands as if that would somehow pull the chaos from my mind. I sat there for what felt like hours, replaying every moment of what had just happened between us, the way her lips had felt against mine, the warmth of her touch when she clung to me—it had been all too real.I’d told her to leave; it was the best way to protect her—protect us both—the best way that I could think of.And then she was gone.But the moment she walked away, regret hit me like a punch to the gut.  ne.  I shouldn’t have kissed her. 

Lunette POV The words hung in the air like poison, each one of them slicing through me with cruelty I couldn't believe existed. I tried not to let it bother me, but that didn't seem to be working. "Whore." They repeated, and I struggled not to flinch. "She’s not even trying to hide it." I stood there, my hands trembling as I clutched the pruning shears I had been using in my garden, a place that was my solitude but yet seemed to have had all the peace drawn out of it through a thin straw; my breath stayed caught in my throat, thick and cloying.I looked down at my hands, the dirt beneath my nails and the shears in my grip blurring as tears welled in my eyes; the first instinct that screamed at me was to run, but my legs felt rooted to the ground. I wanted to confront them, to scream that they didn’t know me, that they didn’t understand. But the words caught in my throat, choked by the shame that I felt deep into my bones.But what would I say to them, that even though I was betro

Axel POV The familiar scent of the pack's castle hit me the moment I crossed the gates; the beta's was watching the gate, gave me a small nod, then looked away from me almost immediately. Gis face did something that I didn't have the energy to decode because I was too glad to be home at last, the blend of aged stone, pine from the forests, and the faint trace of wildflowers that reminded me of her—Lunette.My shoulders sagged in relief; it had been three days—after three grueling days patrolling the southern borders at my father's insistence. He didn't want Zarek to go because he couldn't be sure my brother would keep his mind about him, especially since it was already around the time of the month when he had his episodes.We didn't want him far from home either, or we could have gone together since my presence would keep him calm, but I couldn’t help feeling like I’d been sent away for reasons beyond the usual reason he had given to me. “She’s a disgrace,” someone muttered, and I f