All Chapters of Possessed by His Mark: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

Aira’s POVAlexander didn’t care about me, and from the very beginning, I knew that’s just how he was.But still, what was I expecting from him? I was disappointed, honestly. I wanted to ask him if he was the one who had been next to me last night.I knew it was him. But I also knew he wouldn't admit it.I was startled when the door suddenly opened. At first, I thought it was just another maid.There were so many maids and servants here, coming in to bring me food. I was locked in this room, and even though I wanted to escape, I knew they wouldn’t let me. They would just lock me up again.But when I looked up, I was shocked by who I saw.It was Alexander.I stood up in surprise, stumbling over my words as I called his name. "W-What are you doing here?" I asked, my voice shaky.He didn’t answer my question. Instead, he closed the door behind him and locked it.“I came here to check on you. What are you doing?” he said, his voice cold. There was no emotion in his tone. It was so flat, i

Alexander’s POVI left them behind. Aira had finally agreed to the injection of the drug. With that settled, I headed to my main office in the pack house. My desk was piled high with responsibilities—handling official business was never an easy task. There were countless issues to address, especially concerning the finances and food supply of my tribe. These were problems that couldn’t wait.While I was buried in paperwork, a sudden knock at the door interrupted me."Alpha Alexander," came a voice from the other side."Come in," I said firmly, not even looking up yet.The door creaked open, and I saw it was the healer. He stepped inside, carrying a report in his hand. Without wasting a moment, he handed it over to me. I immediately took it and scanned through the details."The injection of the drug into the Omega was successful," he reported.I couldn’t help but smirk at the news. "Good. Did she resist?" I asked, leaning back in my chair."Not at all," the healer replied. "Althoug

Aira’s POVI was locked away in a room—Alexander’s orders, no doubt. It had become my prison, my cage. For three days now, I had been confined here, left to deal with the silence and the overwhelming pain coursing through my body.On the third day, as I sat in the darkness, a sound broke through the stillness—a noise outside the door.I froze, listening intently. It had been days since I heard anything aside from my own breathing. Alexander hadn’t bothered to check on me, not even once. He threw me in here and walked away as if I didn’t exist. And me? I was left to cope with the aftermath of everything he’d done. The drug that was injected into me left me worst with the side effects, and my body was wracked with pain. The horror of it, though, was the sharp ache between my legs. It was unbearable, I was sore. It felt as though I had been broken.But Alexander didn’t care. He never cared. All I was to him was a temporary distraction, someone to use and discard. And knowing that—i

Aira’s POVWhen Amelia took me out of my room with several servants, they led me to a serene garden. This place was breathtaking, filled with vibrant flowers of all colors and scents so fresh and calming that it felt like a small escape from reality.Amelia told me she needed to leave for a while. She said she had to talk to Alexander. I tried to stop her. “You don’t have to go,” I said, my voice carrying a hint of desperation. But she insisted. There was a firmness in her tone that left no room for argument. So, reluctantly, I let her go.Now, here I am, waiting in one of the chairs nestled in the garden. My eyes wandered as I tried to distract myself from worrying about how the conversation might unfold. But as soon as I spotted Amelia walking back, I knew something was wrong. Her face was stormy, her expression dark with anger. It was as if whatever conversation she had with Alexander had gone terribly wrong.She didn’t say anything right away. Instead, she sat beside me, letting

Aira’s POVI couldn’t shake off the discomfort I felt while dancing with Alpha Gideon. It was such an odd sensation, almost like my body was trying to resist the situation, even though my mind told me there was nothing to worry about. To my surprise, he was every bit a gentleman during our dance. His movements were careful, his hands placed respectfully on my waist—just as one would expect during a formal dance. He didn’t make any inappropriate gestures, nor did he say anything invasive.Still, I couldn’t understand why being near him made me so uneasy. It wasn’t fear, exactly, but more like the weight of his presence was pressing on me. His gaze never left me, yet it wasn’t overbearing or predatory. He simply watched me with a soft smile that felt oddly sincere. I had expected Alpha Gideon to be commanding, perhaps even bossy, but to my surprise, he wasn’t.As the music slowed and our dance came to an end, he suddenly asked me a question that caught me off guard.“I’m curious abou