บททั้งหมดของ Possessed by His Mark: บทที่ 31 - บทที่ 40

Aira’s POVCassandra’s sharp gaze landed on Amelia, her expression twisted in disbelief, as though Amelia had suddenly grown five heads. Her scornful glare spoke volumes. She was furious, not just at me but at Alexander’s sister for daring to stand against her.I glanced around nervously, taking in the scene unfolding around us. The tension in the air was suffocating, and everyone’s expressions mirrored the chaos in my heart.Alexander stood in the background, his brows furrowed as if caught in an internal struggle. He looked unsure—hesitating, debating whether to intervene or stay out of it. Meanwhile, Alpha Gideon lingered on the sidelines, watching the confrontation with unsettling unconcern. He didn’t lift a finger to stop what was happening, letting his daughter run the show. It made my blood boil.Cassandra’s voice broke through my thoughts, commanding everyone’s attention. “You are of noble status,” she began, her tone dripping with disdain.My eyes snapped back to her as sh

Alexander’s POVI was in the pack house, busy with paperwork, when the door suddenly swung open. The healer walked in, their face slightly pale but determined. "Alpha, I am here to report to you that the Omega is pregnant," they announced.For a moment, my mind froze, and my eyes widened in shock. I shot up from my chair so quickly that the papers I was reading slipped from my hands and scattered across the floor. My heart raced uncontrollably, hammering against my chest as if it were about to break free.I tried to keep my emotions in check, to appear calm and unaffected, but it was impossible. Excitement surged through me like a storm. "Is it true?" I asked, my voice sharper than intended. "Are you absolutely sure? Are you telling me the truth?"The healer nodded firmly, their expression unwavering. It was as if they could see through my tough exterior to the whirlwind of emotions beneath. Still, I couldn’t believe it. Was this real? Or was my mind playing tricks on me?The healer,

Alexander’s POVThe door suddenly swung open, and I instinctively thought it was one of the warriors or guards arriving to deliver their weekly report. That was standard protocol, and I wasn’t expecting anything different. However, when I looked up, my sister, Amelia, stormed into the room instead.“Alexander, we need to talk,” she said. Her tone was sharp, laced with anger that was hard to miss. It wasn’t the first time I’d seen her like this, but it was never a welcome sight.I let out a deep breath, forcing myself to stay calm. The last thing I needed was to let her frustration get to me. Instead, I leveled my gaze at her, trying to maintain composure. “What is it?” I asked evenly, keeping my tone as neutral as possible.Amelia didn’t waste a second. She marched closer, her face twisted with anger, and slammed her hand down onto the table in front of me. The sound echoed in the room, underscoring her fury. “I’m very outraged at what Cassandra did,” she hissed, her teeth gritted. Th

Alexander’s POVWhen the door closed, my eyes instinctively locked onto hers. In that fleeting moment, her beauty, resting there, held so many emotions within me, almost as if they were shouting things she couldn’t say out loud.The intensity of it was unsettling. As I stared, I could feel something inside me stir, a strange and unfamiliar sensation that caught me completely off guard. My chest tightened, and my heartbeat quickened like it was trying to escape my ribcage.What the hell is happening to me? Why is my heart racing like this?“What the fuck is this?” I muttered under my breath, the words slipping out before I could stop them. I cursed myself repeatedly, wanting to punch something—no, wanting to punch myself.I was about to leave when she called me."A-Alexander?"She was awake. I turned around and asked how she was doing.My eyes darted downward, and I noticed how close our hands were. They weren’t touching, but it was close enough that I could almost feel the warmth of

Chapter 39Aira's POVMy eyes widened as he suddenly kissed me.There was a hint of desire in the way his lips moved against mine. I felt his hand trailing down my body, slow and deliberate, until it rested on my waist. His touch was firm yet somehow gentle, as though he was claiming something that wasn’t his to take. There was meaning in the way he held me—something I couldn’t quite place but could definitely feel. My body, on the other hand, betrayed me. My knees went weak, my legs wobbled, and a strange, almost uncontrollable sensation washed over me. I felt like I was about to give in, completely losing myself in the moment.I almost forgot to fight back. My mind faltered, my thoughts blurred, and for a fleeting moment, I didn’t know how to react. I should’ve been pushing him away. I should’ve been resisting, standing my ground, and letting him know that this wasn’t okay. Deep down, I knew this wasn’t right. I felt his hand squeeze my body, and chills ran down my spine from the