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Chapter 5 Marked as His

Word Count: 1026    |    Released on: 17/04/2025

le's

burned into me l

hatred. Their sus

e reason-I

agged me forward, his fingers digging int

silver burns and wolfsbane poiso

iation? That

ough the murmurs like a blade

enc

en

stepped forward, his lip curling in

ened at the na

but I had embraced. A cu

low, deliberate. "Y

's a threat. A rogue. You ex

Konan said, his voice

The pack shifted, restless, but

en

d hair stepped forward, her arms crossed behind her back, in fear, but I think it was

xed against my arm.

e sure?" the w

eyes gleaming with something dark.

gripped the back of my neck, forci

snarled, st

en, he said to the pack, "she wil

turned

o

hat that

wolf could be bound to a

h or a forc

fuse to

s," I hissed, twi

s breath hot against

xploded in my neck as his

nto chaos. But I d

oment, something

up. And she

lver in my bloodstream, Vixin

iquid fire. I felt her rage and her dete

t, my muscles tensing

y neck tightened,

ger in contr

ce. He grunted, his grip loosening, and I took advantage of the momen

and I saw the surprise, the

" he growled, his eye

coursed through me, and I was r

in my throat. The pack took a ste

a snarl, and he lunged

deadly. The pack erupted into chaos, their

of hope. Maybe, just maybe, I could break f

I had to focu

ements. I fought with every ounce of strength I

tense, the outcom

ear: I would not go

a whirlwind of claws

ugh me, sharper than silv

time in days,

pivoting on my heel, and raked my claws across his ribs. Blood bloom

pped from his th

thunder, laced with the weight of an Alpha's

wled in

NO

till. My breath came in ragged gasps as I fought against it, but t

en eyes burning. "You fought well, little wol

e struck a brutal, prec

orld

wallowed m

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, shackled to the wall of a dimly lit chamber. The

, arms crossed, his e

," he sai

st the chains.

o.

e was f

teeth. "The

e stepped closer, his fingers brushing the mark on

creaked

sted blade and a bowl of dar

d ma

a whisper. "You're mine now, Rue

ddenly bit i

nd everythin

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