Marked Twice by the Alpha King novel Chapter 115

Chapter 115

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ward the dance area, his hand muting her with

“Tine.” I agreed shooils, allowing Amber in

in pull me toward the e

edge of the dance flone.

In the center of the clearing. Ava moved with natural grace that mi wildest parts of our well souls. She kept careful distance from Steven,

Hier movements were both powerful and floid, the wartier x strength showing in every controlled motion, titlar malves were noticing tos, male gemi

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attention locked entirely on An

attract, her body moving encar

They say the moon ilance shomi’s tjue ferling,” Amber whispried. Thats why unmated wolves should be careful who they dance with “

| nodded automatically, watching as the music slowed and Steven leaned down to whiter something in Avayar. She nidded, and be peroned a quick tien tën by hand before saving something and walking away.

The relief in Avas posture was obvious. She waited until Steven disappeared into the crowd before slipping away toward the quiet terrace overlooking

Gotta go.” I said abruptly, pulling away f

from Ambers

“Blake?” Confusion filled her voice. The dance isn’t even over!”

was already moving, following Ava’s path, my wolf practically howling beneath my skin. Every step away from the crowd eased something tight in my chest, every inch closer to her feeling increasingly right.

I found her alone on the moonlit terrace, her face tilted upward to drink in the siber light. The moon transformed her dress into something magical, highlighting the strength in her shoulders and the curve of her neck where my mark waited beneath that strategic necklace.

Moving silently, I approached until I stood directly behind her, close enough to catch her scent–pine and wild berries and something uniquely Ava

She sensed someone but didn’t turn. Finally back?” she murmured, still gazing up. This moonlight is beautiful…”

She thought I was Steven. The mistake sent a thrill through me. Instead of correcting her, I let my fingers brush lightly against her bare shoulder, trailing

down to her arm.

The instant my skin touched hers, electricity sparked between us, the mark connection flaring hot and demanding.

around, eyes wi

widening

g when she saw me instrad of my nephew: “Blake?”

Before she could say another word, I pulled her against me, one hand settling at her waist while the other capped her cheek. The moon’s, magic make everything more intrise–her scent, the heat between in, the mark’s insistent pull.

From the moment we touched, our wolves recupy each other, fighting to get closer. I could feel her mark burning beneath the aver pendant, gold threads pulsing with her racing heart

“I thought you were Steven..” whispered, eyra darkening with confusion and want,

“Forget him,” I growled, voice dropping low, revealing how close my woll was to taking over.

And then I was kissing her, claiming her youth with all the hunger I’d been holding back. It had only been days since that night, but it felt like months of torture: Her taste–sweet and wild and perfect–filled my semes as the world around us disappeared unto nothing