Marked Twice by the Alpha King novel Chapter 137

Marked Twie

Chapter 137

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“Don’t waste energy in that Rivers girl, sweetie, Martha said, patting Sophia’s arm. Her smile didnt reach her ice cold eyes. “Test desuged goods some threw away.

Vanessa flipped her hair, snorting. Right? Jackson picked it, not her died, it’s gross watching her comel back to him again

Something clicked in Sophia’s brain. She whipped toward Vanessa, her smile vanishing. Hold up–ngal?”

Vanessa Blinked. “What‘

“You said again. Like they had something before.”

Vanessa opened her mouth, but Martha’s claws suddenly dug into her wrist, making

or the younger woman yelp.

“Oh, ignore her,” Martha laughed, the sound like nails on a chalkboard. “Wine talking.” She shot Vanessa a look that screamed shut up in universal wolf language.

Vanessa’s face went tomato–red. “Yeah, totally misspoke. Too many drinks“ Her smile was plastic, but her eyes held secrets.

Bullshit. Sophia glanced back at jackson, who was still fixated on where Ava had disappeared, his nose twitching slightly–trying to catch lingering traces of

d the growl building in her throat and turned back with a sugar–sweet smile. “We should totally hang out sometime. Girl time, you know?”

swallowed.

Martha and Vanessa perked up like puppies offered treats. “We’d love that,” Martha gushed, her eyes calculating every advantage.

“Great, Ill contact you guys later. Maybe Moonlight Lounge?”

Their eyes widened–no wolf got into that exclusive Silverpeak hotspot without Alpha clearance. An invite from the Alpha King’s daughter was social gold.

Before they could start planning outfits, Sophia slipped away toward Jackson. He was so zoned out she had to physically touch his shoulder to register on

his radar

I need to crash for a bit,” she said quietly

He nodded vaguely, eyes still drifting toward the exit. The pain on his face stoked the anger simmering under Sophia’s skin, but she locked down her scent, keeping her emotions hidden.

enter her w

voice. I’m talking to you.”

son,” she said, letting a thread of Morgan power enter

“Jackson,”

He blinked, finally seeing her. “Sorry, what?”

I’m tired. Can we find somewhere to chill?!

He studied her face, reality finally clicking, He raked fingers through his hair, taking a deep breath that screamed I’m huling something

“Yeah, sure. My old roum’s upstairs. I’ve gotta finish this ceremony crap, though.“

Chapter 137

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Sperra head back down, he said, thumb grasing her threk but syai never quite meeting hert. ‘Make yourself at hom

The second his footsteps faded, Sophia’s well woke up that primal part that needed to be, to find threats, fe protect what was here.

She sat on his bed, scanning the room. Not many personal photos, typical for wolves–except one picture frame on the nightstand with kinempe clearly

She picked it up, heart, thumping Jackson with half a photo, the other person surgically removed. Her fingers traced the jeed edge where someone else should be

Ava? It had to be. But why He? Jackson was supposed to be her person, her future. And Ava–shed saved Sophia’s life in that cellar. Friends didn’t he to each other.

But yesterday, seeing Jackson grah Ava’s wrist, touching her neck like he used it… her wolf had bowled a warning.

She couldn’t sit still. She popped open his dresser drawers, rifling through old t–shirts and gym shorts. An Alphar’s fiancée deserves the truth, she told herself.

Nothing but teenage leftovers. The nightstand yielded the same–just normal junk plus a silver knife (weird for a werewolf to own and some herbal potions

Frustrated, she headed for the bathroom. Her wolf pushed her forward, insistent,