Marked Twice by the Alpha King novel Chapter 21

Chapter 21

Ava’s POV

1 bit my lip hard as the sensation intensified, every nerve ending on fire. The mark wasn’t just causing pain anymore–it was transmitting every touch, every sensation between them.

My wolf thrashed wildly inside me as wave after wave of unwanted feelings flooded through our connection.

I curled up tight on the floor, fighting to stay quiet as their intimate moments invaded my mind and body. Every caress, every kiss, every whisper–all forced upon me through this twisted bond.

“Stop,” I whispered, tears streaming down my face. “Make it stop.”

But the mark didn’t care about my pleas. It had done its job too well, binding us so completely that even his rejection couldn’t sever the connection.

I could feel his fingers tracing patterns on her skin. Could taste the salt of her skin on my tongue. Could hear every sound, every word that should have been private.

You’re so beautiful, Sophia.

His words hit me like a punch to the gut. I dragged myself to the bed, burying my face in the covers to muffle my misery. My body betrayed me, responding to the phantom sensations even as my mind recoiled in horror.

I pressed my face deeper into the mattress, desperate to block everything out. My tears soaked through the fabric as the sensations built, his movements growing more urgent.

I rubbed at the mark until my skin went raw. The physical discomfort was nothing compared to the emotional torture of experiencing every moment of their intimacy against my will.

She gets everything while I get this hell.

Each movement sent waves of torment through my body. I gripped the sheets, twisting them between my fingers as I fought for any distraction from this violation.

When he reached his peak, the explosion of sensation nearly knocked me unconscious. I muffled my cry against the mattress, my body convulsing as the mark burned white–hot against my neck. Pleasure and pain twisted together until I couldn’t separate them anymore.

I collapsed, trembling and gasping, as sweat and tears mingled on my skin.

“Just let me die,” I whispered, curling around myself as another wave of their shared bliss hit me.

Just when I thought I’d break for good–when I was sure my mind would shatter–something shifted within the mark.

The golden threads suddenly flared to life like tiny lightning bolts beneath my skin. They pulsed and began spreading through the silver–white mark like cracks in ice.

Heat bloomed from those golden lines, but not the searing pain from before. This warmth felt like sunshine after a storm, like a shield rising up to protect

1. me.

The silver connection to Jackson dimmed as the gold brightened, creating a barrier between us. The sensations faded until they were distant echoes rather than immediate torture.

Relief washed over me as the gold threads continued their advance. They reminded me of Blake’s touch–how his fingers against my mark had sent warmth instead of pain through me.

As the golden threads worked their magic, the pain receded enough for exhaustion to claim me. I tumbled into darkness, grateful for any escape.

I found myself in Moonlight Lodge’s top–floor suite where Blake and I had first kissed. But this wasn’t memory–this was something else entirely. Everything felt heightened, more vivid, more real than reality itself.

Moonlight poured through the windows, painting the room silver. A fire crackled in the hearth, casting dancing shadows across the walls. The air smelled of pine after rainfall and burning cedar–Blake’s scent, but stronger, more alluring.

He stood watching me, weating a black button–down shirt, half–open to reveal his chest. His dark hair looked tousled, his storm–cloud eyes now molten gold

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His mouth claimed mine in a hungry kiss that had nothing to do with caution. His body pressed mine against the wall, not an inch of space between us as his tongue swept into my mouth.

I felt the mark change beneath his touch, silver fading as gold took its place. The sensation was incredible–pleasure so intense I could hardly stand it.