Marked Twice by the Alpha King novel Chapter 32

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Chapter 32: Someone Nobody Saw Coming

My mother’s voice vanished from my head, leaving me alone with the warm, drugged woman curled against me. Ava had finally passed out, her face slack with sedations as she slumped against my shoulder

I let out a breath I didn’t know I’d been holding. Part relieved, part.. something I didn’t want to name.

Bass, were hete, Tyler called from outside. “Need a hand?

„pot fer,” I said, my voice sharper than intended. The mere ilsight of anyone else’s hands on Ava maile my wolf bristle like a damn teenager

night au hit me as I pushed the door open–cold and clarifying. I shifted Ava’s weight, suprised again by low someone who fought like a demon could

ight. As I stepped out, she muzzled into my neck, her lips accidentally grazing my throat.

claim her right there in the street.

My eyes flashed hot gold before I could stop them, I hit my cheek until I tested copper, fighting the wolf that wanted to claim

“Jesus Christ,” I muttered, “Get a grip. She’s Lucas’s teacher, she works for nr. The excuse sounded hollow even to my own ears. The truth was far money disturbing – she was half my age, bom a disgraced family, with my enemy’s mark on her neck. Everything about wanting her was wrong. Forbidden. And that Jonly made my wall want her more.

1 sdug through her combat gear one–handed until I found a key tucked in a hidders pocket. The lack clicked open with a soft smick, and I stepped into

The leone smelled wrong–full of fears and worry, Sarah Rivers‘ scent lingered, but hours old.

“Nice patenting,” I growled under my breath. “Your kid doesn’t come home and you, what, po hat hopping?

I followed Ava’s scent upstairs, each step testing my control as her sleeping form pressed against me, her mark pulsing silver and gold just at the edge of my

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Het bedusom door swung open, and I froze. Like stepping into her head..

Combat medals and certificates plastered the walls—not displayed for show, but stacked like necessary proof, Battle–wors trophies lined a shell. A weapons tack held daggers and short swords that had seen teal use, not just practier.

Her desk told the real story tactical manuals covered in notes with letters that sometimes flipped and twisted. A dyslexic fighter who’d clawed her way up through sheet stubbornness.

But it was the photos that caught me. One showed William with his arm around a teenage Ava, both grinning with matching dimples I’d never seen on her. Another showed her mid laugh with that friend of hers, Ella, looking young and unburdened.

fixa stirred in my arms, her fingers tracing lazy patterns on my chest that sent heat straight to places it shouldn’t go.

The golden threads in her mark seemed to answer my wolf, brightening as if reaching for me.

drugged, you ass,‘ I told myself, stepping back, “What kind of sick fuck would I be?

on the bed and tacked the covers around her, backing away i

y immediately. I turned to leave when war fingers wrapped around my wrist with

Ja ees were half open, unfocused but somehow finding mine in the dark,

the shitpeted, voce small and raw

I took everything I had to gently untangle her fingers. Tomorrow, warrior,‘ I managed, voice like gravel.

fait, shutting the door with a quiet click, feeling like Ed just outrun a forest fire.

chamber night at no

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y elder and family rep was already seated, my mother Victoria at the right hand of my emply

Chapter 32 Someone Nobody Saw Coming

Tifteen minutes we’ve been waiting, Blake,” she said, all ier and judgment.

I pointed to the moonlight timepiece. “Meeting was called for noon. It’s noon.”

Before I could tell her where to stick her lecture, Sophia jumped up with that peacemaker smile of hers. “Dad, we were just talking about wedding stuff.”

Victoria’s face softened instantly. “Sophia’s always so considerate.”

Sophia tugged jackson to his feet. ‘Daddy, Jackson wants to run something by you.”

Jackson dipped his head like a good little subordinate. “Sir, I think we should invite the three Northern packs to the wedding. It would strengthen our position up north.”

Sophia beamed while Jackson smiled, a quick calculation flashing behind his eyes that my daughter completely missed.

I caught Lucas squirming in his chair, his eyes darting to the door every few seconds like he was expecting someone. Victoria noticed too.

“Sit still,” she hissed. “Alpha blood doesn’t fidget like common wolves.”

He crushed his combat training yesterday,” I cut in “Cut him some slack.”

Before she could snap back, the doors swung open, Amber Collins swept in wearing formal medical robes, her golden–brown hair braided exactly used to wear hers. Tyler followed, catching my eye with a look that said we needed to talk.

I shifted away. “Meetings in session. First up–Shadow Creek border situation.”

Throughout the briefing. Amber kept pulling Elizabeth moves. Suggesting policies Elizabeth would have backed. Leaning in too close with documents. Even wearing some herb concoction that mimicked my dead wife’s scent. She kept dropping little “remember when Elizabeth and you handled that wolf territory dispute bombs like I wouldn’t notice.

During a break, Victoria stool up. “We’re having family dinner tonight. To celebrate Sophia’s engagement and Lucas’s training.”

She turned to me. Amber will join us, of course. As our medical chief and family friend.“