Marked Twice by the Alpha King novel Chapter 38

Chapter 38: Need to Get That Top Off

“Lucas! Put those claws away! This isn’t the wild on a full moon night!”

Sophia’s voice cracked through the air like a whip. I froze mid–stance, suddenly aware we had an audience. She stood on the stone steps at the edge of the training grounds, bait catching the afternoon sun. How long had she been watching us?

Lucas’s face went ghost white, the golden wolf glow instantly snuffed out. His claws slid back with that soft shik sound as pure terror crawled across his face.

“Awa…” his voice shrank in almost nothing. My wolf wouldn’t listen. It just came out. His eyes went glassy with tears he was fighting like hell not to shed.

through my combat gear like wet paper. But looking at this kid–this terrified little boy trapped in a body that could kill–1 couldn’t bring myself to make it worse.

Tie bloomed across my back where his claws had to

1 dropped to his level, pushing past the bum. “Hey, every wolf cub screws up while learning the ropes. Your juice is stronger than most, so the control part’s

“Dad s gonna kill me… His voice bottomed out, real fear flashing in those stormy eyes.

I ruffled his hair. “Your dad definitely lost his shit before he was ten. There’s not an Alpha in history who hasn’t clawed something they shouldn’t have.”

Hope flickered across his face. “For real? You won’t tell him 1 wigged out again?”

Warriors secret.” I squeered his shoulder, fighting to keep my face neutral despite the warm trickle down my spine. “Now go get Hunter and wash off that training funk. Real warriors know when to chill too.”

Lucas swiped at his face, shoulders straightening a bit. “Thanks for not freaking, Awa. He took off toward the house, Hunter padding after him with one last golden–eyed glance my way.

I stood carefully, teeth gritted against the fresh wave of pain that sliced through me.

Sophia crossed the yard, silver cloth in hand. “Your blood’s gonna draw every stray wolf within miles. She held out the fabric. “This’ll mask some of it, at

I took it, eyeing her warily. “Didn’t peg the Alpha’s daughter for a training session stalker.”

She tilted her head, those silver–blue eyes–so like her father’s–catching the light. “Lucas hasn’t shut up about you for days. Had to see who actually got my little tornado to focus for more than five minutes.”

I gathered my gear

everyone expects”

ir one–handed, keeping pressure on

sure on my wound with the other. “He’s a good kid. Just needs someone to actually see him, not the mini–Alpha

Something like guilt flashed across her face. Few years back, I was with him constantly. Now…” She sighed. “Wedding stuff eats up everything. Sometimes

My mark twinged at her words, but I kept my poker face. “Lucas doesn’t need 24/7. Five quality minutes beats hours of half–assed attention.”

Sophia studied me, head slightly corked. “You’re really not what I expected, Ava Rivers.”

I shouldried my bag, feeling blood soaking through my suit. “Better jet. This marked blood’s gonna be a magnet for trouble.”

Her eyes dropped to my back, widening, “Holy shit! Are his claws that sharp already?” She grabbed my arm. “I’ve got herbs for that. Without t

treatment, you’ll be sporting some nasty permanent souvenirs.”

tried pulling forg. Tvr patched up worse back in Shadow Cjerk. Nothing some bootleg meds can’t fix.“

Sophia’s grip stayed form. “This isn’t some regular scratch. Morgan blood claws need special treatment. If you lose fighting juice because my brother sliced you up, my father’s gonna have question.”

DATE ME.

wave of dizziness crashed overt

Sophia guided me through

the wound apparently deeper than I’d thought. “Tine. Make it quick. Gotta check on my moms tonight.”

manor hack entrance, avoiding the main hallways. “Dad’s stuck in elder council meetings all day. Wilson’s riding herd on

The box opened, releasing a scent that partially drowned out Jacksons, giving me a second to breathe.

She rummaged around, producing herbs and a deep blue shirt with silver embroidery.