Marked Twice by the Alpha King novel Chapter 95

Chapter 95

A POV

“You sure they be still out cold tue of the hired solves leaned against the bars, squinting at our motionles forms through the darkness,

Monough to keep them under fit at least twelve hours, his companim replied with a nasty grin. Tspecially two little females,

1 ke pertly stall, forcing my breathing to remain slow and steady despite the rage building in my chest. Firle females. If these assholes knew what I was capable of, they wouldn’t be so sang

“Brock said it has to be tonight.” the first well fidgeted with a blade, turning it so the allure edge caught what little light filtered into dungeon

Instructions were clear the warrier hitch dies, and she needs to ke

Gotta bring back the well fan necklace a proot, his partner reminded him. The mention of my necklace–Dad gift on my first successful bunt–made my Hood bil

“What about the blonde princess?

“Just a bonus,” the wolf’s grin widened, revealing unnaturally sharp canines. “Rest a few hours. We’ll finish when they wake up. Always more satisfying to watch your pres squirm.”

Their footsteps faded, followed by the heavy groan of metal as the iron door slammed shut. I waited, counting my heartbeats until I was certain they were gone, then slowly opened my eyes.

The silver chains burned against my skin like acid, but I’d learned to push past the pain. I looked down at Sophia, still unconscious on my lap, her golden hair matted with ditt. Her pulse was steadier than before, breathing more regular,

I gently wiped sweat from her forehead with the torn edge of my shirt. Her eyelids fluttered slightly, a good sign she was fighting through the venom 1 effects At lept I wouldn’t be facing this alone

Moments later, Sophia stirred with a pained moan, struggling through the fog of venom like swimming through mud. Finally, her blue eyes opened, clouded

with monfusion and fear.

Her voice cracked, dry as autumn leaves. Where where are we?

“We’re in trouble,” I said simply, keeping my voice level despite the anxiety grawing at my insides.

Sophia tried to sit up, only to let out a sharp cry when the silver chains made contact with her skin.

“Goddess!! She stared in horror at the angry red marks on her wrists, then back at me. “Are these… silver chains

“We were attacked,‘ I explained, eyes continuously scanning our prison for any advantage, any weakness. Someone ambushed us.”

“My father……… Teats gathered in her eyes. “Hell find us, right?”

Something in her voice–the raw vulnerability–made my chest tighten. Blake’s fierce, confident daughter reduced to this frightened girl. She didn’t deserve any of this.

“I tried to mindlink Tyler, but these chains are blocking my abilities, I admitted, hating how helpless 1 sounded.

“Mindlink…” Sophia marmured thoughtfully. “We could try to link with each other.”

I looked at her in surprise. “You mean… between us?”

Internal connections are easier than extenual ones, she explained, her voice weak but determined.

“Worth a shot,” I nodded, meeting her eyes directly. “If it works, we can at least communicate without them heating us.”

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Chapter 95

We pressed our foreheads together, closing our eyes to concentrate on forming a mental bridge. At first, there was nothing but static, jumbled thoughts crashing against each other. But slowly, like threads being semen inte fatale, a connection began to form.

Can you hear me? Sophia’s voice whispered through my mind, faint as wind through leaves,

Yes, barely, but Fcan hear wea, I responded, startled by the intimacy of the connection.

“It wmkel,” Sophia smiled weakly as she opened her eyes. At least we’re not completely alone.”

“You’re tougher than I gave you credit for, Miss Morgan,” I said honestly, feeling the distance between us shrink,

mestly,

are they planning to do with us? Sophia asked through our new link, miti

new link, meniding speaking almal where guards might heat.

I den i want to scare you, I admitted, but from ulur / brand, they re planning to kill us.

Third Person POV

Jackson had been explicit in his instructions to Brock: have some wandering Omegas kidnap Ava and hold her captive, but don’t harm her.

“Trust

scare her, dont actually hurt her, Jackson had emphasized. T’ll come rescue her myself”

“Once I save her, she’ll be so grateful shell crawl right back to me, Jackson had smiled confidently. “Even with Sophia as my angle, I can’t pass up the taste of my fated mate.”

“Oh, and don’t mark up her face,” Jackson had added as an afterthought. “I like it the way it is.”

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Brock h

had his own agenda

Each night, be arranged stolen items belonging to Serena on his bedside table–her training gloves, headbands, photographs. His obsession with her had grown to pathological proportions, though she’d never spared him a second glance.

Serena only had eyes for the strongest warriors and wolves of status. Brock was merely one of lackson’s ordinary Betas, not worthy of her attention.

He’d heard Serena curse Ava countless times, calling het ‘Shadow Creek’s disgrace” and “the tractors daughter unworthy of being a warrior.” In his twisted mind, Brock reasoned that eliminating Serena’s most hated rival would finally earn her gratitude–perhaps even her affection.

“Kill the Rivers bitch and tell her she’s dying for Serena Evans, Brock had instructed the hired wolves. “Bring me her wolf fang necklace and leave no evidence connecting me or lackson.”

By the time Jackson arrived in the morning for his planned “rescue, it would be too late. All blame would fall on nameless hired wolves who would be long

In his office at Blackwood Manos, Blake’s Alpha energy had become nearly tangible, making the air heavy and difficult to breathe

“Say it again, Tyler,” Blakes voice was dangerously low. “You let my daughter and Ava leave on their own?”

rstood at attention, cold sweat beading on his forehead. They insisted on dining privately. Sophia said we only needed to wait outside.“