Marked Twice by the Alpha King novel Chapter 48

ophia nodded and slipped out, but not before Jackson pulled her back for one more kiss. He whispered something in her ear that made her blush crimson before she hurried away. The moment the door clicked shut, the temperature in the room seemed to drop ten degrees.

‘Playing house pet for Blake suits you.” [ Jackson’s voice lost all its warmth. “Makes you almost respectable.”

1 slung my gym bag over my shoulder. “If you don’t have anything useful to say, I’m out. Sarah needs me.”

“Poor Sarah,” he said with exaggerated concern. “How’s she doing with those northern herbs I brought? Working their magic?

“Drop the concerned act,” I snapped. “We both know you only showed up to manipulate her, Make me the bad guy for not falling at your feet.”

He shrugged one shoulder, leaning against the equipment rack. “Can’t a guy worry about a wolf going through mate–separation? That pain’s no joke.”

“Spare me.” I rolled my eyes. “What’s next–paying Wilson to make my life hell? Oh wait, you already did that.”

own issues with you. Maybe he just sees what Sophia

Something flashed across his face–surprise?-before his mask slipped back into place. “Wilson has his own is dorin L

Chapter 49: Going To Be Family

“And what exactly would that be?” I challenged,

“A rejected mate playing both sides.” He stepped closer. “Getting cozy with Blake while your mark still carries my signature.”

I stood my ground. “You lost any right to that mark when you traded me for a political marriage.”

Speaking of trading up… His eyes narrowed. “Blakes got you wrapped around his finger, doesn’t he? Tell me, do you think of him when you’re alone at night?”

Heat rushed to my face. “What the hell are you talking about?”

“Come on, Ava.” His voice dropped low. “Your mark is changing. Gold threads creeping through my silver. Only happens one way–another Alpha’s influence.

“That’s just your mark fading,” I shot back, fingers instinctively brushing my neck. “Because you broke the bond.”

He laughed–a short, harsh sound. “Marks don’t lie, sweetheart. Especially fated mate marks. Your wolf knows who you belong to, even if you’re playing hard to get.

I moved toward the door. “We’re done here.

His hand shot out, grabbing my wrist and yanking me backward. Before I could react, he had me pinned against the wall, his body blocking any escaple

“Get your hands off me!” I growled, struggling against his grip

I twisted, trying to knee him where it counts, but he pressed closer, using his weight to immobilize me.

*Remember how it felt?” His lips brushed my ear, sending an unwanted shiver down my spine. “When I’d touch your mark and you’d melt? Let’s see if that connection’s still there.”

His fingers inched toward my neck. I jerked my head away, but his other hand caught my jaw, forcing me to face him.

mouth says no, but this- his thumb brushed just below my mark, this doesn’t lie.”