Alpha’s Mark (Three lives Of A Witch)

"Where do you think you're going?" He asks freezing her legs on the railing that she's about to cross over. With a wary smile, she pulls out her leg on the floor and gulps in silence.

"Were you escaping?"

Of course, she was doing that, what's wrong with his eyes?. Clearly, fate doesn't favor her, all her hard work has gone to waste. It took her minutes to knit those sheets and more minutes to decide where she was going to tie them to as a guarantee of her weight.

"Mm," she sighs, frustrated at everything.

"Listen, buddy, as much as am loving the whole royal treatment I would love to be free of it as well. Look am no royal material and am certain somehow, somewhere a mistake has been made, I want an out of this" she informs, setting her feet for the railing only to be pulled back. Her eyes go up to grasp a heavy stare from him, his face tense and wrinkling up as he lifts her body off the floor with a single hand.

"You are going nowhere where not until I figure out who you are and how you got my mark, till then make here your home. "

She snorts out in a scowl face.

Who does he think he is? Her father or guardian to tell her what to do? He's insane, there's no way she's taking orders from him. He might be some fear king to the people in the palace but she's different, she holds no obligation to obey him.

"Look am tryna be polite here but you're making things difficult. I'm not one of your servants or subjects that you instruct on what they do and they obey. I do as I please and right now am leaving here, like it or not" she said walking to the main door.

She's done sneaking, she's leaving up front the main doors. Whoever dares should try and stop her and then they will see what she's made up.

"Don't you dare take another step towards that door" he warns to the stubborn ears that lead her feet to it. Just as her fingers are to lay on the doorknob, he grabs her shoulder and throws her on the bed. The anger he feels within her disrespect, had it been anyone in her position he would have thrown her body against the walls or best out the balcony to the hard ground.

"Are you insane" she scolds out. Up she guides her body on low groan to pain from his fingers pressed on her shoulder.

That's it, he asked for it. In decided mind, she chases her legs for the door again and as he's about to grab her off, she takes his hand and twirls it behind him. Smoothly she chuckles to the surprise on his face.

He did not expect her to have fight skills, but again it should be fun playing with her. Before she realizes it her hands are in a trap behind her back with his caging them, repeatedly she struggles to free off but his strength is more than hers.

Usually, such men don't scare him nor hold more power over her. She has been trained for every fight and at every battle of hers she has won, but he seems to be hard to conquer.

"Be a good little girl and be obedient " he said in a chuckle to her face that goes puff and red.

"No one calls me a little girl," she said after a back-kick at his jewel.

Down he goes with a low groan, he might be an immortal but a kick like that could ruin his future. Damn it, he sure took low on her, she's the devil.

"That does it, play time is over princess," he said standing upright. With just a rub of his fingers, her body goes still and in solitude.

"Hey, what have you done to me?" Her voice demands in several failing to move her body. The ability to will her feet has gone, still, she stands in watch of his damn lips smirking at her struggle.

Curse him

What the hell has he done to her, is he some sorcerer? No, didn't John claim he's some kind of wolf, so how did he do it? Are wolves now in possession of the powers of a witch?

" Undo it "

" Not until you learn to be good-mannered, your temper is no good for you" he cautions with a caress on her cheeks.

"Get your hands off me you ass hole. Undo me and I'll show you just how mannered I can be" she spits out loudly. Hard her gaze falls on him that takes a neat sit on the chair.

"Don't just sit there, undo this" she said in the direction of herself with her eyes. Once he frees her she's killing him no matter what, just he waits.

"You .."

Before the could protest her next word was caged within her mouth after another snap from him. Her lips still in all her trials to move wide, hard she goes to scream but no words are heard.

"Asshole" she curses him in her head, irritated that her speech has been held.

"That's how you are going to remain till my satisfaction. Be good " he informs with a decent walk out the door and a loud slam of it.

'Great, this is hell for sure. First, it was torture then prison now she is bound to one position with no speech.

What's next?

After minutes on her feet, her thoughts scan through for solutions to her situation. Hard her eyes roll to the detest and anger in her heart, if only she had powers like him then she would teach him a lesson he'll never forget.

But again what if he was pranking her? What if there was no spell cast on her? He's after all no witch so he sure doesn't possess such powers, in seconds of thought she decides to give it a try on her legs.

In close eyes she, her down lip folds in her mouth striking her teeth in it as she tries to move her leg. Slowly she loses her lashes in sight of her right leg up on a thin gap above the ground.

"Huh," she exclaims with hands on her mouth. Excitedly she opened the door for the stairs, not a second more did she wish to stay at such proms of weirdness. Haste her feet skip steps only to be pulled back by the sudden voices, curiously she leads her steps to the long corridor, and right at the first door, she halts her legs in quiet as she leans her ear on the door.

"It's even more confusing as to how your mark was born on her, how's that even possible?." John's little head shakes in disbelief. For sure he had thought a probability of Steffen marking her in a drunken state on a perhaps night stand and here he's been told the mark is a birthmark.

The more he tries to come up with reasons for such an occurrence the more his head shakes it off.

" Honestly I wish I could help you out but I can't but you can help me, I mean you owe me" he flatly said with eyes Avery from his king's hard gaze. The previous lessons are enough.

" On what so I owe you?" Steffen's firm tone lashes out. His brows arch in response to his question. He isn't patient time and so demands quick responses.

" The bill of a hundred thousand for the glass she broke, my alarm systems, and my pride" he details with a flirtatious smile.

Steffen's ears take less bother to his words, in second he pulls out a small book from his right drawer and writes him a cheque. Out he hands him and continues his scan of the screen in front of him.

"Whoa, this much? I can't rob you like this " his lips spread on the eyes of the added zero. A king's generosity is mightier than a common man, he thought through with an immense chuckle that caught hold of Steffen.

"Any problem?" he asks

"No, I just feel like this is much and should be .. well..uh" he stutter, forbidding his lips from saying any more that could change the king's generous heart. He does want to appear sincere but sure can't deny his greed for that cash and why not? He deserves half much of the cheque. His mate didn't only crash his mansion she also crashed his stability over his emotions, which he won't dare spill out.

"If you ain't pleased with the zero you can have it donated for charity, " Steffen said, aware he's acting on his selflessness.

He should know, he has been a leach for hundreds of years.

"I think am its keeper now. I wouldn't want to offend his majesty, would I?". He said concealing the paper in his pocket.

"On a serious note, don't you think you should do a background check on her?."

Steffen's fingers pause on the keyboard on his suggestion. Of course, why didn't he think of it? A background check should aid in knowing her more and perhaps help in answering the questions he has.

" Also, are you keeping her?" he asks in a cracked voice. Deep down he desires his response to be negative and if asked why, his response would be uncertainty. He isn't sure why but his heart is displeased with the idea of her belonging to Steffen.

"Yes"

Down his eyes goes with a flat sigh to his king's response. Dare he not to all the protests in his heart. He can only nod and fake his usual stuffiness.

" I'm keeping her for now, once I solve her case she'll be off my shoulders" he states with a quick flash at the door, he lets the door in welcoming Ella whose body dropped off its weight of the sudden lost of support.

"Hello," a nervous smile spreads through her lips while aiding her body off the floor.

"Umm, go ahead, act like am not here 'cause am not" With these words her feet sneakily trace the existence only to be blocked by the bold firm body that refuses to budge. Her eyes peep up to grasp the eyes gulping her in glares.

" Umm, the door" Short crackles bridge out her lips as she takes another route for the door, yet again prevented from her course.

" You should continue don't let me be a bug," she Buttering said.

His eyes are glued to her pink lips that pout, attracting her eyes that flutter like a cute doll. His hands leap on his chest at the sudden beats that are erupting within, hastily he pulls his touch on her hands and walks back to his seat.

" Freeze, don't you dare take a step out that door " he huskily orders to her feet that obeys.

"Why are you here and what did you hear? Steffen brow crooks as he stabs her a submissive glare.

"sleepwalking" she utters walking in circles with closed eyes and hands stretched out.

"Cut it out and tell me why you are here" Steffen's deep voice comes out granting her a weak smile and a smart move on her feet away from his reach.

"I'm hungry so I was looking for the kitchen if you have one cause this castle of yours is a maze with no endings" she lies eyeing John whose lips won't seal from laughing.

His hands are on his tummy as he cries his heart out in laughter. As many times as he tries to control his laughter he can't help but let it out loud to their ears.

"Hold on, how the hell are you talking?" He asks on quick notice of her speech being back and legs moving without an undo from him. It is not an easy charm that anyone that undoes not even those with powers, being the first created wolf, he's blessed with powers beyond normal wolves.

"How?!" He groans letting his legs up, close the chase to her face that cowards beneath. If she's a normal human as claimed then it shouldn't be in her ability to break his charms on her, unless her words were made.

Darken his eyes go in gold causing John up on his feet. Fear upon him on the change of Steffen's eyes he stands a barrier between them in aim to protect her from his inner beast groans.

" Let all calm down. Can you tell us how you undo whatever he did to you?" He asks with his face given to her.

" I kinda undid it" she faintly said, still in disbelief of how she did it herself.

John's eyes widened, his head crook to Steffen's whose ears failed to comprehend her words.

Certain he is of her holding back, she's no saint and not a girl of no powers. His mind is settled of suspicions as to whom she is and what she's capable of. Is she an enemy or a friend? A trap or a spy by his many enemies?

"How did you do it? " he questions closing the tiny gap between them, his head now over hers as his hands cage her body in the chair.

"Tell me girl how did you undo my spell?"

"I don't know" she honestly replies gaining a baffled audience from all in the room.

"Don't lie to me girl, my patience is limited now you better tell or you're dead" he threatens owing to every word. If her response is displeasing to him then her head would be of no use to her body. He wouldn't give a dime to his course of finding answers, he rather get rid of her than let her be of an enemy plot.

" I.." her tongue ties through as her eyes feast on his gold eyes that stab her murderous look, her skin harsh from his hard grip on her. Hundreds of thoughts flood in should she be killed by the monster in front of her? She would probably be trash or dumb where no eyes can meet.

"I honestly don't know you can use your witchcraft to know if am lying" she cries out earning herself free air from his grip as well as her chest seize from the weight it was in.

"WW" she breathes out thanks to the years of training in seduction. Thou she had been against the lessons and forbidden herself from ever seducing anyone against their will but again using it on a beast like him is no wrong.

"You can leave," he said retrieving his seat. Even thou he had threatened to have her killed deep within he couldn't put himself to do so, his every scold at her got his beast raging.

Within he was at war with his beast his mind wanted to rip her heart off but his beast couldn't let him, it needed her as his mate and the harsh reality struck him with sharp pains.

Out she rushes her legs, not a second more is she giving to him to change his mind. Out she paces her feet cursing him and his guts. He should thank his luck he's a man of great powers, if not she would have a dual with him and flog the hell out of him.

"Heartless" her voice comes out hard.

Just as that, her legs lose grip on her stand on the third stair, and down her body goes stumbling to the flat tiles that render her no mercy on her skin.

"Your Highness" Abi calls dropping the duster in her hands for her aid. Ease she gets her up and guides her to the sofa in the wide living room. In a sour groan, her fingers rub against her elbow which bleeds out.

In a flash of a second, their eyes take notice of the tall being up against their bow heads focusing on treating the elbow.

"How did this happen?"

He asks urging a troll of eyes from Ella, what's with his change of character? Just minutes earlier he was going to devour her and here he stands in a mask of caring towards her.

"Her highness was in absent mind and let lose of control on her feet"

Hold it there, she wasn't absent mind she was just busy mind, there's a difference. She argues in her head as she rolls her eyes at them.

"Have her taken to her chamber and see that Lenda attends to her wounds" he orders not leaving room for protest from her.

"She's hurt and so are you, " John said eyeing Steffen's right elbow in bleed. This is in no way a link of bond or mating so what the hell is happening to him?

Why would her pain affect him?

He was in his office when a sharp groan escaped his lips, sore his body felt. In dearest, he stood baffled as to what was happening only to have John point out his bleeding elbow. Just before further questions could be asked, his ears grasped the moans of Ella and so his body flew out of his office.

"This isn't a normal bond?" John states in a cautious tone.

"It's time to call Balu"

And on hearing of that name, John realizes the situation has become more complex than he visions.