Alpha’s Mark (Three lives Of A Witch)

"So what's next, you're gonna kill me?" She asks while her hands are being cuffed on the chair she is pinned on. Her eyes carefully scan the environment she's in. The rusty zinc was eye-sore of a fence, as did the walls that crack half through the house that shelters them. The smell of alcohol is all tangle in the air, every breathe sting hard in her throat, not much of a help to the smoke that erupts from the group that sits across a fall tree. Heavy smoke trail out their lips and noses as they sigh in satisfaction.

Goodness, is it even healthy to their lips sharing the same wrapped paper?.

That's not an important, they can do as they please . The matter at hand is her life and if she would leave this hell with her body in tact. Not much pressure on the king but he better comes, she doesn't wish to be in their mist, every stare at her from them ignites rage, much of a hunger to feast at her.

"Don't worry, your death is certain till then you wait for the special guest's arrival" he said, aware to her he speaks of Steffen.

"What do you think is going to happen when he arrives?. You couldn't defeat him the last you attempted, what makes the difference today?" She ask to his teeth frantically glowing out, his fingers aid his stomach as he cracks out loud like she had tell a joke.

Certain he isn't stupid to have slide out that fact. No deny he's a great king with invincible abilities but he's no dummy. He have spent his years preparing something special, one that even the king would be vulnerable to.

"Trust me, today will be special and he won't leave her alive" he said with much confidence in his eyes and body that stands high with head hold up. It just a matter of few hours before he comes walking in the trap he has set for him and meet his end.

It's time to put the king's true immortality to test.

"I don't think whatever you planning is gonna work, cause he ain't coming" she says to her hopes he doesn't. Somewhere in her heart there's a tiny part fearing for his safety and she does not wish a harm on him , specially not one caused by her.

He should be smart and stay off.

"Oh you know little , he'll show up, he definitely will" he confidently said "I dare him not to show up and he'll have a dead mate by sundown".

Seconds rapidly change for minutes and minutes to hours, soon the sun's glow vanishes, handing the dark cloud a way to shadow the lands.

Up he stands as he chases his legs in her direction, roughly he grabs her by the neck as claws sprouts out his fingers, he drags it on her flesh. Rage at the king's decision of not coming, perhaps he put much value in her. He should know better, the man is a beast with no heart.

Why would he care for a mare human?, even if she's her mate, she still holds no value to him.

Yet still, there's hope for his payback. He can still lay his mark on her, thereby handing the king a much heavier punishment than killing her. He would feel the grieve of her death but her being remarked would drive him insane and incompetent to everything. His life would be a waste , caged in a confirment of aggressions and torment.

The thoughts only of the king's demise bring peace in his chest and smile on his lips. Eagerly he pulls her close to his mouth as his hand folds her body in subdue of her protest.

Teasely he grease his fangs on her skin that trembles .

"What do you think you're doing?" She ask nudging her cuffed elbow in his chest that move not an inch.

"I'm going to make you my own" he gladly said between a grin. His heart might be in displease with the idea of marking her but his course is greater, so he won't mind the sacrifice of having a second mate even at the cost of him being curse by the creator for stealing another's mate.

A punishment of separation with his wolf would be worth the downfall of the king.

As that, he sets his fangs for her neck, in tight eyes he feels a sting of heavy weight on his jaw, rushes y he set his eyes wide to see the familiar face he once respected in front of him.

"Huh" he scoffs out as he straightens his face to take a clear look at him but he's stone back on his feet as another throw is sent at his face, repeatedly he coaxes hos body to rise from every fall of the kings punches and again he goes on the ground.

"Attack" he orders to the rogues that savagely rushes at the king .

Between he stands, his gaze on every savage wolf that sprints his way to him, his ears taking echo of their feet's splashing in the mud and crouching on the branches scattered around.

At once they conceal his body only to be thrown away , his eyes in red as his dark gaze forces them on their knees. Their ears in bleed from the thousand magnets that echoes in their ears.

"Are you okay?" He ask pulling her into his chest , he hand tightly secures on her body. Peace he feels within as she nods to be fine, his heart no longer in distress nor his wolf in aggression as it was while driving his way to the location. Her smell was the map that guided him to her .

"Bravo, bravo, bravo" Teslime hands comes echoing as his legs stands tall. "As expected of the great king" he said detestly.

While Steffen's brows arch in questions of why he isn't affected by his gaze. He should be on his knees pleading for air yet his legs stands upright while his body breathes freely.

"Surprise?, your powers don't work on me as before. Told you I'll come prepare for the day we meet" he says laughing "Binti" he calls to the appearance of a girl whose face carves in beauty and hair styles in braids that chases her waist. Her skin glows in chocolate under the soon moon that brights.

"Do it" he says to the girl. Soon she spreads her hands in incantations which erupts flames from the ground, circling both the king and Ella within.

"See, I haven't disappoint you, have I?" His voice raise up in sarcasm, hands dances as his legs moves to the beats of the joy. Finally, he have been able to trap the great king , he's no more than a prey soon to be done with.

"Binti, finish it" he orders .Obediently she chants out causing the flames to rise in umbrellas on them.

Within Steffen shields her body behind her as he takes a step towards the blazing flames. His skins burns off as he tries to split out the flames. Strangely so, he looks at the young girl whose strange abilities are able to hurt him. More curious as to who she is and what magic does she possesses?.

"See Steffen, you ain't the only one with great abilities. Your so-called immortality is nothing to a sun charmer" he tells delightfully. His long search after years paid off when he found a weakness of the king's immortality.

A sun charmer, as his search revealed are the only people that can cause harm to the king .

" Have him done with" again he gives an order. This time the girl's eyes shade out in eclipse as is the moon that's shadowed by darkness that soon covers the lands. Little her feet walks forward , bringing forth the rot of the darkness on Steffen, causing his body to leap on his knees, his ears crowds in by unknown sounds that soon makes understanding to him. The cries of his people that have died, many in cries of his name, pleading for his mercy and him to rescue them. Hard his body tries to fight against the strange pains it's feeling, it have been a century since he last feels a pain like this, what more weird is her ability being similar to his dark gaze but much crueler.

Hers ignites her victims greatest fears or tragic memories, using it as a weapon to demolish her victims to insanity.

With every groan from him, and the flames bending on their skins. Ella's eyes soon darken, consumed by her fear of death.

This is not how she thought it would end, it was all her fault, had she not compelled John to take her out of the castle then nor of this would have happened, she caused it all.

Just as their bodies were to be burnt out, a glow ignites from Ella as her body levitates in the sky, shading her dark hair in grey as is her pony tail loose to the wind. Her eyes wides out in reveal to a stun of white set of eyes.

"You dare woke me from my sleep" a voice of high and mighty comes trembling Teslime and the girl on their feet.

Broad his eyes goes to the scene, isn't she human?.

"No one disturbs my rest" with this words the bodies of the rogues goes vanishing in thin air with just a move of a finger. On Teslime her white eyes lays as she waved her finger, causing a burst of flame on his body.

His throat screams out, itchy his fingers flags off the flames on his body.

"Help me" he says to the girl who chants out few more and disappears along with him.

"You, don't wake me again," she says looking at Steffen whose face is still in shock at his maté abilities. Baffle he stares as her body falls off the sky after her hair shades back to it originally color. He securely catches her, in his hands he takes her to his car and drives off.

If she is human how does she possess abilities unknown to him?.

And if she isn't human then what is she?.

"I told you there's someone powerful in her," Balu says