I Hit His Balls By Accident—Now This Taken Alpha's Obsessed With Marking Me?!

Chapter 6 The next , he's airborne - a blur of motion , a crack of bone - and then he lands on all fours , turning to face me . A wolf. No , not just a wolf . A monster . Massive , inky black , with eyes that burn straight through me . I freeze , brain stalling , unable to process the impossible creature standing ten feet away . " You have to be kidding me , " I mumble , bracing myself to wake up . This has to be a dream . A stupidly realistic , high - definition fever dream . " I assume that's proof enough ? " Jax asks calmly . Before I can answer , Tristan shifts back . Just like that .

No fanfare . He strolls into the kitchen fully clothed , shutting the door as if he didn't just break the laws of physics . My mind reels , connecting the dots I didn't want to see . The paw prints in the snow . The massive size . The lack of human footprints where I passed out . It fits . ' I shifted into a wolf last night . " The words taste like ash , but I force them out . Yes . It sounds like that's what happened , " Jax confirms . And you came here because you're the Alpha . " I swallow hard , realizing why it was so hard to meet is eyes without lowering mine . You catch on quick .

" glance down at my ruined jacket - shredded remains of fabric - then back at Tristan , who is niraculously still clothed . Only natural items shift with us , " Tristan explains , catching my look . Chapter 6 Animal products , cotton , earth . That jacket ? " He gestures to my tatters . " Polyester . Synthetics don't survive the change . They just ... " He flicks his fingers outward . Poof . " Right . " I swallow . " How many of you are there ? " " In Pine Valley ? Almost a hundred , " Jax says . " Half are here , the rest are Guardians across the country . " " Guardians ?

" " You'll learn later . First , your parents . Are you sure they aren't shifters ? " " I'm sure , " I say instantly . " They would have told me . I think . " ' I'll have the witches look into it . " " The witches , " I repeat . I feel a laugh bubbling up , bordering on hysterical . ' Of course there are witches . Why stop at werewolves ? " ' Precisely . " Jax ignores my tone . " Which is good news . Until we find your birth pack , you're our responsibility.You'll be safe here in Pine Valley . " ' How can we be sure she's not lying ? " Siennan sneers .

She's finished plating breakfast , setting bowls out on the counter like a buffet . ' A lie that big has a scent, " Jax says smoothly . " She's telling the truth . " ' Hold up . " I raise a hand . " I'm not staying here . " ' You have to . " Tristan growls , gripping the back of a chair until the wood creaks . " You're one of us . " ' But my parents ... " ' We're your family now . " His voice is hard , final . tonerad with Marking Me hapter 6 The tension in the room snaps tight . Siennan hesitates , looking between us . Then she makes her . move .

She glides to Tristan's side , linking her arm through his . " Tristan's right , " she says , voice dripping with faux concern . ' You're untrained . It takes time to learn control . Until then , you're a liability . Like Jax said - you're our responsibility now . " She strains on the word responsibility , but Tristan steps closer to her , giving her an appreciative nod . She relaxes , leaning into him with a smug look . [ ax gives them an approving look before turning to the food.But I can't look away . Tristan is watching me , waiting for me to cave , but my eyes are glued to Siennan .

She looks so ... possessive . Standing there . Touching him . Claiming him like property . Like she owns him . [ feel it deep in my bones , a primitive rejection that curdles in my gut . It should be me standing next to him . It should be me touching him - casual , intimate , possessing . Not her . I shouldn't be thinking this . Not about someone else's boyfriend . But suddenly , the image overlays reality . I can see myself standing next to him instead of her , my arm linked with his .

The red of Siennan's hair bleeds into my own dark brown , and that silky slip she's wearing morphs nto Tristan's oversized pajamas draped loosely over my frame . it feels real . Too real . In the vision , she moves closer to him . He glances down , and his eyes widen in alarm - shock , even - as if he's seeing a ghost . Or seeing me . Maw This Taken Alnhas Obsessed With Marking Me7 Chapter 6 Siennan flinches back . " What ? " Her voice shatters the illusion . I blink , shaking my head . Tristan is looking at me - not at Siennan , but at me .

He studies me for a long , heavy second before forcing his focus back to her . " Nothing , " he lies . He pulls her closer , kissing the top of her head , which seems to placate her . But he looked so startled . He couldn't have seen what I did . Could he ? ( 1 ) admin