Cursed

The Mark

Scarlett

The moon was high in the sky when we reached the alpha's house. It looked just as beautiful as last night. Cole guided me up the steps before unlocking the large front door. I stepped in first, Cole close behind. So close he bumped into my back when I stopped to take in the magnificent building. I quickly discarded my shoes by the door. 

The ceilings were high, with wooden beams running the length of them. We walked straight into the living space. Cole flicked on the light, sparking a glass chandelier to life. I gaped at the beauty of it, tiny shards of glass dangling. They reflect the warm light in different directions. My eyes fell from the chandelier, taking in the large cobbled fireplace. It was surrounded by deep velvet sofas, all placed around a cream rug. The floor was all made of the same wood that made the beams. Across the room was a large staircase. It disappeared into darkness. Beside the staircase was an archway, which I could see hints of a large marbled kitchen counter. 

Cole leant down to me, "Do you like it?" His voice was just above a whisper. I turned to him, our noses almost touching. 

"It is beautiful." Cole smiled, pleased I enjoyed his house. He placed his hand on my hip, guiding me towards the grand staircase. I allowed him to manoeuvre me up the stairs and down the dark corridor. 

We stopped just before a large wooden door; the smell of cinnamon seeped from underneath it. Cole reached for the handle, opening the door and gently pushing me in. I waited as he shuffled past, flicking on a small lamp that sat on his bedside table. The room was large. I was all focused on the king-size bed that sat central on the back wall. It was covered in deep green sheets and a fluffy blanket. There were two chairs in one corner, which faced the bed. On the far wall was a door that led to a bathroom. Then on the other was was a large dresser and wardrobe. I tried not to let my mouth hang open in the room. All the light oak furniture and deep curtains gave it a cosy feeling. 

"Scarlett." I stopped nosing around the room at the sound of my voice. Coles' voice was very deep as his wolf had taken control. I looked into his black eyes. 

"I know Cole had given you a few weeks to shift, but I am not him. I will not reject my mate." I swallowed, my wolf prancing around my head. She pushed forward, my eyes blackening as she did. 

"What are you saying, my love?" Her silky voice purred from me. My body is tense with anticipation. Cole strode towards me, his hand grasping the back of my neck. My wolf purred loudly. 

"You know what I want, little wolf." My knees weakened slightly. We knew exactly what he wanted. It was what every mated wolf did. The mark. 

Most wolves mark their mates on the same day they meet. It was an urge many could not resist. I was surprised that Cole had been able to wait so long. My wolf batted her lashes in Cole's direction, begging him to do something. 

Cole didn't hesitate, his lips crashed onto mine. They moved together, in sync. His mouth fit perfectly against my own. We were designed to be together. My body could feel it now. The way he tasted, sweeter than honey. The way his touch ignited fireworks along my bare skin. That we moved in perfect harmony. Our bodies melding together. 

His hands trailed down my neck, along my sides to my thighs. Then he hoisted me into the air. My legs wrapping around his waist as he cupped my ass. I moaned into his mouth, causing him to growl. Cole carried me over to his bed before roughly dropping me. I bounced slightly. He crawled after me, lips claiming mine immediately. 

He pulled away. His forehead came to rest on mine as we both breathed deeply. My body ached for more. I need Cole. My mate. That was all I could think about. It was him and those strong hands running along my body. 

"Careful, little one. We have other plans for you tonight." My wolf whimpered slightly. Whilst she was excited for his mark, she wanted more. Much like me, there was a slight disappointment when he wouldn't offer it. 

"Are you ready for this, Scarlett? It will hurt." Cole looked directly into my eyes. He didn't move until I answered. 

"I am ready." He brushed a quick kiss to my lips before drawing back. Dark eyes met mine as his canine elongated. 

Cole placed a soft kiss at the base of my neck, where the flesh was softest. I moaned, pleasure sparking across my body. He held my body to his, tightly, before he sank his canines into the flesh. I stiffened, allowing a small squeak of pain to leave my body. Then it turned into burning pleasure. It coursed through my body, claiming every inch of my body. Cole left his canines buried in my neck for a few minutes, allowing the blissful sensation to pass slightly. Then he pulled out. The mark was completed. 

I looked up into Cole's eyes, which were now their normal forest green. He smiled down at me, a trickle of my blood in the corner of his mouth. I swiped it away with my thumb. My body ached slightly as I tried to wriggle from beneath Cole. He rolled off, wrapping an arm around my waist and pulling my body against his. 

"Sleep, little one. You will need it." The last thing I felt was a soft kiss being placed on the top of my head. Sleep claimed me quickly. It was a deep, dreamless sleep.