

My Alpha's Mark
Trapped in a life of servitude under Alpha Ken, Kacie's 18th birthday brings a terrifying shift in his 'attention'. Her only comfort, the distant hope of Diana's escape, is shattered by an unexpected alliance. When a powerful new Alpha arrives, Kacie's world is irrevocably altered. Will this new encounter bring liberation or a different kind of captivity? Discover a tale of survival, hidden desires, and the fragile line between submission and true connection.The air in Alpha Ken's packhouse hung heavy with the usual tension, but today, it felt different. It was my eighteenth birthday, a milestone that only seemed to sharpen Alpha's predatory gaze. My hands, calloused from years of scrubbing and polishing, moved automatically across the vacuum cleaner, a dull hum filling the cavernous living room.
Then, a sudden, brutal impact. A hand, Alpha's hand, connected with my cheek, sending me sprawling against the sectional. My body screamed in protest, but years of conditioning kept my whimper silent. Strong arms seized me, pulling me flush against his imposing frame.
"Alpha," I whispered, my voice a traitorous tremble. "I didn't see you. I'm sorry." The familiar scent of his anger, mixed with something else, something cold and predatory, filled my nostrils. I squeezed my eyes shut, bracing for the inevitable. The silent prayer to the Goddess formed on my lips: Please, please, please. Go away.
