Chapter 0904

Mark walks down the hall with a heavy heart, his hands sunk deep in his pockets, a scowl across his lips. God, he just...can't seem to do anything right, can he?

He regrets it, of course. Immediately he regretted it, treating Rafe's news so lightly, laughing about it, not paying attention enough to realize that the door was open, not realizing truly - the gravity of the situation. He's devastated at the effect on his brother but Maryam - seeing her face.....

Truly, he acted horribly to the girl who should one day be his sister-in-law. Of course the news was hard on her - a human who doesn't even feel bonds, can't possibly understand them. She deserved to have the news broken to her in a much gentler way - or, even better, to have Rafe...fucking befriend her first.

Mark's father and mother had explained all of this to him in both angry and gentle terms, but he'd understood it all from the start.

That he fucked up and it really hurt a lot of people.

God, he's always been...such a fuck up. When will he learn?

Mark sighs as he continues to wander through the hall, wanting to head outside, to run as his wolf in some of the parkland very close to the palace. But his mom told him not too - told him it's too late, and though things are better in the war that it's too dangerous for him to go out all alone. So, Mark wanders the halls of the palace instead, restless, needing the movement to settle his wolf, who likewise paces in his soul.

But even as Mark winds his way endlessly through the halls, his mind turns to his siblings. All of whom just seemed...

grown

year ago they'd all been kids, but now Ariel and Rafe are both mated... Ariel three times, and now she has Jackson's mark, which

off in some Underworld somewhere battling with some kind of God of Death

Why did everyone else's adult life start, and he's just

dad, and Jesse, and uncle Roger. That he needs to grow up -

how does one

"Oh!"

sounds down the hall and Mark stops in his tracks, lifting his head quickly up. Because...who the hell is awake, and in this relatively abandon

eyes widen when he sees a very pregnant young woman at the end of the hall, her hands pressed tight to her stomach, her bare feet stilling in what looks like a repetitive

continues to just stare at her in surprise. Not because of her presence any longer, or the strange fact that she's alone

Mark's shock is because

She's so pretty.

his soul, breaking into a reckless sprint, a

the girl says, taking a step back towards her door. "I – I'm very uncomfortable," she says, glancing

and

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