MARK
A sharp pain pierced my neck, right where Adira’s mark was. I clasped my hand on my neck, not understanding what this sudden pain was. I cried out and fell to my knees, the pain too much to handle.
“Alpha!” Scythe shouted, trying to steady. “Are you okay? What’s going on?”
I gritted my teeth together, the pain too unbearable to push through. I couldn’t speak. The only sound that came out of my mouth was an indistinguishable cry. I doubled over as the pain began to spread, but the mark was still the spot that caused the most agony. I gripped my neck harder, willing it to stop.
Scythe was down on his knees in front of me, panic filling his voice. “Get Doctor Zayla here. Now!” He turned back to me, holding my shoulders, trying to help. “Alpha. What’s going on?”
“Adira,” I managed to
