Chapter 3 - What the Mark Means
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Pain ripped through Bonnie’s body like fire beneath her skin.
She screamed and fell hard to the floor, clutching at her back as if she could tear the pain away with her own hands.
“Bonnie!” Sophia cried, dropping beside her at once.
The mark beneath Bonnie’s shoulder blade burned hotter by the second. It felt alive, spreading heat through her spine, chest and arms like molten blood racing through her veins.
Bonnie rolled onto her side, gasping for breath.
“It hurts… it hurts…”
Sophia reached for her but did not know where to touch. Every time her fingers neared Bonnie’s back, the heat made her pull away.
“Breathe, Bonnie, just breathe.”
“I am breathing!” Bonnie cried, tears filling her eyes. “Make it stop!”
Another pulse of pain tore through her and she screamed again, louder this time.
Heavy footsteps thundered up the stairs.
The bedroom door flew open so hard it slammed against the wall.
Alpha Marcus McCarthy stormed inside. His sharp eyes landed on Bonnie writhing on the floor, then snapped to Sophia standing over her.
“What is going on?”
Sophia rose quickly, trying to block Bonnie from view.
“I… I don’t know. She’s fine.”
Marcus stared at her coldly. “She is screaming.”
Bonnie looked up through tears. “Yes… I’m fine,” she forced out between breaths. “Don’t worry, papa.”
Marcus’s expression darkened. “Do not lie to me.”
Bonnie cried out again as another wave of pain hit her body. Her legs kicked against the floorboards. She rolled onto her stomach, and the back of her shirt shifted.
Marcus froze. There, glowing faintly beneath torn fabric, was the mark.
A crescent moon wrapped in clawed lines. The silver light pulsed once. For the first time in Bonnie’s life, she saw fear in her father’s eyes.
He stepped back slowly. “No…”
Sophia turned sharply to look at him. “You know what it is?”
Marcus said nothing. His face had gone pale.
Bonnie tried to push herself up but collapsed again with a cry. “Papa… help me…”
Before he could move, another figure appeared at the doorway.
Bonnie’s mother. Elena McCarthy rushed inside, her face pale with worry. She dropped beside Bonnie immediately, brushing hair from her daughter’s face.
“My baby… Bonnie, look at me.”
Bonnie could barely keep her eyes open. “It burns, mama…”
Elena’s eyes filled with tears. “I know, sweetheart. I know.”
She reached for Bonnie’s hand and held it tightly. Then Elena glanced up and saw the mark.
All color left her face. Her hand trembled.
“No…”
Marcus straightened, his voice low and shaken. “We have to tell the elders.”
Elena snapped her head toward him. “No.”
“This cannot stay hidden.”
“No,” she repeated, rising to her feet now. “You know what they will do to her.”
Marcus clenched his jaw. “The council must decide.”
“The council will fear her!” Elena shouted. “They called her wolfless in one night. What do you think they’ll call her now?”
Bonnie moaned on the floor as the pain surged again.
Sophia knelt beside her, holding her hand tightly.
“It’s okay,” Sophia whispered, though she sounded terrified herself.
Marcus looked torn apart.
“I am Alpha.”
“And you are her father,” Elena fired back instantly.
The room fell into silence.
Even Bonnie, drowning in pain, heard the weight of those words.
Marcus looked at his daughter shaking on the floor.
Then at the mark.
Then at the woman standing before him.
Duty and fear battled openly across his face.
He turned away, running a hand over his face.
“If they learn I hid this…”
“Then let them,” Elena said fiercely. “I would rather lose this pack than lose our daughter.”
Sophia looked up sharply at Elena, stunned by the force in her voice.
Elena stepped closer to Marcus, tears now in her eyes.
“For years I stood beside you as Alpha’s wife. I accepted every rule, every judgment, every sacrifice.”
Her voice broke.
“But I will not sacrifice her.”
Marcus swallowed hard.
“Elena…”
“If you call that council, I swear to you, Marcus… I will take Bonnie and leave before sundown.”
Marcus stared at his wife in stunned silence.
The threat hung in the room like smoke.
Bonnie had never seen anyone speak to her father that way.
Not even once. Sophia tightened her grip on Bonnie’s hand.
Bonnie’s breathing became shallow. The room around her blurred. She could still hear voices, but they sounded farther away now, as though she were sinking underwater.
Her mother’s tears. Her father’s silence. Sophia whispering her name again and again.
“Stay with me, Bonnie.”
Another burst of heat tore through the mark. Bonnie arched off the floor with a scream. Then suddenly
Nothing. The pain vanished. Her body went limp.
“Bonnie!” Elena screamed.
Sophia shook her shoulders. “Bonnie! Bonnie, wake up!”
Marcus rushed forward at last and dropped to his knees beside her.
He touched Bonnie’s face with shaking hands.
“Bonnie…”
No response.
Bonnie saw only darkness swallowing the room.
The last thing she heard before everything went black was her father’s broken voice.
“Call the council.”
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