Chapter 34: Alpha's Submission
(Mars Blake's POV)
I stormed into the pack's healing den, my wolf restless, growling low in my chest as I pushed past the heavy oak doors. The sharp tang of blood and disinfectant hung in the air, mingling with faint cries of pain.
Marina lay on an elevated stone slab, her foot twisted grotesquely, already partially wrapped in fresh gauze. She sobbed angrily, her face red from both humiliation and raw pain. Her mother knelt beside her, dabbing her forehead with a cloth soaked in soothing herbs while whispering promises of vengeance.
"Bring her here! That cursed Omega! I want to see her on her knees!" Marina screeched through clenched teeth, her fangs bared in full frustration.
Her mother straightened, cold rage underscoring her voice. "You shouldn’t
