Bought a Wolf Pup at the Black Market, Found Out His Father Is Alpha King Chapter 13

Bought a Wolf Pup at the Black Market, Found Out His Father Is Alpha King Chapter 13

Chapter 13 Mark and Wedding 

That night after I passed the trial, Soren bit the 

back of my neck. 

It wasn’t violence. 

It was ritual. 

A werewolf mark–an Alpha biting his Luna’s nape, 

carving his scent and life into her blood. 

It hurt. 

But after that pain came warmth. 

A fierce rushing warmth, like something inside me 

had finally woken up. 

My bones cracked. 

My muscles burned. 

Then- 

My eyes turned gold. 

Soren stepped back and looked at me. 

“Your wolf is back.” 

I lowered my head. 

My hands were still human hands. 

But I could feel her–my wolf. 

She had slept for six years. 

Now she was awake. 

The wedding was held on the night of the full 

moon. 

The Darkmoon courtyard blazed with torches. 

Wolves howled, and the sound carried far into the 

distance. 

I wore a white dress. 

Soren wore black tactical gear, a wolf fang 

hanging at his throat. 

Elder Miriam led the ceremony. 

“In the name of the moon, and by blood as 

witness.” 

Soren slipped a silver ring onto my finger. 

A wolf–claw crest was engraved on it–the mark of 

Darkmoon. 

Juno came with her swollen belly, Finn smiling 

right behind her. 

“Congrats.” Juno punched Soren in the shoulder so 

hard he nearly folded. 

“If you bully her, I’ll be the first one to beat your 

down.” 

Soren rubbed his shoulder. 

“Can you go lighter?” 

“No.” 

By the time the ceremony ended, I was exhausted. 

Dylan still had spelling homework to do. 

His entrance exam for wolf elementary school 

was next week. 

“Mom, I’m the future Alpha of Darkmoon. I’m 

supposed to lead troops into battle. Do I really 

need spelling?” 

“Yes.” 

“But-” 

“No buts.” 

“Dad!” 

Soren was rubbing my shoulders. 

At that, he gave a light cough. 

“Don’t ask me. In this house, your mom makes the 

rules.” 

“Suck–up.” Dylan snorted and squeezed Soren 

aside. 

“Mom, I give better shoulder rubs than Dad. Let 

me do it.” 

I laughed. 

My phone buzzed. 

[Unknown Number 1: End of story flowers! Wishing Dylan success on his exam and a healthy 

life.] 

[Unknown Number 2: Wishing the chief and his Luna years and years of peace, fearless and safe.] 

[Unknown Number 3: May there be no more war,” and may the world stay at peace.] 

I set down my phone and looked out at the full 

moon. 

Soren wrapped his arms around me from behind and rested his chin on my shoulder. 

“What are you looking at?” 

“The moon.” 

“Is it pretty?” 

“Very.” 

Dylan lifted his head from his workbook and rolled 

his eyes. 

“Can you two stop acting gross in front of me? I’m 

still doing spelling.” 

Without even turning around, Soren said, “Do your 

work.” 

“You-” 

“Your mom said no buts.” 

Dylan huffed, threw his pencil down, then quietly 

picked it back up again.