All Chapters of Marked by the Alpha King : Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

The heat didn’t disappear completely.It settled.Lower.Quieter.But still there—like embers under ash, waiting for the slightest breath to burn again.Eli lay on his bed, staring at the ceiling.His chest rose slowly now, no longer frantic—but not steady either.His lips still felt strange.Warm.Like the memory of something he didn’t want to remember… yet couldn’t ignore.“…This is messed up.”He whispered to himself.He turned to his side.Closed his eyes.And immediately—It came again.Not the heat this time.A memory.Laughter.Soft.Close.“You’re staring again.”Eli’s brows furrowed in his sleep.“Because you keep smiling like that.”The voice—Kieran’s.But different.Younger.Lighter.“Like what?”“…Like you belong to me.”Eli’s breathing shifted.“Maybe I do.”His eyes snapped open.“…No.”He sat up immediately.Heart racing again.“That’s not real.”But it felt real.Too real.The way the voice sounded.The way he responded.Like it had already happened.“…What the hell i

By the time Kieran reached Seraphina—The entire estate already knew.Something was wrong.No one spoke.No one moved unnecessarily.Even the air felt… tight.Because when the Alpha lost control—No one was safe.The doors to the east wing burst open.Seraphina barely had time to stand.Kieran was already in front of her.His presence—Overwhelming.Suffocating.“…Where is he.”Not a question.A command.Seraphina’s heart skipped.But she forced herself to stay composed.“…I don’t know what you’re talking about—”She didn’t finish.Kieran’s hand closed around her throat.Fast.Precise.Unforgiving.Her back slammed into the wall.The impact knocked the air out of her lungs.“…You helped him.”His voice—Low.Deadly.Seraphina grabbed his wrist.Trying to pry him off.“…You’re… mistaken—”His grip tightened.“…You were seen.”Her breath hitched.Silence fell.The truth sat between them.Heavy.Unavoidable.Kieran leaned closer.“…I warned you.”Seraphina’s vision blurred slightly.For

Eli didn’t struggle anymore.Not because he agreed.Not because he accepted it.But because something in him had… gone quiet.The fight drained out of his limbs as Kieran carried him through the estate, past guards who immediately lowered their heads the moment they saw them.No one spoke.No one dared to look too long.Eli noticed.Of course he did.The way they bowed.The way they avoided eye contact.The way the entire place shifted around Kieran’s presence.Power.Real power.And yet—That same man was holding him like something fragile.Like something he couldn’t afford to break.“…Put me down.”Eli said quietly.Kieran didn’t.“…Kieran.”A pause.Then—Slowly—Kieran set him on his feet.Eli immediately stepped back.Putting space between them.“…Don’t touch me.”The words were firm.But they didn’t carry the same sharp edge as before.Kieran noticed.He always noticed.“…You ran.”Eli let out a tired breath.“…Yeah. I did.”“…Why.”Eli laughed softly.But it sounded empty.“…Yo

Eli didn’t go far.He walked until the air felt different.Until the walls of that room—Those pictures—Stopped pressing against his chest.Then he stopped.The corridor was quiet.Dimly lit.Empty.Perfect.He leaned against the wall slowly.And for the first time—Since stepping into that room—His legs gave way.Eli slid down to the floor.His hand came up to his head.Gripping his hair tightly.“…What is happening to me…”His voice was barely there.Because now—It wasn’t just confusion.It was something worse.Recognition.Fragments.Feelings that didn’t belong to the life he remembered—But felt like they belonged to him.“…No…”He shut his eyes tightly.And it came again.“You’re slow.”A younger voice.Teasing.“And you’re annoying.”His own voice—But lighter.“You still came back.”“…Because you called me.”Eli’s breathing became uneven.“…Stop…”Another flash—Hands.Intertwined.A quiet moment.No words.Just presence.Comfort.Eli gasped softly.“…This isn’t real…”But i

Eli stayed at the grave longer than he planned.Long after the sun dipped lower.Long after the wind grew colder.He didn’t notice time passing.Because for the first time since everything started falling apart—He wasn’t running from his thoughts.He was sitting inside them.“…You know,” he said quietly, eyes fixed on Charlotte’s name,“…if you were here, you’d probably tell me I’m being stupid.”A faint, broken smile touched his lips.“‘Eli, stop overthinking. Just follow your heart,’ right?”His fingers brushed lightly against the edge of the grave.“…But what if my heart is wrong?”Silence answered him.“…What if everything I’m feeling isn’t even mine?”That was the part that scared him the most.Not Kieran.Not the past.But himself.Because the pull he felt—It wasn’t logical.It didn’t ask for permission.It just… existed.And no matter how much he resisted—It kept finding its way back.Eli let out a slow breath.“…I miss when things were simple.”His voice softened.“…When lo