After Breaking The Mark His Desperate Chase (Sarah) novel Chapter 95

Chapter 89 

A service I was wasn’t dire in need of. 

At least, not with the people they were bringing up. 

I was currently talking to a group of Lunas, all of whom were trying to brag about their ons. One Luna in specific, Luna Cavelli, was going on and on about how her son was ‘looking for a woman of my caliber. I could feel the twitching need of an eye roll but I did my best to maintain my impassive expression with a smile. The number of times I’ve heard ‘it must be hard being a sole Alpha‘ was more than I could count on both hands. Luna Cavelli was just about to go into depth about her son’s future visit here when I caught a 

whiff of a familiar scent. 

A familiar scent I couldn’t misplace anywhere. 

They arrived. 

Hestia and Landon walked in, her hand hanging on his forearm with a tight smile in place.. She wore a pale blue, sleeveless dress that loosely flared down her hips. A pretty similar styled dress to the one I had initially picked out. Hestia and I always had similar tastes. It wasnt a surprise she chose blue as her color. We’ve heard that it suited us better and that it 

brought out our eyes. 

I was beginning to thank Meredith for sending me this dress. 

I knew the instant he stepped in, he smelt me. He looked through the crowds, eyes searching around until they found where I stood. Landon’s dark hair gelled up, his body cladded in a dark blue suit to match Hestia with a white button up under. His eyes stayed fixated on me, his mouth slightly gaping as he trailed down my figure. 

Fire. Scorching disgust left behind with each passing second his eyes took me in. 

This was uncomfortable. 

I looked away, not sparing him another second but his heated gaze still pinpointed where I was. His attention was sickeningly sticky. Everywhere his eyes passed down left behind a muck of repulsive emotions quivering straight through me. 

ching The Marks His Dosporate Chase 

Chapter 89 

Benicio and Sophie were also here, standing right behind them dressed just as formally and undoubtedly looking in my direction too. 

I don’t look their way. 

I simply allow others to start crowding around me full of questions and eyes shinning with intrigue. My wolf huffed out her annoyance, clearly over with the whole event and wanting nothing more than to just go home to Greyhound and be let loose. She rolled on her side, staring leisurely at all these new faces crowding around us. 

“Alpha Crestfield, I don’t believe we’ve met.” 

I look up, taking notice of a fairly young man, lean and tall with sandy blonde hair and chocolate brown eyes. He smiles at me with a drink in his hand and soon the Luna’s surrounding me move aside for him. I arch a brow at this, knowing that he wasn’t an Alpha but understanding that his presence was still undeniably strong. Almost on par with an Alpha but not exactly there. 

“Yes,” 

I breathe out, turning my body to him. 

“-I don’t believe we have.” 

Blondie flashes me a coy grin and I could’ve sworn I heard a few of the women swoon at the sight. I smirk to myself, almost letting a soft scoff leave me. He’s handsome. I’m not blind to see his physical appeal, but he also screams ‘womanizer‘ just as blatantly. 

“We’ll have to change that, won’t we? My name is Marco Williams.” 

He holds his hand out to me and I take it only for him to bring my knuckles to his lips. Pressing a light kiss, he peers through his lashes trying to see if his little gesture has an effect. His mouth slightly tugs down when he sees me staring at him indifferently. Hez recovers, straightening up. 

“So you’re the famous nephew.” 

I say amusedly. Marco’s grin bounces back on his face as he nods. Looking at him now, I could see somewhat of a resemblance to Williams. They both had brown eyes and their heights were somewhat the same. Marco was a lot leaner than Williams though. 

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