Chapter 76 Their Marks

Chapter 76 Their Marks
ZADE
      It was almost disgusting how desperate I was. But as I looked into my girl's eyes, I knew I was screwed beyond saving.

Indie's hands were on my face, her thumbs brushing my cheeks. Her eyes searched mine, full of love and fear and that desperate hope that made breathing a strenuous task.

"Are you sure?" she whispered. "Even about letting Leon in? About all of this?"

The question scraped against every wall I'd ever built.

Sure?

I wasn't sure about anything anymore.

My body was failing. The drain was a living thing inside me, digging deeper every hour. I could feel Varak's shadow pressing closer, waiting for the moment I slipped. And here I was... letting another man touch what was mine. Letting Leon see me like this. Looking so weak and needy.

My instincts screamed at me to push them both away. To keep Indie for myself. To die alone rather than share her. To stay in control, even if control meant emptiness.

But then I looked at her. And at him. And the resistance cracked.

A smirk curved my lips. It was the only armor I had left.

"I want you to mark me until there's nothing left of me that doesn't belong to you. So yes, bunny. I'm fucking sure. Now stop asking and take what's yours."

Indie's breath hitched. She leaned in and kissed me hard. I groaned into her mouth, one hand sliding up her back to fist in her hair. Mine.

She pulled back just enough to tug my shirt up. I helped her, my arms lifting weakly as she peeled it off.

Her hands roamed over my chest, tracing every scar and every line of muscle. Then she leaned down and kissed my neck, sucking hard enough to leave marks.

I hissed, my head tipping back as pleasure shot through me like lightning, but my mind fought it.

Letting them see me like this is weakness.

Leon moved between my legs. His fingers worked my belt open with ease, then dragged my pants and boxers down just enough to free my cock. It was rock hard, throbbing with need.

"Fuck," Leon breathed, his golden eyes locked on me. "What a sight."

His mouth closed around my cock in one smooth glide. I cursed, my hips jerking up. My hand fisted in his red hair, torn between pushing him away and pulling him closer.

My mind resisted.

But then Indie bit down on the junction of my neck and shoulder. Her canines pierced my skin, her essence flooding the bond. It wasn't just pleasure.

It was relief.

Like a dam breaking inside my chest. Years of numbness, of cold emptiness, of pushing everyone away... it all cracked open at once.

A choked sound tore from my throat. Tears welled up in my eyes and spilled over. My body shook as the bond snapped tighter and brighter.

"Indie—" I gasped, my voice unsteady. "Fuck... Indie—"

She didn't let go. She bit harder, sucking, claiming me so completely that for a moment the drain, the pain, and the fear faded. It was just her. My woman.

When she finally pulled back, licking the fresh mark, I was trembling. Tears tracked down my cheeks. I didn't give a fuck.

Leon lifted his head from my cock, his eyes dark with lust and awe. He moved up my body, kissing a trail until his mouth found the other side of my neck.

"My turn," he whispered.

He bit down.

The second mark hit even harder. Strength surged through me, burning away some of the poison in my veins.

My back arched off the blanket as a hoarse cry ripped from my throat. Power flooded my body, the bond consuming me.

I came hard, untouched except for Leon's earlier attention, spilling across my stomach with a loud groan.

For long moments, the only sounds were our ragged breathing and the distant lap of the lake.

Indie leaned against my chest, kissing my temple. Leon pressed his forehead to my shoulder, breathing hard.

I wrapped my arms around both of them, holding them as tightly as my weakened body allowed.

"Mine," I rasped, my voice thick with tears and raw possession.

Tears slipped down my cheeks, unwelcome. I hated how they exposed the cracks I'd spent years sealing shut. But I couldn't stop them.

Leon's golden eyes darkened with hunger as he looked at the mess I'd made. Without a word, he lowered his head and dragged his tongue slowly across my stomach, licking up every drop.

The wet heat of his mouth made my muscles jump. When his tongue dipped into my belly button, swirling teasingly, a feverish moan slipped out of me.

Fuck.

The sensation was filthy. Intimate. Too much.

'Look at you,' Leon's voice slid into my mind through the bond. 'Falling apart for us. Crying because it feels too good. My big, scary alpha... reduced to such pretty tears.'

I growled weakly, my fingers fisting in his red hair. 'Shut up, vampire.'

His laughter rolled through the bond, low and dark. 'Make me.'

Indie leaned over me then, her lips soft against my tear-streaked cheeks.

She kissed them away one by one, her fingers threading through my hair in slow, soothing scratches.

"Bunny..." I rasped, bringing a trembling hand to her face.

"I've got you," she whispered.

I closed my eyes, letting myself feel it.

The bond between the three of us pulsed stronger now, brighter, more alive. For the first time since the pit, the emptiness inside me felt... smaller.

Leon licked the last streak of cum from just below my navel, then looked up at me with those golden eyes, his lips shiny and smug.

'Taste so good when you're emotional,' he teased through the bond. 'Think you can come again for us, alpha?'

I tugged his hair harder, pulling him up until I could kiss him roughly, tasting myself on his tongue. Indie watched us, her eyes dark with desire. I broke the kiss just enough to growl against Leon's mouth.

"Keep talking like that and I'll fuck the smugness out of you before the next full moon."

Leon's laugh vibrated against my lips.

"Promise?"

Indie's fingers tightened gently in my hair as she leaned down to kiss the corner of my mouth.

"That would make such a fun show, boys," she drawled, and I felt my face flush.

The hell?

The vision jammed into my skull without warning. Pain shot through my head, vivid images flashing in my mind.

Indie's scream filled the night as revenants dragged her down. Her flames flared wildly, but they were too weak. Clawed hands ripped into her throat. Blood sprayed across the ground as her eyes went wide with terror. She reached for me, her mouth forming my name, but no sound came out.

Leon was next.

A blade of dead-plane energy pierced his chest from behind. His golden eyes locked on mine as the light in them dimmed. He tried to speak, reaching for me. But the bracelet on his wrist exploded, taking half his arm with it. His body crumpled.

The vision shattered.

I gasped desperately, my lungs seizing as though someone had punched straight through my ribcage.

A grunt slipped out of me as another wave hit.

Indie burning alive, her flames turning black and consuming her from the inside while she screamed my name.

Leon's head rolling across the ground after Varak tore it from his shoulders, his golden eyes still open in death, staring at me accusingly.

Lila's small body broken at the bottom of a ravine.

"Zade—!"

Indie's voice smashed through the horror. Her hands were on my face, frantic. "Zade, what's wrong? Talk to me!"

Leon was there too, one hand pressed to my chest, the other gripping my shoulder.

"Hey. Hey, look at me. Breathe. What the fuck is happening?"

I couldn't answer them. The visions kept flashing behind my eyes. They felt like a prophecy.

A familiar voice slammed into my mind through the pack bond. It was Mason. His voice was laced with fear.

\[Alpha. The revenants are back. Dozens of them. Something's wrong. They’re coordinated. We need your directions.\]

I gasped again, blood trickling from the corner of my mouth as I fought to stay conscious. My body trembled helplessly between my mates.

Indie was crying now, her forehead pressed to mine. "Zade, please. You're scaring me."

Leon's hand slid to the back of my neck, stroking gently. "Just breathe. Whatever it is, we face it together,” he said.

Turning my head to the side, I spat up more blood. Then I turned to look at them, panting.

“The pack house is under attack.”

'Oops, looks like you'll have to run. I'd hate for your little girl to get ripped apart,' Varak's voice slithered into my mind and my heart plummeted.

Lila...

Shit.