Alpha Jaxon Slave Mate

Episode 55

The night breeze was frigidly brushing her skin. She rubs her arms trying to heat them up. Before she can ever notice it, the mark doesn't hurt. It was like a normal tattoo.

The oracle stood in the center of the circle carrying a container.

"It's time for the marking, After this, there's no turning back.

"Mark? What do you mean?" She asks.

"A Mark. It serves as an identification attachment to every member of the pack. It's metal heated and it will press and stamp to your skin. Like a seal, but don't worry it will not last long coz our regeneration ability...