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My mates in Beastworld

Chapter 115 Their mark
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Chapter 115: Chapter 115 Their mark

"My mark." he whispered, his hands quickly stroking the dark scaled snake mark on her skin. The snake’s head climbed protectively over her shoulder. Why hadn’t it been there until he kissed her?

His fingers touched his red eyes, which started glowing. "Priest was right. I am your protector. My mark extends from your back to your shoulder." His eyes were blank as he looked at the mark, but a gleam of light appeared in them.

He understood the mark, as the snake-shaped mark on her body seemed to indicate that he was protecting her.

Lucas, listening behind the door, burst in. "Where is the mark?" His blue eyes widened at the sight of the protective snake Mark on her back.

"It didn’t appear until I kissed her." Vincent explained, his fingers tracing the mark once more.

"That’s because it’s an ethereal mark!" Lucas explained. "When a male and female mate, the female receives a mark based on her feelings for the male. But an ethereal mark is rare. It doesn’t appear because of her feelings, but because of how you’ll make her feel in life." Vincent’s eyes sparkled with a smile.

"Really?" Vincent asked, but Lucas turned away in disgust.

"Yes, but wear something," Lucas said, rolling his eyes.

Kyra blushed furiously, realizing that she was standing before the two men completely naked.

Her whole body was on display, but they seemed too preoccupied with the mark to notice.

Lucas, however, couldn’t help but steal a glance, his gaze lingering on her curves.

"Kyra, turn around," he said, his voice slightly strained as he searched for his own mark.

When he finally raised his head, he found Kyra’s flushed face staring back at him, her eyes filled with a mixture of embarrassment and curiosity.

Lucas gulped, feeling a tug in his lower abdomen, his length pressing against the fabric of his skirt.

"Damn," he muttered, pulling Kyra closer to him. "Should I kiss all over your body until I find my mark?" he murmured, his hands caressing her soft skin.

As Lucas began to trail kisses down Kyra’s neck, Vincent watched, biting his lip to hold back a groan. The scene was too hot to bear.

Lucas’ lips continued their descent, his hands softly caressing Kyra’s breasts, his mouth sucking on her sensitive buds. Kyra moaned, her eyes fluttering closed as she held onto Lucas’ head.

Finally, Lucas’ lips reached Kyra’s navel, and he could see her body shivering in anticipation.

Suddenly, something began to sparkle, and Lucas knew he had found his mark.

"Found it." he said, a wide smile spreading across his face, his mark glowing near her navel.

A wolf raising its head, howling, with its tail curled around her navel and blue eyes sparkling.

"The ethereal mark has many forms," Lucas explained. "The back mark is a protection symbol, and the stomach mark represents happiness, comfort, and connection."

Lucas stood up and pulled Kyra into a tight hug. "My Ky-ky, you are always the best. I will always love you and make you feel good," he murmured, rubbing her back.

Vincent also felt a sense of joy, knowing that he had been granted the protection symbol of his mark on Kyra’s body - a significant accomplishment.

"What are the other types of marks, Lucas?" Kyra asked, her curiosity piqued.

As Vincent went to retrieve a towel, Lucas chuckled, "We’ll talk about that outside. I need to solve a different problem first." he said, gesturing towards his obvious arousal.

Kyra flushed and ran away nacked, and Lucas chuckled.

***

After exiting the space capsule, it was eight in the morning. Lucas prepared a warm breakfast, after breakfast.

"You haven’t told me about the types of marks," Kyra reminded him.

"There are many," Lucas explained. "A mark near the neck signifies trust and intimacy. A mark on the feet symbolizes the journey taken together. The lower back symbolizes strength and sensuality. Marks on the hands or arms symbolize deep love and a romantic nature. Possessive, flirty, or ruthless males often give these marks."

Kyra’s mouth dropped open. She realized there was much to learn about this beautiful system.

"And what if the male doesn’t love the female?" Vincent asked, his brow furrowed. "What kind of mark would appear then?"

"I don’t know. Ethereal markings are rare. Only the Beast God can grant them, and only a few couples receive them." Lucas said, rubbing his hair.

He knew this because his parents had received ethereal marks.

Ethereal marks are rare because they are blessings from the Beast God, given to those who find their true mates in temples or other spiritual places.

"It’s our blessing then..." Kyra smiled, and Lucas and Vincent nodded their heads in agreement.

"Mehhhh, Kyra! Your bestest bestest friend is here!" Mia shouted from outside.

A smile appeared on Kyra’s face as she ran to open the door. Lucas shook his head slightly.

That crazy female Mia was here.

"Mia!" Kyra hugged her tightly. Mia hugged her back, but Kyra noticed Mia’s mate wasn’t with her.

"Mia, you came alone? Where is your mate?" Kyra asked as she led Mia inside.

"I ran away," Mia pouted. "They never let me go anywhere without their permission. I’m so tired of it, and I came here to play with you." Mia said, complaining like a child.

"They must be worried about you, Mia! You shouldn’t have run away from home," Kyra said. Mia pouted even more.

Suddenly, Mia gulped in fear when she saw a strong male with cold eyes staring at her. His red eyes made her even more afraid.

"Kyra, is he the Feral King?" Mia leaned and whispered in her ear. Kyra nodded. 𝒏𝒐𝙫𝙥𝙪𝙗.𝒄𝙤𝙢

"Hello, Feral King. I’m Mia. I’ve heard a lot about you." Mia said, laughing nervously.

Vincent raised his brows. "Hmm... what did you hear?"

Unable to control herself, Mia started speaking rapidly. "I heard you attacked many tribes without mercy, devour anyone without chewing, kidnapped anyone who even slightly offended you, and you feed them to your snake gang! My mate used to tell me stories about you when I refused to sleep, and I had nightmares all night..."

Vincent: "..." He wasn’t that bad... okay, maybe not as bad as people assumed.

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