Chapter Forty-Eight: Fate

What in the world was she talking about?

I stepped back even further, subconsciously cupping the shell of my ear. I had no clue what she had even looked at, but I felt vulnerable all of a sudden.

The Mark of Sina was something only told about as an old folktale. Some believed it had been real, but most regarded it as a children's story. I was one of the latter. The old tale described the mark of Sina as the ultimate cast of favor, it claimed those who had it could even summon the goddess back to earth. Of course, no one believed that part. It was too much power to wield in a world where Alphas reigned. If anything could threaten the Alpha's place in the pack, it was eliminated.

So many of the stories about the marked emphiased even the "chosen" ones knew their place in the world. I used to always roll my eyes at it.

But to hear it said outside of a storybook was jarring. Especially from a daughter of the sun. It felt like she was seeing something I wasn't, but that could be my bia