Chapter 11

Summer POV

I couldn’t believe I slept and took a shower in the Alpha’s house with a fugitive’s mark and another weird one next to it. I stared at two marks on my lower back in the mirror. I walked out of the shower and saw the black mark as I passed in the mirror. I grabbed my new phone and took a picture. One of them was the fugitive mark but I didn’t know what the other one was.

“When did this show up?” Dad asked.

“I can’t say. I saw it today.”

“You’re officially a fugitive, sweetheart. I don’t need to tell you what this means.”

“What about the other?”

Dad scrutinised the picture again. “If I’m not wrong, that should mean cursed.”

“Cursed!”

He nodded grimly. “I’d like to know what type of curse. I’ll find out.”

“Dad, you know I only defended myself. What would have happened to me—”

Dad stood cutting me off. He planted his heavy hands on my shoulders.

“I understand. Blake’s the real idiot in this. It’s an Alph