Kane
If it weren't for all this drama, I would have locked her in the bedroom long ago and completed the mating process. Every smirk, every touch was beginning to drive me crazy.
That's how mating works; it brought us closer and closer until the process was complete. Jealousy and madness wouldn't subside until her first heat subsided.
It was in my soul that I noticed Marcus's mark on her skin. That damned wolf had marked her against her will and decided he had some kind of false claim to her. The only thing I refused to take away was her choice.
She often acted and said before she thought, and I would never take that away from her. Marcus had long since declared himself her mate, certain of it, though he was deeply mistaken.
"His mark is still there." I grimaced, unable to contain a growl. I ran my finger over the vulgar mark, wishing I'd been there that night.
