Melody had been growing quieter over the last couple of days, and nothing I did seemed to make her feel better. I knew it was most likely the pressure of the trial, but that couldn’t be her only problem, because it didn’t explain why she wouldn’t mark me.
I had given her so many opportunities since she first shifted. I bared my neck to her every time we made love and at numerous other points during the day, but she had yet to take the bait. Even though I was almost certain that she wanted to mark me, more than once, I had felt her canines grazing my neck.
My parents thought it was a side effect of her being a human. They thought Melody was holding herself back because she was afraid of doing something wrong and hurting me. My dad told me that I should be patient and let her mark me when
