Elena’s Pov:
I sat up in bed, rubbing my temples, my mind still hazy from the night before. My body ached in places I never thought possible, and the reminder of what had happened made my cheeks burn. But it wasn’t just the soreness or the lingering heat between my thighs—it was the gnawing regret that settled deep in my chest.
*I still forgot to get his name*
I groaned, flopping back against the pillows, staring at the ceiling. What kind of girl lets a stranger mark her—claim her—without even knowing who he is? *Twice*
My fingers absently brushed the darkened skin of my neck. The mark still tingled, an electric pull that made my heart pound. I couldn’t afford to think about that right now. I needed to get up, clean myself, and—
**Knock. Knock.**
My breath hitched.
I bolted
