Cierra:
The ceremony was meant to last the night, as long as the moon hung high in the sky, but after they marked me, something took over us all.
Dominic led me upstairs, and Dane reluctantly followed as if the mark on my neck made him want to stay close. It was our past that kept him slow, kept him shamed instead of confident in his strides, how Dominic was.
“We’ve waited through the night because this isn’t something we take; it is something you bless us with. If you are ready, Cierra, Dane, and I will complete the ceremony and make you ours in every way the bond allows.” My heart stuttered at Dom’s words, at the thought of both of them at once.
“We will take care of you, Cierra. You don’t have to be scared.” Dane reached out, his fingers a ghost over mine. Those sparks that washed o
