Greyson still just sat there without saying anything, as if I should just accept what he was saying.
“I need you to explain yourself.”
“It doesn’t really come with explanations Lily. This is all just as new to us as it is to you,” Greyson stopped. He tilted my chin up and placed a kiss on my lips, “Wyatt and I weren’t sure if we would have to mark you again even though we already had. Usually, a mark is given in the thralls of s*x. The passion helps to hide the pain for a mortal.”
I kissed Greyson sweetly after he finished. I was hard on him and Wyatt, and I needed to remind myself that Greyson was right. This all is just as new to them as it was to me. They’ve never experienced the loss of a mate. For them to mate, someone meant to bind their lives together, living eternity
