Angelica’s POV
I had walked back to Reece’s room holding Isaiah’s hand while Harriot was curled up snoring contently in my mind. Marking Isaiah had worn her out, more than the challenge did. Although she is with me, the effects of the wolfsbane still tires her quicker than what should normally happen. Doctor Grace said it would get better but to let her get stronger at her own pace. That’s why I didn’t mark all three. Harriot chose who she wanted to mark first and why I wanted him to mark me last. It’s what I wanted to contemplate when I asked them to mark me.
Isaiah opened the door to Reece’s room, only for us to stop in the doorway, seeing King Nicholas standing in the bathroom with two very wet and very forlorn mates underneath the shower. He bursts into uncontrollable laughter as Isa
