Saoirse
“How the hell is this possible?” I growled under my breath, pacing like a caged beast in my room. My bare feet thudded against the cold wooden floor as I rubbed at the twin marks burned into my neck like a curse. “Two damn marks. Two damn men.” My voice cracked, and I hated how breathless I sounded.
I see my reflection in the mirror, wild eyes, flushed skin, trembling fingers hovering just shy of the fresh bruise-like bond on my skin. I grazed it, barely, and a jolt of something electric rushed down my spine.
Heat. Need. And need again.
“We have two mates now,” Nyx, my wolf, purred from inside, her voice loud in my mind but not happiness. No. She sounded just as rattled as I felt.
“But they haven’t even claimed us,” I whispered. “Neither of them. Not truly.”
My nails dug int
