Hazel’s POV
“That’s how it is. This is what is called marking in us and even some hold a ceremony for this. It’s called a marking ceremony, where in front the male marks his mate or if they want both marks each other.” He concluded making me actually feel a little scared. I said I trust him and I really do but hearing this I am a little scared not of him but just by the thought of the pain when he will bite me.
“Hey, are you okay?” He asked shaking me and getting me out of my thoughts. “What are you thinking?” Shaking my head, I responded not in a state of saying anything else. “Are you scared?” He asked making me scoff for even daring to ask such a stupid question.
With a smile on my face, I shook my head saying, “No, not at all. Do I seem scared? And, why would I be, right? I have bee
