"It destroys their case," Liam said firmly, pressing a kiss to my shoulder. "They can't force you into marriage with one of their heirs when you're already bonded to four Alphas."
"Plus," Fin added with a wicked grin, "the scent of four Maxwell males is going to be all over you. Even if they somehow missed the marks, they'll smell our claim the moment you walk into the room."
I felt heat rise in my cheeks at the thought. "Is that... normal? The scent thing?"
"Completely normal," Brent assured me, though his eyes were dark with possessive satisfaction. "It's nature's way of warning other wolves that you're taken. Protected."
I slid out of bed, my legs slightly unsteady as I made my way to the bathroom. My reflection in the mirror made me gasp, four distinct bite marks decorated my neck,
