That look he gave me… it wasn’t just about lust. It was about claim.
And I felt it burn into my skin like a brand.
"W-What are you doing?" I breathed out, my voice trembling as my pulse quickened.
Zaliver’s eyes gleamed with something dark and hungry. “I got the results,” he murmured, stepping closer, that crooked smile curving his lips. “I can mark you now. But tonight... I’m leaving a different kind of mark.”
His gaze flickered for just a second something unreadable passed through his expression before the smug confidence returned. I didn’t miss it. I latched onto it, desperate for time.
"What did the results say? Is... is everything okay?" I asked, pretending to focus on anything but how close he was, on how my shoulder burned with anticipation.
He didn’t hesitate. “Perfect. Every
