Mia's POV
I was coming down the high i was just on, only to be hit with reality. I wanted to smack myself on the side of the head. I can't believe I just did that. I marked him. Well, we marked him. My wolf kind of took over there for a minute.
I wiped away the blood that was dripping down my chin. I was scared to look directly at him. Even more scared to see what his reaction is to my impulsive moment. The only thing we kept thinking about was how much we loved him and how he belonged to us. Everything else was on instinct, I suppose.
Besides me marking him on impulse, everything about it was perfect. He was sweet and gentle. He knew exactly how to handle me, and I actually enjoyed it. I was so scared about being with someone for so long. Now, i know that being with the right person
