“Um, you’ve known him two days,” Adira said as she stared across the table at Eve. “Two days. Isn’t that fairly quick to be letting him mark you?”
Eve shrugged. “You barely knew Dimitri a week. From what I understand, these things happen instantly, don’t they?” She turned to Alanna for confirmation. “You two know more about this stuff than me. I’m the human in this group. Or, at least, I used to be.” She shrugged again.
The redhead nodded as she lifted her coffee cup to her lips with both hands, fingers holding onto the ceramic. “They do. It’s part of the curse the witches put on shifters when they created us. The animals would choose our destined mate, and there isn’t much we can do about it once they have. If we don’t give in to the pull, eventually, we’ll go insane. The minute Dimitr
