43 – Avia’ POV:
I make my way to where I’m supposed to meet up with Ollie. He sees me and comes running over to me. “Hey girl, so how was it?” He takes my hand, dragging me to a corner of the kitchen. Laughing “What do you mean? How was what?” I ask asked, acting dense. He looks at me like I had grown another head. “Girl don’t act all innocent and s**t. You know exactly what I’m talking about. That mark on your neck is screaming at everyone that you are now taken.” I reach up, touching my mark, smiling in a daze. “Oh, that.” I say. “Oh b***h, don’t you start with me. I had to have my first heat with my mate being gone. Those damn suppressants work but you still feel like s**t. Please tell me something. Did you use any of the goodies we got for you?” I pull him even further into a dark cor
