Carlisle's POV
My nerves were taking over as I flung open the door.
"You son of a b***h!" Blithe screamed.
I wasn't prepared for the kick to the stomach, nor the punches or slaps that were thrown my way. Dear god, she is really mad.
"Blithe! Calm down!" I ordered, grabbing her wrists and holding them high in the air.
Blithe was breathing heavily, her eyes had this crazed look in them, and her hair was all over the place.
"You no good asshole!" She hissed, yanking her wrists away and backing up, far away from me.
"Blithe, please, why are you mad?" I asked
"You marked me!" She snarled, shaking a bit.
I'm not going to lie, the way she was reacting to the mark made me mad. I began walking to her, despite her stepping back with each step I took.
It was like I was the predator and she
