AARON WAS GOING TO sort this s**t out, no matter what it took or how long. His mate had experienced severe trauma, that was certain. But he was sure they could sort it out. Together.
“Tell me why you hid your mark for so long.”
He had to know. And he swore to let his mate go if he had a good enough excuse.
“I... didn’t want you to know that I had it.”
“Because...” He led Jordan to continue.
Silence.
For f**k’s sake, just say it.
He forced himself to breathe in and out, and not pound his fists to make his mate talk.
“Jordan...” He let his tone change, deepening. “I don’t want to make you tell me, but I will, if you continue to refuse to speak.”
There was another heartbeat of silence then Jordan coughed, as though clearing his throat.
“I... ah, ok. I don’t really want you to Alpha
