Miller's stomach dropped, his pulse stuttering in shock. If that was what he thought it was... then the Alpha hadn't just claimed her, he'd marked her and that changed everything.
His mouth opened, then closed. His brows furrowing as deep lines creases his usually friendly face.
"He bit you?" he asked again, this time softer, like he wasn't sure he wanted to hear the answer a second time.
"Yes." Her voice was barely above a whisper.
His chest lifted with a sharp breath. It looked like it cost him something. "That wasn't just a warning," he muttered, more to himself than to her. "He marked you... as a mate."
Reylin blinked. "What?"
"Nothing," he said quickly, too quickly. "Nothing at all." But she didn't miss the tremor in his hands as he packed up the ointment in a silent rush.
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