With every movement.
With every brush of his fingers against her skin.
Desire stirred again, slow but relentless, spreading warmth through his veins despite the cold shower they had shared only minutes earlier.
His jaw tightened.
And to his immense frustration—
He felt himself growing hard.
“Unbelievable,” he muttered under his breath.
But it was impossible to ignore the deeper reason behind his reaction.
His gaze kept drifting.
Again.
And again.
Back to her neck.
To the place where his teeth had pierced her skin.
The mark was already visible.
Not the deep, permanent mating bite.
No.
This was something different.
A temporary bond.
An ancient symbol known among Lycans as an engagement mark.
A test.
A verification.
A way to reveal the truth of a bond without sealing it f
