After licking Ari’s neck to close the wound, Adrian kissed it gently before leaning back and watching his mark etch across her skin. Since he had been delirious the first time he marked her, witnessing it actually happening, witnessing the fresh tattoo ink her skin, made his chest tighten with pride. The scânteie wasn’t complete until she bit him, too, but a smile feathered across Adrian’s lips, feeling some of the bond now, feeling as if he had been away for a long time and had finally found home.
She is my home.
Taking a shaky breath, “Ari,” he spoke next to her ear, “I met our son. He’s wonderful.” After kissing the side of her head, he continued. “He said I needed to remind you to not forget us. But you’ll forget us if you let the Madness take you.”
Adrian pulled away a little, obse
