Rose
I tuck a loose strand behind my ear and look at my food. I wear a shy smile.
Of course he knows what I am looking at. I am actually surprised that the marks I placed on their necks are permanently there.
“I am sorry, I marked you,”
Lucious hums, “Hmmm are you really?”
He points a fork at me and I just feel more shy.
“I don’t think so brother. She happily marked us these four days. She wants everyone to know we belong to her.”
“Is that a bad thing?!” I snap.
Lucious raises a brow. Looking deadly as f**k.
I swallow, sitting up straighter.
“It’s not bad, it’s just no man bears a mark from their mate. It will be comical for most who will see the most powerful alpha having the mark of his mate on his neck.” Lysander explains, that goofy smirk of his irritating me the most. Lysand
