Knox
“Under the light, a marking will take place. One the Goddess doesn’t approve of. Only the other half can undo what goes against nature.”
Sybil’s message from her vision repeats in my head as I nuzzle into Thea’s hair. Her delicate, light and sweet smell of fresh peaches floods my nostrils. “I love you Thea,” I breathe.
Her body stills, her eyes fluttering softly as her plush lips settle into a small smile.
I don’t like the thought of marking her without her permission. She asked me to make her mine, but our marking should have been something beautiful. Something we did in our bed after I’d brought her to the precipice of pleasure multiple times. Not lying in the grass after her neck was torn open.
Rage rips through me. I let my guard down before all the threats were gone. This is
