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"She hasn't marked you yet." Sam's quiet voice interrupts the shuffling of papers. A statement, not a question.
My hand instinctively flies to my neck. I have thought of it but I'm not going to push her. There were a few times where I could tell she wanted to but then I guess her orgasm would distract her.
Can she even mark me if she hasn't shifted? Maybe her wolf is intermittent with when she pops up in Ivy's head. Can she mark me without her wolf present?
Jaxon was the driving force behind my desire to sink my teeth into her creamy skin. What was her drive?
I've barely met her wolf. I've never seen her shift. All I know is her name.
The memory of the way Ivy's eyes glowed green comes to the forefront of my mind. They weren't green, a normal green.
They were a deep
