Marked As Theirs
Chapter 41
Veronica's POV
My attack instincts kicked in and the hairs on my skin stood, as chills ran down my spine.
I'd heard of intruders but never had one of them come into my room here in Georgia or back in North Dakota.
I dropped my bag on the floor lightly without making a thud and took a few steps to the window.
“The intruder might still—” the thought vanished from my head and got replaced with a yelp when someone yanked me to themselves.
The yelp became muffled when their hand covered my mouth.
“She's strong,” Sierra's voice echoed in my head and I pulled myself away, throwing them with the new technique Aaron taught me—Disarming.
I had to maintain my balance.
They landed on the floor and I was about to go over again, when the person whispered too lou
