Madison’s POV
Austin’s eyes scan over my body with unveiled interest. There’s no walls up with him. He just lets his desire be known. It’s almost… refreshing.
I shake myself out of it. It’s the mark pull… that’s all.
“I came here for this,” I say, yanking the collar of my shirt down to reveal the golden mark. His mark.
He smiles when he sees it, his eyes going a bit feral. “It looks good on you.”
I release the fabric, my hands curling to fists at my sides. “I need you to remove it.
That smile falters. “And why would I do a silly thing like that?”
“Because I never consented to it in the first place! Because it’s replaced my real mate mark with Dylan, who - thank the goddess - hasn’t noticed yet!”
He closes the distance between us and catches my arm before I can stumble back. His wa
