Leone gently ran his fingers through Vivian's hair as she remained seated on his lap. "I love you," he whispered tenderly, his eyes filled with affection.
"I love you too," Vivian responded, her voice soft and sincere.
Leone's expression turned serious. "I have to mark you soon," he stated, his tone carrying a hint of solemnity.
"Mark me?" Vivian asked, taken aback by the term and the weight behind it.
"Yes," Leone explained, his voice steady and resolute. "In our werewolf tradition, a mate marks his partner to signify their bond and claim. It's a sacred ritual that ensures no other werewolf can interfere or lay claim. It's our way of solidifying our connection, making it recognized among our kind. Basically, a mark is more pious than a marriage ritual for us werewolves."
"I see. Then
