Rowan’s POV
I watched in stunned silence as Raven entered my room, her presence overwhelming. She didn’t even knock.
The way she moved, so sure of herself, so full of conviction, she was beautiful, powerful, and yet… There she was, asking me to mark her.
“Mark me.”
The words echoed in my mind like a thunderclap, but I couldn’t process them, couldn’t wrap my head around what she was asking.
“Mark me.”
It was all she said, and the weight of it almost brought me to my knees.
How could she? How could she ask that of me? I couldn’t even begin to understand what this meant for her, what it meant for us.
But then she said it.
“I love you.”
And in that moment, my world shifted. Her words were a gift, pure and honest, offered so freely, so unguarded. I was speechless.
Did she understa
