ARIA POV
*Cinderella's dead - Emeline*
For a moment I thought I had imagined the pressure.
The warmth of Jasper’s breath against the side of my neck.
The faint scrape of his teeth along the place where Alaric's mark would be.
But the moment stretched instead of disappearing, his hand still twisted in my hair, holding my head tilted to the side while my pulse hammered violently against the skin he was staring at like it still belonged to him.
'He can't, right? he can't mark us like this, right? Not now that he even has Chloe!' I panicked and asked Kara.
But she was silent, even if I could feel fury bubbling up in my veins, my heart slamming against my ribcage.
'f**k no'
Her voice was low inside my mind, not the sharp snarl she usually carried, but something deeper, older.
Alari
