Eve’s POV
Astrid’s scream sliced through the trees when she finally woke up
I thought she was unconscious, she had barely moved after my wolf forced her down. But now she lurched upright with a ferocity that would make one think of insanity.
Her eyes were wild and desperate, shining with strange recognition, they remained fixed on the faint markings glowing across my skin.
“No,” she choked out. “No, no, no, impossible!”
Malik stepped in front of me instantly, a protective wall of muscle and rage. “Stay back,” he growled, voice low and sharp. “You don’t come near her again.”
But Astrid barely looked at him. Her entire being stayed stunned as she pointed at me, shaking so violently she had to grip a tree to keep herself steady.
“That mark,” she whispered. “That… that mark” Her voice
