Gray POV
I looked down at her mark, it had changed since Lycus had bitten her. It was no longer the first quarter moon it had been, but now a full moon that seemed to glow against her porcelain skin. She was finally both of ours, the way it was always supposed to be.
She stirred slightly in my arms, the mating and marking had thoroughly drained her and she had collapsed into a sleep state shortly after the stage of mourning had run its course.
I had taken her from Lycus' embrace almost as soon as she had cried herself to sleep. He had so many things addling his brain right now, he could barely concentrate on anything than our past. He was silent, just pacing around the small meadow that we resided in.
It had been a strange sensation, as soon as Lycus had marked her, we began to feel ou
