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It looked like teeth markings, like a …
“Like a mate’s mark,”a soft voice whispered through my head. It wasn’t my inner voice.
I pushed all my hair behind my shoulders and leaned forward, staring in shock as the mark glimmered underneath the moonlight. My heart raced, my chest tightening.
What the fuck is this? How do I have a mark?
Maybe one of the guys had lost control last night. Or maybe … someone else had marked me.
When I grazed my fingers against the rigid teeth marks on my neck, I shivered. I truly hoped it was the former option, as I didn’t think my guys would have let anyone else even near me if I’d blacked out last night.
And if one of my guys had marked me …
My lips curled into a wide grin, warmth flooding through my body. I had been waiting for so fucking long—so long. I just wished that I could remember it. I had been waiting for someone to love me—truly love me—for so long.
“What the fuck happened?” Thayer said, his voice drifting through the door. While his voice sounded like a hushed whisper, I could hear it loud and clear. “I still can’t wrap my head around what that was last night.”
“I don’t know,” Gaian said. “We could … she could …”
“She was stronger than us put fucking together.”
Are they talking about me? Me, strong?
As I lifted my gaze to the mirror once more, a madwoman with red eyes, sharp fangs, and claws stared back at me. I stumbled back, glimpses of last night pummeling into my mind. This wasn’t any madwoman, but me.
All I could see in my head was a vampire, a pregnant woman, and me.
Fuck.
Deciding that I needed answers now, I hurried out the door and down the stairs to the living room, where all my guys were gathered and chatting tensely with each other. When I landed on the floor, Calder stood up, his eyes shifting to his golden wolf.
“Mine,”he growled possessively through my head.
Yes, through my fucking head.
My eyes widened, and I found myself rushing to Gaian instead of him. Because how the fuck couldCalderhave marked me? Surely, he hadn’t. He’d wanted to mark me the least out of all the guys. He wouldn’t have lost control. He wouldn’t.
I wrapped my hand around Gaian’s bicep, clutching on tightly as the others stared at me quietly. From the corner of my eye, I saw a vampire’s corpse lying on the couch with vials of his dark blood on the coffee table next to him—vials that I could use to make more potions.
“What happened to me last night? All I remember is there being a pregnant woman and a vampire who wanted to capture her and … oh gods, please tell me she’s safe.”
Everyone stayed quiet, glancing at each other.
Suddenly, Darius cleared his throat. “You really don’t remember?”
“No,” I said. “Why? Is she okay?”
“She’s fine,” Thayer said.
My gaze snapped to him, and I saw a fresh large scar that ran across his face. My nails ached at the sight of him. I opened my mouth to ask what had happened to him, but then I remembered I had done that to him.
“I … I did that to you?” I whispered, dropping Gaian’s bicep and rushing over to Thayer. I grasped his face and searched his glimmering red demon eyes, wanting him to say something, but he stayed quiet. “I’m so sorry. I-I didn’t mean to.”
“It’s fine.”
“No, it’s not,” I said, mouth dry.
It wasn’t fine that his mate had laid her hands on him, had scratched and scarred him for life. That wasn’t what a good mate did or a good person. How could I have done this? How could I have lost control? I … I wasn’t a monster, like Dad.
