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I shook in his arms, throwing my head back in a wordless scream as I tried to take him even deeper, my hips grinding into his lap. But despite my thrashing, his fangs remained lodged in me. Gage and I were completely joined, and my climax reached a whole new level.
Gage and I were still attached at the hips when he pulled his mouth back and started licking the wound.
“Ohhhh, yesssssss,” I moaned in ecstasy, my brain going haywire with what felt like electricity dancing through every particle of my essence.
With every lick of his tongue, my body jolted, sending shockwaves of pleasure through me and prolonging my seismic orgasm.
“Mine,” he growled, his voice returning to normal.
Mine,my wolf echoed.Bite him back.
I gasped, my eyes flying open as I realized what had just happened.
“What did you do?” I yelped, trying to pull away from him.
Gage’s arms circled me in an iron grip, and as his eyes met mine, my jaw fell open. A glowing purple mark had appeared on his cheekbone beneath his eye.
I studied the symbol. With a certain squint, it almost looked like a capital letter F. A long vertical line stretched from under his eye to the bottom of his nose. From the right side, instead of the perpendicular lines in an F, two shorter diagonal lines slashed downward in parallel.
“Freya…” Gage said, surprise and wonder both filling his voice as his fingers traced a spot below my collarbone.
That’s when I knew the same symbol also marked my skin.
“Gage,” I growled back, annoyed he wouldn’t let me go.
I needed to look in the mirror and see if for myself. And I needed to see the other mark… the one he’d left with his fangs. I couldn’t believe it until I saw it for myself. Had he really just claimed me as his mate?
Part of me felt elated — my wolf, I realized. She’d always wanted to belong, to have a pack, to find her place. Now she had a pack and a mate. A powerful mate — a pack alpha.
But icy dread spilled through me as I wondered where that left the other two wolves I’d opened my heart to. Gage was the most dominant alpha I’d ever met, and alphas never shared. What if, by claiming me, his wolf wouldn’t allow anyone else to be with me now?
This couldn’t be happening.
He’d done this with no warning, without asking me first, without considering how I might feel about it… or what it might mean for my relationships with the others. The ice in my veins turned to molten lava, radiating from the claiming mark that now branded my flesh and filling my eyes with hot tears.
Abruptly, Gage let go of me, his eyes round with shock. I leaped away, as eager to put distance between us as I had been to get close to him earlier. He reached for me as I stumbled, my legs shaky from the position and exertion, but I dodged his hand.
“Freya, you—”
“No!” I shouted. “You don’t get to mark me as your property. Why do alphas always take advantage of me while I’m weak?”
I needed to see it, to be sure, before full-on panic set in. I launched myself at the mirror, cringing at the first sight of my naked body since I’d awoken.
The muscles I’d once cultivated had faded, and my ribs were startlingly obvious beneath my skin. Deep, dark bags beneath my eyes revealed a weariness that even days of unconsciousness hadn’t cured. Even my hair looked limp, the white color not helping.
Beneath my eye, in the same spot where the glowing mark had appeared on Gage’s face, a fresh pink scar marred my skin.
And below that, where my shoulder met my throat… a ring of teeth marks reddened my skin, though they didn’t bleed. From the shape of them, this clearly wasn’t the mark of a human’s mouth, but it also didn’t match the wolf bite on my wrist, the pack mark Gage had given me. As was customary, he’d partially shifted to bite and claim me.
To give me his mate mark… I shuddered with the implications behind that.
But I wasn’t ready to think about it, because lower still, underneath my prominently displayed collarbone? A foreign mark that made no sense.
An F-like rune that matched the one on Gage’s face.
His hulking form filled the mirror behind me, and I simultaneously wanted to punch him and hide in his arms, burying my face in his throat.
So instead I did the totally mature thing. I straightened my shoulders, examined this weak new version of my body, and changed the subject.
