Chapter 40: Reminiscent
Chasity’s POV
“You’re a werewolf, you know just as well as anyone else those marks cannot be removed. They’re permanent,” I said, trying to stop my brown eyes from turning black with rage. How dare he try to remove my mates’ marks. That was beyond heinous. I’d never even heard of such a thing.
Dante shrugged. “It was magic. I thought it would work,” he said.
I must have lost my mind for a second. Temporary insanity. I lunged at him and tackled him to the ground, canines bared. I wanted to rip him to shreds.
Dante was so stunned. He actually froze as we fell to the ground with me on top of him. My claws came out as I scratched at his torso and his face. He recovered and grabbed my wrists, squeezing until it was painful. I screamed. He stood up and tossed me back
