“Now what?” Elena sighed, sitting on Aba's bed.
“We will figure it out. It's going to be okay.” Aba sat beside her, wrapping his arm around her.
“We can be together without me marking you, but if I make a mistake, it will kill you.” She looked down at her hands.
“I can think of worse ways to go.”
“Aba.” She looked up at him in annoyance.
“We could get a muzzle for you.” The corners of his lips twitch up and she let out an airy laugh, leaning her head on him.
“This isn't how it is supposed to be.” She felt his hand rub over her arm in a soothing up and down motion.
“Neither one of us will die unless we’re killed. You know we can't risk losing Yang. Not to mention I hated the idea of not being your guardian anymore anyway. Worst case, we have to wait, right? But I'm not going anyw
