“But he didn’t mark me,” I whisper.
“But he might,” Luca says, his brows going up.
And I don’t say anything – not a word. Because honestly, this morning? If Jackson had offered me his mark, I’d have taken it. It was that intense, that real between us. It always has been.
But…how can I tell Luca that without breaking his heart?
How can I tell Luca that I want his mark too? That I want both of them, not one or the other?
I just stare down at my gorgeous, heartbroken mate, and sigh. Because I don’t know what to do.
“I don’t know if I can do this, Ariel,” Luca whispers, his eyes drifting shut. “If you’re sleeping with him – or close enough to it that he’s scent marking you, which we all know is this incredibly intimate act…I don’t know if I can do this.”
My lip starts to shake with dre
