Ferrara
The mark was Jax's last straw that broke the camel's back. This had gone too far to simply be tagged mind games. No one had that birthmark except Angel. It was horrifying to think that perhaps my new pet was her reincarnation. Seline and Angel had little age difference, and I was doubly sure that she had been born before Angel passed away.
She went into the car first, her movements swift and graceful, curling her legs up on the leather seat. I settled beside her with a frown, wrapping an arm around her waist and drawing her close. She squinted at my face, her brows furrowed. "Sir, is anything the matter?"
A guard drew the door shut before I replied to her, trying my best to keep my tone light and not bare my exasperation. "It's nothing. Why do you ask?"
"You look...angry. I'm s
