Cynthia Dion:
"Come on, don’t be such a buzzkill," he muttered.
"Why is my mark getting infected?" I asked persistently when he continued to ignore my question.
"What do you mean by it being infected?" he scoffed, feigning ignorance about my concern.
"I had a fever today and I blacked out because of it," I recounted the day's events and simultaneously quizzed him.
"Once your wolf awakens, you'll be fine. It's because you lack a wolf," he confirmed my suspicions, but I remained uncertain about trusting him.
"You knew this would happen if you marked me without my wolf? Why the heck did you mark me then?" I rose from the bed, my voice laced with frustration as I confronted him.
He nonchalantly shrugged his shoulders and replied, "I didn't know," but his eyes betrayed the truth hidden
