Greyson
Markus looks pale as we get into the room, his eyes trailing each and every one of our movements and for some reason I feel guilty even though there is nothing to be guilty of. It’s not like I cheated on him, he doesn’t even feel the mate bond, and he’s had his fair share of hookups all through our lives, not stopping for even a second, even drawing me in from time to time when I got too weak to deny him. So, me hooking up with Quinn, it is definitely not his business, unless he wanted him too. But, even if he did, I am not giving up. Quinn wants me, and I want him. He’s actually the first person I have ever wanted besides Mark, which is big, because I’ve only ever had eyes for what I can’t have.
Yet, the guilt sits at deep at the pit of my stomach, burning me from the inside lik
