King pov
I look like sh*t right now and I feel the same way.
It's been three days since I marked Elle and she has been unconscious since then. Her body struggling to cope with the effects of my mark.
I have been unable to eat, sleep or do anything other than wait for her to open her beautiful blue eyes and look up at me.
At first the mark just looked like two round blackened puncture wounds. It wasn't healing but after two days it began to heal and close on its own.
By this morning, it finally took the shape of my mark.
A moon with three claw marks slashed across it. I sighed thinking of my anger that had aided Hades in taking over.
I'd just wanted her to tell me herself, to come clean. But Hades wasn't prepared to take chances with our mate.
I fought him real hard but he wouldn't
