Both men stilled. Gray was barely breathing after the sharp inhale. I started to get worried, neither moved for quite a long time. I looked up to see them mouthing words to each other.
“You don’t want to. Neither of you want to.” I sniffled.
No one wanted to really keep me. If they didn’t mark me, my mark would fade and I’d be all alone again. Victor could leave me. Gray would probably choose to leave me too, after he wasn’t stuck in a marriage with me anymore.
They weren’t going to mark me. They were just planning to keep me until this marriage was over. The thought repeated over and over, mixed with the times vampires had told me they wanted me, times my parents told me I was worthless and bothersome, and times when I questioned why I kept choosing to live if I was such a pitiful,
