Is she truly asking me to leave my mark on her here, in the woods? I hesitated as I looked around the moonlit clearing. The quiet rustling of leaves and the distant hooting of an owl added to the mysterious atmosphere. Although I was initially unsure, I couldn't resist the undeniable allure of the mate bond, which compelled me to make her mine.
"Mark her." My lycan pushed.
"I will, I will. I want her to be in a comfortable area," I told him.
"Pfft! She is comfortable now! Take her as ours, she is practically begging you to you goon!" He yelled at me.
I looked back down at Meadow and I smiled at her. "Here and now? Are you sure?" I asked her. "You wouldn't like it to be somewhere more comfortable?"
"Yes, I have never been more sure of anything. Take me as yours and mark me." Her lowe
