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Come to think of it, marking her completely slipped my mind when I was having s*x with her, and Helldog didn’t remind me of it. I thought when you are having s*x with your mate, the instinct to mark her would come naturally, but I didn’t feel it. "I forgot; I will mark you some other time." I whispered, picking up my clothes from the floor. "How can you forget something so important?" She raised her voice. I clutched my clothes in my hand and squatted in front of her. "How dare you raise your voice at me? Don’t ever do that again." I said, glaring at her. She stared at me and looked away. "I’m sorry." She muttered. "You better be." I snarled and got up. "I am going back to our room; you should go too." I said. "I will stay here for tonight," she said, resting her head on her hand.