I wake up to sparks rushing up my leg. My eyes fly open to find Axton sitting beside me, my foot propped up on his thigh, and I am lying down on a bed. Startled, I sit up. The pinching in my neck has my hand flying to touch it.
“You were bleeding out. Khan marked you,” Axton says simply, tying the bandage off around my thigh.
A growl tears out of me.
“Calm down. What the f**k did you expect me to do? I wasn’t going to let you die!”
“Call a f*****g doctor, not f*****g mark me, Axton!”
“It was Khan, not me! Not that I wasn’t going to anyway. You won’t escape me again, Elena.”
“Yeah, well, I haven’t marked you,” I growl back, and so does Lexa. She is just as pissed about being forcefully marked. My lips part when he pounces on me, pinning me to the bed.
“Reject me and watch what h
