Skyla's POV
"Sure," I replied curtly and sat in the chair next to her. She looked at me in shock, not expecting me to have joined her.
We began eating, and no one said anything for the first five minutes. Well, that's until Courtney decided to break it.
"Pretty mark you've got there," she complimented, her eyes fixed on my neck.
"I know," I gritted, looking at her suspiciously. Gosh, I hated her for always being up to something.
"I also noticed how they do not carry your mark. No surprise there; it's the triplets we're talking about anyways," Courtney snickered.
"What do you mean?" I asked cautiously.
"They were always possessive about what they cared about and did not hesitate to claim ownership. But you see, they don't want to be tamed… they are never going to let you mark them. A
