Danika’s P.O.V.

“Then bite me,” I exclaimed, laying my neck bare for him to place his mark on it. “I wouldn’t mind it one bit if you did mark me.”

He struggled more at my words, and it pained me even more. I gradually wrapped my arms around his neck and pulled him in for a hug.

The hug lasted for ages, and when he called me again, his voice was back to normal. “Don’t do that again next time, Danika,” he chastised me as he broke free from my hug but still added softly, “Thank you.”

I looked at him, and everything was back to how it had been....