His face held pure disappointment, sadness, and a tint of anger. "Luke, I can't let you mark me," I told him and felt happy that my voice didn't come out weak.

"Why?" He strained out.

"If you mark me, I have to join your pack and I don't want to," okay so that sounded so rude.

Luke was shaking with anger. "Luke, I didn't mean it like that. What I'm trying to say is that I have a responsibility and I love the pack I'm in. I don't want to leave Randy behind or any of the other guys," I said in a softer tone.

Luke didn't look calmer instead...