Eurides was uneasy, begging for Danna's zeal to pass quickly. Every time she saw her son leave the room, she saw him darker and weaker.

In the room, Danna woke up, opened her eyes lazily. He felt that his zeal had lessened its intensity. It no longer felt like an erupting volcano. She saw Eros come out of the bathroom and blushed as she remembered how she forced him to reciprocate as mate. The mark on his neck throbbed. He brought his right hand to the wound that was already healed.

Eros walked over to the bed and Danna looked at his neck. He ran a finger over his mark...