Harley’s P.O.V.

What?

Mark me?

Although a bond between two werewolves or any other supernatural creatures was completed by a mating mark, it never crossed my mind that I would get one. It wasn’t that I had never yearned for one, but Xander’s continuous delays dismissed that hope long ago. So, when Carlos mentioned it, I found it hard to believe it.

A thousand volts of current ran through my body as he claimed my lips again, taking charge aggressively. That kiss was hot, messy, breathless, unlike anything we had shared before. He bit a corner of my lips as I tried to taste him first, sucking and nibbling relentlessly....