Chapter 27 His Scent

• A mark ! Callan wants to mark me but I'm not Anika. I'm not part of his pack. I feel his fangs digs deeper into my skin and I try to push him away but the exhilarating feeling in my body stops me and I feel this satisfaction and sparks when he tears my skin then he quickly pulled away and I find myself frowning not just because his lips was gone but his cock was out of me.
• I feel the loss of his warm skin as he disentangle himself from me. He stares at my naked sizzling and sweating body on the bed and curses under his breath then he grabs his clothes and begin to put them on. Bare and confused, I clutch the quilt and drapes it on my body panting as I'm still too weak to speak.
• " Leave. You're free to go " he says while I lie there trying to process what I did wrong. Is he angry because I didn't accept his mark?