Chapter 77 Marked By Him

• Henry
• “Xavier, stop,” I managed, though my voice trembled, and the words felt hollow even as they left my lips. The pull was too strong, too overwhelming.
• His grip tightened on my waist, his nails sinking into my skin as if he was already marking me in his own way. “You want this just as much as I do,” he murmured, his voice a deep growl that vibrated through my chest. “You’ve always wanted me. You’ve always been mine, Henry. Don’t fight it. Don’t fight us.”