Chapter 194 The Mark Of A Mate

• Moana
• Edrick was bleeding out below me. I needed to mark him if I wanted him to survive, but he didn’t want me to. He said that it would be bad for the baby; he even admitted that the drops he was putting in my coffee were to specifically prevent this. But he didn’t know that I hadn’t been drinking my coffee, and I could mark him then and there.
• “I won’t let you die,” I said firmly as I held Edrick’s hand in mine.