Ellie’s POV
“Ellie, Ellie. Wake up,” a familiar voice called my name while shaking me. Kiki growled.
“What happened?” I asked as I opened my eyes to see Reagan with a concerned look on his face.
“I’m sorry. It was the only way to stop you,” he said apologetically. I was about to ask him what he was talking about when Kiki spoke.
“He must have been the one to mark you,” Kiki informed me before growling again. I was shocked. Marking someone without their consent, Reagan wouldn’t do that. Would he? I reached up and touched my neck, and there were several small lumps. Signifying he had.
I thrashed out of his arms, yelling at him to get off me. I landed on the ground and touched my neck again. Still not believing he had done something so intimate to me. I pushed myself to my feet. Which was when everything came back to me. Sam, in such a humiliated and beaten state, the feeling of my anger was escalating into an uncontrollable rage, before blacking out.
Kiki wanted to rip Reagan apart
