Mate mark

He chuckled, a low, throaty sound that did nothing to ease my frustration. " You've been marked as the Anderson family's mate."

I squinted at him. "Mate? That's absurd!"

He grinned, enjoying my discomfort. "It's a spell, an ancient one. Apparently, someone in my family thought it would be amusing to have our chosen mates marked."

I crossed my arms. "Amusing? I find it infuriating! How do I get rid of it?"

Killian's eyes gleamed mischievously. "Ah, you see, that's the catch. It's not so simple. You'll have to invite me to dinner first. You didn’t invite me to dinner the first time we did it, I feel like you owe me one."

"Did anybody tell you that you have an incredibly slappable face?"

He leaned in, his lips dangerously close to my ear. "Consider it a small price to pay. Besides, I'm not just anyone; I'm the son of an Alpha. The process isn't as straightforward as pressing a delete button on a computer."

I yanked my hand away, shaking my head. "I'm not buying into this. I need that mar