Chapter Fifty Three

As I continued kissing her neck I noticed the silver had been irritating her skin.

“Does the necklace hurt you little wolf?” She turned to face me, her shuffling on my lap getting me hard.

“Not really, It’s a little irritating is all.”

“We can take it off for a while if you’d like.” Still confused about my feelings for her, I tested her commitment to me, offering her a way out.

“It’s alright your majesty.”

“Lilly, It’s marking up your skin.”

“Let it be marked then.”

Her response took me aback. There was more meaning behind it than the words she had spoken. Like she was implying something.

“Lilly?”

“I don’t want to be like them anymore. It wasn’t vampires that tried to kill me, it was wolves. Vampires who took my ideas seriously, and wolves who sent me to get mental treatment. Wolves who rejected me, and you who found me. Who treated me with the respect I deserve. Who promised me what should have been mine from the beginning. A little mark on my skin is a small price to pay.”