Marking

DANIEL POV

Her enchanting emerald green eyes are glowing in the dark, urging me to mark her as our lips break apart, but I hold back.

I have to be sure. I have to know this is her decision. I have to make sure she knows the full extent of what she is asking.

I don't want there to be any regrets between us. I know the pack has commented here and there over the past month. They have even asked her when she thinks she might allow me to claim her as my own. Her responses have always been vague, and she always rubs her stomach. I don't want her rushing this to please them or me. If she wants to wait until she has her cub, then we need to wait. No matter what the pack thinks.

I lick her remaining essence off my lips as I refocus my brain. I try to control my instinctual urge as much as I can before asking her what could potentially be the most serious question I ever ask my mate.

"Sam, do you realize what you are asking for? You are asking me to claim you. With or without a