All Chapters of Marked By The Four: Chapter 11 - Chapter 17

Evelynn’s POVThe hotel room door clicked shut behind me, and I sagged against it like it was the only thing holding me up.Stale air greeted me. Thin carpet, buzzing light, sheets that smelled faintly of bleach. Nothing special, but it wasn’t my packhouse. It wasn’t his. For one blessed moment, I was alone.I dropped my bag on the bed and toed off my boots. My body ached, not from the drive but from everything else. The betrayal, the humiliation, the fight in that bar. My wolf was pacing in my chest, restless, snarling, refusing to let me collapse into sleep.“You shouldn’t have run,” she snapped. Her voice was low, wild, furious. “You felt them. You know.”“I don’t care,” I muttered, pressing my palms to my eyes. “I don’t want them. Not now. Not ever.”A vicious laugh rolled through me. “Liar.”I kicked off my jacket and crossed to the bathroom, needing distance from the voice clawing inside me. The mirror reflected a woman I barely recognized - hair tangled from wind and road, eyes

Evelynn's POV I slid down the door until my back hit the wood, lungs dragging ragged air, skin burning as if I’d stepped back into the shower. Maddox’s scent clung to me, threaded through the steam, stuck under my skin. I could still feel the phantom weight of him pressed against me, the rough edge of his mouth so close to mine, and it made me shake.My wolf stretched inside me like a predator just fed. "Mmm. He tasted your fear. He tasted you wanting. Why shove him out when you wanted him in?" Her laugh was low, sultry, unbearable." Your body knows what it wants - you’ve already come once for them. Do it again. Or better yet - let them do it."“Shut up,” I whispered, but it sounded weak, desperate. My thighs pressed together like a dam about to break."You’re leaking for them already." Her voice was wicked, vibrating through my bones. "They’ll smell it. They’ll love it. Maddox would drop to his knees right now if you let him in. Imagine it. His mouth, his tounge, his teeth - licking

The cherry lingered on my tongue, sugar and heat tangling with the far more dangerous taste of their attention.Maddox licked the fork slow, his gaze never leaving mine. “See? Sweeter when someone feeds you.”I wanted to snap back, wanted to shove the fork away, but Jaxon leaned closer, his thigh pressing firmly against mine under the table. His scent - dark spice, smoke, pure wolf - wrapped around me until my lungs forgot how to work.Rafe’s hand brushed against mine again, firmer this time. Not accidental. He left it there, knuckles grazing, waiting.And Calder… Calder was a storm barely leashed, his gaze heavy enough to pin me to the booth. His jaw flexed, the cords in his neck standing taut, as if holding back the urge to rip me out of this seat and claim me in front of everyone.“You’re trembling,” Jaxon murmured, his lips so close the words ghosted over my skin. “Say you don’t want us. Go on. Lie to me.”My wolf pressed forward with a growl that reverberated through my bones. "Y