Noah's POVThe silence between Valerie and me was so obvious. We walked side-by-side through the bustling market, but my whole world had narrowed to the space where my hand had just touched the small of her back. Where my lips had touched her and From sucking her petite breasts. A faint, hot tingle still danced across my body.Good, the demon purred, its voice a sound in the back of my skull. She feels our claim. She will not forget it."I am not trying to make her afraid of me," I argued back in my mind, keeping my face a mask of calm as a merchant shouted about his fresh apples. The sweet smell of them turned sour in my nose.Liar, the demon hissed, You want her to tremble. You want her to know, deep in her bones, that she belongs to us. To you. To me. We are the same.My jaw tightened so hard it ached. The demon was right, and the truth of it shamed me. When I had pressed her against that wall, a wild, possessive part of me had wanted to mark her right there, in the dirty alley. To
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