ISOLDE His low growl vibrates through my bones, deep and feral. Suddenly, the world narrows to the heat of his mouth at my neck.“Drogo?” I call, my heart racing with anticipation, heat, and fear. The contradiction makes my head spin.The last time he was like this was the night he came to my room without warning, plowing into me until I could not feel my bones.Forcing my gaze to him, I still at the sight. Drogo is staring at my neck, teeth bared, eyes glowing red.Do not tell me he wants to mark me.My chest heaves as I try to get away. A warning growl rumbles louder, freezing me in place, and just as his mouth widens to clamp down on my skin, I yell.“Stop!” I tremble. “Do not do it. I… I cannot bear your mark. I will die.”He goes still, chest heaving as he forces himself to pull away. His dark eyes meet mine, and realization flickers across his face.He pushes himself up and away, staggering as if struck by lightning.“Isolde,” he asks quietly, “are you alright?”I nod, raising
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