Protected by the Moon Goddess
Just then, the cloud passes, drenching her in golden sunlight, and my desire to claim and protect her flares up again.
“Orchid, the mark is permanent. Once you are bound to a group of Alphas, that bond cannot be broken except by death. ”
Truk steps forward and leans against the wall beside her. He caresses her bare arm with his knuckles.
“Besides,” he adds, “it won't make any difference if Dog and I tag you. The alphas who dwell in the city's ruins recognize only the mark of their own tribes. To them, the marks of a stranger and a half-breed like me wouldn't mean much. " Orchid nods, thinking.
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