Bound To The Alpha Who Hates Me
Even with the stress and exhaustion, he's built like a warrior—all muscle and power and controlled strength.
Elder Thorne examines him carefully, muttering detection spells. Finally, at the base of Kade's skull, hidden by his hairline, Elder Thorne finds something.
"There," he says. "Do you see it?"
I move closer and see what he's pointing at—a tiny symbol, almost invisible, that looks like it was drawn with black ink. But when I look more carefully, I realize it's not ink. It's under the skin, like a magical tattoo.
"What is it?" Kade asks.