Bound to the Dark King
I fought hard to keep a straight face, my lips twitching as I tried to hold back my laughter.
"Did you two seriously mark each other while we were out here sweating bullets?" Rafe inquired; his voice laced with mock disbelief.
Hunter snorted, clearly struggling to keep his amusement in check, and Malik’s cheeks flushed a delightful shade of crimson. Then, Rafe erupted into laughter, and Soren, never one to miss out on a good giggle, joined in. Malik looked at them in bewilderment, his confusion only adding fuel to their amusement. Their laughter finally tapered off.