Moonlit Desires
“Not the way you think, but... it happened.”
I blinked, my heart skipping a beat. “What do you mean, not the way I think? How can I be marked if you didn’t—?”
Lucian stepped back, his hands falling to his sides, and the loss of contact made the air between us feel suddenly colder. He rubbed a hand over his face, looking like he was searching for the right words, but whatever he was about to say was clearly weighing on him.
“It’s complicated,” he muttered, his jaw tight. “In our world, a mark isn’t always... physical. The bite is one way, sure, but it’s not the only way.”
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