Daniel continuously ran his hand on that spot where Lia had bitten him, it refused to heal which could only mean one thing- she had marked him. No wonder, he felt the bond between them had heightened, so he was on the same par with Asher?
As selfish as that sounds, he was glad. He had always been slightly jealous of the vampire having an upper hand in the relationship, but now he had a mark to show off too.
But then, this made resisting her all the more torturous. Now, he would have a much harder time resisting her when it was everything his wolf desired, to finally be one with her.
As if she knew what was on his mind, Lia awoke that moment and placed her head on his chest, her hair tickling yet sending her tantalizing sight straight into his nose. Gosh, this was plain torture.
"How do you feel?" He asked, feeling her temperature. She had had a fever when he first brought her in.
