The Mark

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Jinx's P.O.V

" I feel.. Like shit"

Trying to move off the..BED!? Now Completely alert an inspecting myself as all the memories of the last night comes flooding back to me._ I'm Fine!. Well at least DOWN there for the most part. I gently caress my now tender to the touch eye as i try to wrap my head around HOW?! i was i fine.  Then i remember the bite.

"GOD!!DidthathurtsofuckingbadBUT!was alsoFuckingamazinglygood! "..Wait did i really just say that? 

Wait.Wait!

Suddenly the door opens revealing a very nervous Mason. Something got me wondering what could possible be eating him. Especially since he didn't even bother to knock either

"  Wonderful morning madame jinx; Master Woods have taken the liberty in ordering breakfast in bed for you, an I decide to run you a hot bathe this morning instead of a shower; I hope that you don't mind." Saying it as if  he was truly sorry for what i was going through.

 "Sure i'd like that" with a sincere smile, which seems to lighten his disposition as he places the tray on the side of the bed. After finishing my breakfast an almost forgetting my minor aches.  

 I stood giving myself a little stretch before i started my way to my awaiting bathe; Mason mouth instantly drops as he stares in awe at the area where Jet bit me. As if captivated with what he was looking at.  Suddenly feeling nervous of what the damage could actually be.

I frantically rush to my reflection in my vanity an there from the sole of my neck, down to extent of my chest an back on both opposing sides . A Vibrant piece of  modern tribal artistry layed composed upon my skin. Yet not in a the traditional  black ink; But a crimson mahogany that accented my brown tone. It was amazing_ an Big.

"What A Bite" I mumbled to myself but i'm pretty sure that Mason heard being that he just nodded his head. Touching it seemed to titillated me, sending millions of microscopic love bites all over my body an I couldn't help but wondering to know where the asshole was.

Quickly i snap out of my questiontive trance an step into my long awaited bathe; Still fingering the inscription not knowing what to think of it's cryptic style 

Jet's P.O. V

" Mine" i've said out loud to myself for about a billionth time. Not really understanding how could i be so..Crazed..about her!

 Not that she's not worth all the complaining. It just seem like every part of my being NEEDS to be around her. Exploring her Outside_in.< Humph> It's hard as fuck trying keep a boner down just thinking about that firm ass, those full lips Wrap so tightly around my_ "SHIT!".

 After i mark her, she passed out from the blood loss..i sort of drop her off like a rag doll for mason to take care of. I had serious man issues growing at that moment an something was giving me the feeling that she wanted to see me when she finally woke up.

 Not that i'd cared..it's just i couldn't risk having contact with these perversion on my mind. I keep playing her facial expressions over an over in my mind after the whole ordeal an i cant help but feeling guilty that i didn't ask her permission before i marked her. Damn  hopefully she could forgive me for doing what i did.

Athesto has been whining all day and i thinking a nice run should calm him down. But i don't even want to after last night, I don't entirely trust him with our behavior being so erratic an unpredictable. Yet not really wanting to leave our mate alone; i  decide got to get some air to clear my thoughts.

 So i hop inside my 06' Lotus Exige Black an drive up to my favor bar an lounge just to rack up a new tab.

Not that it matters; my beta Peirce owns the place an has been harassing me to come by an lift some weight off my shoulders for the longest, but i just didn't have it in me.

Besides it being a good place of business it makes a decent hangout. Especially when there not loads of Harpies slut's with mini skirts an too much make up prancing around, looking to sleep to the top.

A year ago or so i would have definitely been one of the lonely bachelor's drinking, dancing, an banging anything in sight  with Titz, Ass  & No NAMES  Like most normal were's from my pack without a mate. She-were's included!

Yet like most of us Alphas we tend to retreat into ourselves an wait..PATIENCLY <laugh> for our mates. So you can say i'm what other's might call.. restive.

I cut through the main floor; to the back and head upstairs to his office. An Now I'm here ready to spill my guts_ i mean good news before he gets the wedding invite in the mail.

Yep.. this is bad.

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IDK.. getting real loopy. An yet there's more 

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