Playing With The Alpha

Taking in everything he said. Did I really want to start something I knew wouldn't last? I still wanted to get back at Randi. If he could claim someone who wasn't his mate why couldn't Zayne?

I didn't care anymore, I wanted revenge. I wanted the alpha to feel the same intense torment as I do

"You do know how marking works?"

I shake my head, I had no clue. Zayne walks closer to me, barely leaving any room between us and slides his hand around my neck and the other around my waist.

"It'll only work with our clothes off." He said hinting at the meaning. He pulls back and looks into my eyes for any hesitation or second thoughts I might have, but there were none.

I looked him in the eyes. "Do it!"

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