Brandon took me out of the bedroom while he was carrying me bridal style. I had wrapped my arms around his neck, to make sure I wouldn’t drop on the floor. Brandon seemed happy because of that, as a small smile was spreading over his cheeks, who always seemed to be looking so angry.
“Your mark will heal up in time mate, I guess I owe you an apology, I got a bit carried away when I claimed you as mine.” I nodded, feeling a sting as I moved my neck, which made me hiss at the sudden jolt of pain soaring through my body.
“Stop moving your neck little mate, give it time to heel.” Brandon commanded in a husky voice as he walked me towards the end of the hallway, where he opened a door and carried me inside. The room looked more like an office than a library, with two book cases behind a big
