Derek’s P.O.V.
You can say a lot of things about life, but there was one thing I knew for sure right about now. Being a fully mated man, probably felt like the best thing in the whole freaking world. My woman had marked me and claimed me as hers. Jessica knew the truth now, the truth about me, the truth about my life and the way I lived it. And still, she had chosen me, completely. Only me, and f**k, did that feel good! Because now, I knew for a fact that she would never, ever run away from me, ever again.
Call me a selfish prick for marking her once again, but somehow, it felt like I needed a do-over of the moment. I wanted it to be good. My first marking of her had been a heat-of-the-moment kind of thing and a complete disaster at that. I had f*****g panicked over it, didn’t enjoy it b
