Madeline POV
He rejected my mark! He actually rejected my mark! I was livid as I leaned over the bathroom sink and let the sound of the running water muffle out my frustrated growls. Ok perhaps I should have checked with him first but I was caught up in the moment and Nina was pushing me to do it from the moment he appeared in that dining hall, topless, sweating and sexy as f*ck. He was mine and my wolf needed to make him so. My chest ached at the humiliation of his rejection and Nina was whimpering in my head.
Once fated mates have found each other, they nearly always mark each other within the first few days. It is a moment I have dreamed about since I gained my wolf. Claiming my man as my own for the rest of eternity. The feeling is supposed to send you both into an abyss of ecstasy.
