{Lexie’s P.O.V.
“Lexie, please!” Brent begged me.
“That’s mistress to you!” I shouted and whipped him with his belt.
Three whole months have passed since everything went to s**t. All of the ceremonies have been postponed ever since news of our birth father’s survival was out. Though the festivities were pushed back, that didn’t stop Brent from mating with me. If anything, it drove him to do it faster than I would have liked. His anger, rage, and the product of learning Ash being alive may have forced his hand. In his mind, he figured that marking me faster meant he would be able to keep me safer. The last thing he wanted was Eric trying to lay a claim on me and Lanie. Chad and Lanie waited until the week after; Brent, on the other hand, wa
