Strengthen The Bond

[Fineon’s POV]

I stare down at Fallon’s pain-filled face and find myself doubting whether or not what Tyson suggested would work. Wouldn’t it be better to remove that other mark on her skin?

"Are you just going to stand there and look dumb?" The big brute snaps, drawing my attention toward himself. "She’s suffering, and as Tyson has said, you’re the only one who can do something about it."

"But…" I stammer. "I still haven’t..."

"Does that matter?" The big brute growls, cutting me off. "I thought you were serious about my daughter and willing to do whatever it took to be with her."

"I…"

That was right. I had promised her and everyone around us that I would do whatever it took to show my sincerity, but when I thought of marking her without her permission, my heart hurt.

"Don’t attack him."

Jerking, I snapped my gaze back to Fallon and took in her crimson gaze. Deep within in it I could see understanding, but I could also see a deep-rooted pain that left me feeling like the biggest piece