Forced Mark

Gianna POV

I flicked my eyes open rapidly, expecting to still be in the hellscape of my nightmare.

Unsure of where I was or what was real.

It took me a moment to realize that I was in my own bed, safe from the terrifying creatures of her dreams.

I woke up disoriented from the nightmare drenched in sweat and with a racing heart, overwhelmed, emotionally struggling to calm my racing heart and ease the knot in my stomach that refused to go away.

I was dreaming that I was being chased by a real rogue wolf in the middle of nowhere, and he succeeded in tripping me before he sank his sharp canines in my neck.

I'm relieved; it's all a dream.

" No, not all of it." Clara exclaimed.

"What do you mean?"

" You really got marked the other day."

Yesterday's event struck me hard, our making out, then him marking me, then me going unconscious.

That fucker marked me without my permission.

I'm going to kill him.

"It's not him; Eros did it with my blessings."

" You what!!