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Chapter 40

An ache of a thousand needles penetrating in my neck went through me. For a moment, it actually felt like I was going to die with Martin's mark-he hadn't even marked me and I knew for one that no one else had.

He grabbed my arm without a warning and pulled me close, "Which bastard of a cunt has marked you?" He growled, questioning, his eyes turning bright red with anger. There was a probability that a female's body could deny a male wolf's claim if she had been previously marked.

"No one, I'm not marked!" I exclaimed, making it clear. "You wouldn't have sniffed me out on the night of blood moon if I was marked by someone else.

It was obvious. If I had been marked, I wouldn't have felt anything against

Martin, no love, no heat, no lust--nothing at all. He'd just be an Alpha to me.

He pulled in a deep breath through his nose and shuddered with anger, "Is it James? Tell me if it is because I will kill him,"

"No, Jesus, no! No one has marked me. I do not have anyone's mark." I yelled, I wa
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