121 Reasons Not to Mark

I had noticed it a few days ago—I felt more connected to Michael, not just physically but emotionally. At the time, I assumed it was because we’d been spending so much time together. But now, as Michael spoke, it was clear that he meant something more than just our closeness. There was a deeper meaning behind his words, especially when he mentioned the Lycans and marking.

Michael smirked, pretending to complain, "You’re so full of passion these days. You’re practically wearing me out. I didn’t realize you had such a wild side!"

I shot him an irritated look, not appreciating how he twisted the situation. "Just explain what you meant," I said, cutting through his playful tone.

Michael’s smile faded, and his expression grew serious. "I’ve kept you close for the past few days. Have you felt trapped? Do you still think I’m just some unreasonable tyrant?"

I didn’t dare to say what I was thinking—Aren’t you? Instead, I just gave him a sideways glance.

Michael let out a long sigh. "I’m not a