BLADE'S POV"I need you to mark me as your mate, Blade."I blinked at her words, immediately knitting my eyebrows. Did I hear wrong? Was she being serious?She looked me directly in the eye again and as our eyes met, I immediately knew she wasn't joking. She meant it."Evanora," I said, taking my hands out of hers. "What do you mean?""I want you to mark me, Blade," she repeated, holding me again. "No, I need you to. I'm your mate, am I not? And you love me, right? So do it. Go ahead and mark me as your mate.""Evanora, no," I replied softly. "Marking you is not just-""I read about it already, okay?" She cut me off, her desperation taking over. "You marking me is claiming me and allowing the world to know I'm yours. Once you do that, my dad would be left with no choice but to cancel the marriage. That's perfect, is it not? And it's exactly what I want. I don't want to get married to the prince.""No," I pulled away from her, uttering in a stern voice. "I can't mark you as my mate, Ev
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