Chapter 125. Unmarked

Time stands still, and I watch in disbelief as Sierra and Radar try to regain composure. Confusion etching the face of both, and even I have no clue how this just happened. Sierra clutches the point above her left breast as though suddenly inflicted with pain and looks down, gasping in surprise. Her hand slides away to reveal where her mate mark from her union with Juan is, something that can never be removed. Yet, before my eyes, it begins to heal and fade into nothingness as though it never was. The one mark in life that a wolf can never erase or recover from, and yet hers is washing away like dust on a smooth surface when hit with a gentle breeze.

I gawp in surreal stillness, filtering into my head what this could mean. Radar, too, fixes his focus on her mark as it disperses, and the two of them seem to pause, stuck in a time freeze for a few seconds as all this slowly drips into reality. Expressions are unreadable, and the air suddenly seems to tingle with undefined energy