Chapter 8

Freya Rose

Without answering him, I stood up from my seat. Damien's eyes grew wide with confusion as he watched me. I turned my back to him and lifted up my hair. I heard Damien gasp suddenly, and Mason quickly shot up to take a look at my neck.

“Oh damn,” Mason said as he swept his thumb across my birthmark.

It took all my strength not to moan out with pleasure as his skin brushed over mine. I let my hair go, then sat back down to face Damien. I stared at him with a sarcastic smirk plastered on my face.

“No, that's impossible. I checked you from head to toe when you were born. There was no mark, I swear,” he stated in complete confusion.

Mason sat back down and slumped against the couch rubbing the back of his neck.

“The mark came up a few weeks after I was born. Mom took me to the doctors to have it checked out, and they said it was just a birthmark. I was born a couple of weeks early, so it just took a bit of time to come out,” I explained to h