Chapter 73. His Handiwork and Mark

AXEL

It seems something feral has been awakened in me. There was already one, but now another has been added. I couldn’t explain it. Something just seemed to snap, and before I knew it I was slamming into Rosette’s throat without care, and all I could think about as I did so was, “Mine! Mine! Mine!”

The beast in me has claimed her. It has accepted her like I did, but it was scary because that part of me didn’t know how to be gentle, how to be human, or how to love her gently.

I had been scared, but too far gone to stop. But then Rosette came without even touching herself, and if I hadn’t known she was the one for me before, I knew it then.

She stared down at what I drew on her stomach, and her eyes grew even more heated.

“What do you think of my handiwork?” I asked, my voice a growl, almost not sounding like mine.

The beast was close to the surface, and it wanted to come out, but I would die before I let that happen.

She raised her head slow