Chapter 70

• All the veils lifted in that moment and I understood how the connection was made for the marking to happen. I let go of his hand like it had just burned me and tucked both into the back pocket on my jeans. “I get it,” I said softly, feeling a little silly.
• Chase continued to stand close to me for a few more seconds, his eyes moving over my face and pausing on my mouth.
• “May I ask if you felt it last… night?” Troy’s voice interrupted our silent stares.