Claimed by the Beast

Beatrix's P.O.V.

Pure bliss.

I didn't care that we had an audience. I didn't care that Bastian was marking me out of jealousy from Magnus's closeness. Bastian had told me before he left that he would claim me when I got home, and whether it was as soon as I crossed the border or if it had been a week from now, it would have happened eventually.

How and when were of no consequence to me. I wante