Mark of Pride

Bastian's P.O.V.

The last place I wanted to be was walking through the city with Jessamine on guard duty. I loved my job and would do anything to protect our queen. But fuck, I wanted to go back to my woman and celebrate.

The mark on my neck hadn't faded overnight, even with my expedited healing. The skin scarred over and glinted in the bathroom light as I got ready for the day before sneaking o