Mark of Jealousy

PRIMUS VALERIUS’S POV

Sleep was far from me.

I didn’t even want to blink because every time I closed my eyes, I saw her face. The way she looked at me when I bit her. The way she didn’t bite back.

She didn’t mark me.

She should have. I felt her fangs graze my neck, felt that moment where her wolf almost broke through—then nothing. She pulled back.

And then that damn name. Gideon.

I couldn’t stop t