Chapter 174: Bitten

I gingerly touched my neck, my fingers caressing the bite mark, and I bit my bottom lip to stop from making any sort of noise. Wiggling out from beneath Trent, I pressed my back against the headboard.

"Chloe?" His voice teetered between disbelief and anger.

"It's a bite mark," I said, reluctantly meeting his gaze.

I hadn't had it when I was taken, and there was only one person who could have done it. And that knowledge passed silently between us.

"He bit you?" Trent shouted. And then he was off the bed and out of the room before I could blink. "Jax! Get out here."

My heart was in my throat. I scrambled out of bed, my legs getting tangled in the blankets. I fought to free myself and then ran into the living room - just in time to see Trent storm into the kitchen. I hurried to follow.

"You bit Chloe." Each word was ground out through gritted teeth as Trent stalked toward Jax, murder in his eyes.

"Trent, stop," I said, my voice shaky.