Rumors

Naomi fell silent for a moment, her thoughts gnawing at her, eating away at the fragile sense of peace she had barely begun to feel. A question lingered in her mind, one she wasn't sure she wanted the answer to.

Was he the one who wasn't ready to mark her, or was there something else—something he was keeping from her?

She didn't want to believe that Zylan would ever hide anything from her. Not now. Not after everything they had been through. But then again, there was always that flicker of hesitation in his gaze, that brief pause before he spoke, like he was carefully choosing his words.

Like there was something he couldn't say.

Her voice was quiet when she finally spoke. "Is it possible to mark two people?"

The moment the words left her lips, she felt it—the shift in the air, the sudden tension that thickened between them.

Zylan stilled.