Luna
The glowing moon on my arm burns as I race through Axel's house, and my core throbs with raw pain and unfilled need, like he put an empty spot inside me that only he can fill, and it will always be empty now, always crave him returning to fill it. Blood trickles down my legs along with my own wetness, but I ignore it and the call of my mate as I run for the door. It seems I've been branded, something mama once told me people called "cowboys" do to their cattle. When they're branded, the cowboy always knows which cows are his. I didn't know they had to mate them first.
Does that make me Axel's? Now that he's mated me and branded me, do I belong to him instead of myself and Mama and the swamp?