Derek's POV.
I dropped her off, staring at her as she slept. She looked beautiful, even in slumber. I began to trace her hair, but she tossed around, and I moved my hands away.
"Mark her now!" Liam growled in my head, but I shook my head. "I can't," I whispered.
My eyes landed on her neck, and my eyes widened. I hadn't realized I had left a love bite there. I moved her hair to cover it and touched the spot, feeling a surge of possessiveness.
Liam growled and whispered, "Mark her," and I felt myself moving on my own accord. I quickly removed my hands, realizing I needed to leave fast.
I changed her clothes, closing my eyes to avoid seeing her name on the tag again. If I saw it again, I wasn't sure I could control myself. I had to leave before I did something I would regret.
As I backed away from her bed, I felt Liam's presence fading, and I took a deep breath. I needed to get out of there before I lost control again. I turned and walked away.