Phoe's POV:
"I didn't want to hurt either of you," I explain my reasoning for wanting to mark Noah.
Jasper's mouth is gaping open, and I realize I haven't ever really talked to him about Noah.
Oops. This heat is really messing with my head.
Noah picks me up and sets me down on the side of him, making me pout. I pull my canines back in the second I watch him tuck his dick back in his pants.
"I need to shower." That's all he said as he left the room.
"Noah, come back!" I yelled, jumping out of bed and running across the room after him before I felt fingers grab my forearm and tug me backward.
Jaspers's arms wrap around me in a tight embrace. I can sense the sadness he is feeling, and I want to feel bad, but apparently, I'm a raging cunt when I'm in heat because I'm irritated by how he is acting so possessive.