Chapter 9

Chapter 9

I sat on my couch just buried in my thoughts. I kept going back to Katrina and how I marked her. I felt so damn bad for it. I literally I don’t even know what the fuck I was thinking. But I realized that since I did it, this was only the first or second time I really thought about her.

If I kept busy like I had been all day today, It was easy to ignore the marks pull. The pull for me was only really strong within proximity. Where I lived thousands of miles away it was almost non-existent.

Now Katrina would also feel a decrease in intensity due to my distance, but she would still struggle and want to find me. That is how the mark worked. The same way it burns when she is around another man, but it doesn’t for me when I’m around other women. It’s a one sided thing.

It was made that way. This might not be so bad. I mean I was honestly good and I thought I was over Katrina until I saw her again. Then I lost my shit. Not to mention I was already in a mood from killing my mate.