Chapter 47: Chapter 47: Return of the Mouth

Harlow

“You…want to mark me?” I asked, astonished.

“You mean so much to me, Harlow,” Cyrus said, pulling me in close. “If you still want me to—”

“YES!” I blurted louder than intended. In an instant, our lips were locked in the sweetest embrace.

We spent the next several hours there just holding one another. Cyrus and I sat wrapped in each other’s arms overlooking Gnaw Bone from up high in our spot. Knowing how seriously he’d thought about marking me made it all the more special, but a text from Bonnie eventually brought me back down to earth.

It read, “Can you come to the bar? It’s important.”

I hated that we had to leave, but I did as requested. We rode our bikes back to Gnaw Bone side by side as the sun went down.

When we arrived, Cyrus and I walked into the bar, where Bonnie and the rest of the Blood Dogs officers were waiting for me.

“Hey, Harlow,” Bonnie said. “I know that was hard for you today, but we couldn’t—”