Maya's POV

I felt a thrill as I rose onto my toes, trying to reach his mouth for a kiss. But even then, I couldn’t quite get to his lips, so I kissed the spot just beneath his jawline instead. It wasn’t what I aimed for, but it was enough. I wanted to remind him of earlier, of the hospital, of what we had both felt there. I wasn’t going to let this night end without his mark on me.

I had seen the mark on Joan’s neck when she visited me in the hospital. A werewolf’s mark was bold and ...