For one breathless moment, I thought they would actually let me go. The office was thick with silence, and I dared to hope that my mark would be my salvation. I can only be breeded by the one that marked me, after all.

But Jason's face darkened like storm clouds gathering before a hurricane.

"You’ve been marked?" His voice dripped with venom as he lurched forward in his chair, the wood groaning under his sudden movement.

"When the hell did that happened?"

"I..i.. last night." I ...