Chapter 61:Marks of Possession

(Scarlett's POV) The sunlight streaked through my bedroom window as I blinked awake, my cheek pressed into the pillow. The first thing that greeted me wasn’t peace or the leftover comfort of sleep. It was the faint ache along my neck. I sat up slowly, rubbing my face and trying to shake off the drowsiness. When I finally faced the mirror across the room, my breath caught. My reflection told a far more damning story than I’d expected. Bright, unmistakable—a trail of marks scattered over my neck like scattered petals. They were deep, vivid; the kind of marks that screamed "claimed." I groaned and threw myself back onto the bed, covering my face with my hands. "Seriously, Roman?" I whispered to myself. The memories crashed back like waves refusing to retreat. Roman’s ice-blue eyes, fierce and unyielding. His gripping hold on me, the drunken possessiveness that poured from every touch last night. "Run away again, and I'll break both of your legs, little wolf." It was a threat, swee