Kapitel 52: A Mate's Mark

The moon hung high in the night sky, its radiant light cascading through the window, bathing the room in a soft, golden glow.

Zephyir gently laid Seraphyne on the plush, velvety bed, the sheets caressing her skin like a tender lover's touch. The room seemed to come alive with an otherworldly energy, and the temperature rose steadily. "Mates can never be far away from each other. Especially when the mark is newly established."

As Zephyir leaned in, his lips brushed against Seraphyne's neck, sending shivers down her spine. With each passing second, their connection grew stronger as the air ignited with desire.

Seraphyne's heart raced, her nerves tingling with nervousness and uneasiness. She couldn't help but feel a sense of vulnerability, knowing that Zephyir held the power to control her body as he pleased.