Capítulo 39: I Hate You

(SASHA)

"W…what? No. Hell no!" Tyler blurts out, his eyes going wide.

"What other choice do we have, Tyler?" I ask impatiently. "I can't believe you didn't think of that earlier. You can't show up at the funeral without my mark. Trust me, every last one of them will be looking at you."

"No," he shakes his head. "I don't think that's necessary. No one will be looking that close."

"Nonsense. They will be staring. They'll be looking for that bite mark."

Fear overwrites his features as he holds his throat looking mortified. "Your bite will ruin me for any other alpha. I don't want it. This wasn't part of the deal, we never agreed on it. Our marriage is temporary.  I don't want your bite."

"Tyler, I'm telling you for the umpteenth time that the situation is fluid. It's not like we have much of a choice here now, do we? Do you think I want to give you by bite? It ruins things for me too."