Jason’s POV
The pain hit me like a brick wall. It was all at once, excruciating, deeper than any cut or break or bruise could ever be. I felt like I had suddenly been hit by a freight train, the impact forcing me to stumble back so hard my spine slammed into the wall behind me.
A woman beside me looked over, eyes widening when she saw my sorry state. My suit was still wet and clinging to my skin. My hair was ruined. My eyes were likely sunken and red.
“Are you okay?” she asked.
I nodded, even though I wasn’t. Not one bit.
He had marked her. Kieran had marked Charlotte, breaking our bond for good.
I never thought he would do it. I thought for sure that one or both of them would back out of their little arrangement before it got that far. Everyone was so certain that
