Silver’s POV
I instinctively reached up and touched the mark on my neck. I hadn’t thought about covering it up, but at that moment, I regretted that decision. I bit my lower lip and glanced at the ground. I could feel Scott’s eyes on me and my cheeks burned as I thought about what to say.
“Yeah,” I murmured. “It wasn’t in my control.”
His brows furrowed as he continued to burn his eyes into my face.
“What do you mean it wasn’t in your control?” He asked, folding his arms across his chest.
“He marked me without getting my permission,” I told him, shrugging casually. “It’s okay though…” I tried to add.
He scoffed and shook his head as he took me in.
“No, it’s not okay, Silver. This is exactly why that asshole needs to die. Someone like him and his father don’t deserve to live an
