The Lycan's Mark

The morning after the wild club night with Nina, Leah stirred, her body aching. She found herself tangled with a naked stranger in an unfamiliar bed. Panic quickly set in. \n\n"Shit, Leah! What have you done?" she groaned, carefully prying his large, tanned arm from her waist. \n\nShe gathered her scattered clothes, keeping one eye on the sleeping man, then tiptoed to the bathroom. The reflection in the mirror made her wince—smeared makeup, messy hair. But it was the small, black, swirling mark on her neck that truly stole her breath. Not a tattoo, but two distinct teeth marks. \n\n"Oh my god," she whispered, horror dawning. "I can't have a mates mark on my neck!" \n\nAnger surged, she stormed back into the bedroom, heels in hand. "You little bitch!" she screamed, throwing one at the sleeping figure. "What the hell have you done?"
