The One He Loves

Evie's POV I don't want to mark her I don't want to mark her Luke's sentence kept echoing inside my head as I ran upstairs. I know that I'm overreacting, but I felt unwanted when I heard Luke say that for some reason. I know that werewolves die to mark their mates once they meet them, and the urge is even stronger for Alphas, so why doesn't Luke want to mark me? "Evie!" A familiar voice called my name, but I continued running. I couldn't let him see me like that. I probably look pathetic. I just need time to calm down, and I'll be fine. "Evie!" This time it was closer, and the next thing I knew, I was being lifted off my feet and carried princess style. I quickly placed my hands over my eyes, trying to cover them. "I-I'm so-sorry, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to- '' My words were cut short by Luke's shushing. "Shh. Shh. Hey, calm down." He coed gently. I felt him walking, then sit down and place me on his lap. I had my eyes closed, so I didn't know where we were. Tears were falling freely