Chapter 24 : A Private History Lesson

Asher's POV "Hold still. You've got a bug on your neck," I said to Devi. "Eww, eww! Get it off! Asher, get it off!" Devi squealed, flapping her arms around wildly. "I said 'hold still!'" I snapped, grabbing her shoulder to steady her. "Eeeyuckk!" Devi whined. I could see how stiff and tense each muscle and bone was in her body. I sighed and brushed my hand over her neck. I let my thumb linger on the crescent moon mark. It was smooth as marble, but it wasn't raised the same as Vika's. I ran my thumb over it again. Huh, the mark seemed almost… Tattooed? It didn't feel like a birthmark. "Did you get it? Please tell me you got it," Devi groaned. Blinking, I dropped my hand from her neck and shoulder. No, it wasn't like Vika's at all. It didn't feel hot like hers either. Was Devi's mark even real? "Yeah, I got it," I said. I looked at the pad of my thumb, tapping my thumb and forefinger together. Why would Vika have a mark if she wasn't a royal family membe