Alpha Xerxes tilted his head to look at Zuri's neck. "I should say that I like the mark on your neck. It suits you."
It took everything in Zuri to not growl at the Alpha, or even charge forward and give him a few marks on his smug face.
The mark on her neck still had not yet shaped out properly, it still looked like Zuri just got into a bee hive and a few bees stung her.
But, whatever it would look like, there was no way she would like the mark. She hated it with everything in her and if she could, she would skin that spot to get rid of it.
Unfortunately, that was not how it worked.
"Thank you," Zuri managed to squeeze those words out of her lips, though it was short of gratitude whatsoever.
"Great!" Alpha Xerxes clapped his hand. "I know that you will like it." He guffawed, full of himself to be able to tame this girl. She was his white beast, his trophy, after all.
