Skylar's POV
I recited the riddles quietly in my mind, "I am an eternal mark on you, a secret of power, deep within. Find me when the sun meets the moon. Awaken the magic, and it will bloom.."
Holy shit. The answer to the riddle. Could it be?
"It's beautiful." Alec whispered before his lips descended on my skin again. But my mind was on the riddle. I tried to push the thought aside, tried to focus on the way he was making me feel, but it was impossible to ignore.
"Hold on." I whispered, my voice shaky, trying to pull back slightly.
But he didn't stop. His mouth continued its assault, his hands sliding up my thighs. He wasn't listening.
I breathed heavily, trying to focus. "I think… I think the birthmark… it might be the answer to the riddle."
