As Daisy talked, Bree got an idea of how having an Alpha marker made her marker a bit different from the majority of other females. A normal marker will leave a light gray marker on an intended male. Several different women could leave their own mark on the same intended male on the same day, if they wanted. Normally he would have to purposely choose one female as his mate and at the time he would have to verbally speak the acceptance while placing his palm over his chosen mate's marker.
I'm her case, if the intended male had strong interest in her, her alpha marker would automatically be chosen without his conscious decision being necessary. This was a pretty strong ability since males typically only had one female, unless they were discarded, gifted away, or lost in battle. This world was largely unfair to males who were regularly thought of as collectibles or property.
As a female with her memories as a modern woman, she wasn't sure what she should think about this situation. Although she'd like to deny it entirely, if she was honest with herself, she knew that there was a part of her who enjoyed this idea immensely. Didn't men in her previous world have a long history if treating women that way? It almost felt like karma evening out things a little in this world, although it didn't feel entirely fair to them. She did understand the logistics a bit though. With so few females available, it makes sense that they would be treated differently on this planet. She would have to remain vigilant though, or she's end up right where she left off and back in a cage or in another such compromised position.
It still felt weird calling herself a female instead of a woman and the idea that she's a shape-shifting bunny that could birth eggs is also a bit weird. On the plus side, if she ever did decide to have children, she would only have to birth eggs. That's got to be better than birthing a full sized human, right?
Plus it's better to have eggs than have babies that are born looking like animals. She'd probably faint if some creatures crawled out of her privates.
However, as much as she liked the idea of not being single anymore, she wasn't ready to deal with the consequences of her reckless curiosity.
"How do I get rid of a mate marking?" Bree said while looking at the dark blue line that had appeared wrapped around her wrist.
"That's not something you should ask," Daisy said.
"Well I am asking," Bree said.
Daisy frowned. "There will be consequences."
"I don't have time for all of this," Bree said while pointing back towards the village. "They will be looking for me soon and if I'm found out now, it will almost be impossible for me to get away again!"
Daisy looked conflicted while nibbling on her bottom lip. This was the first time that Bree had seen this sort of look on her face, but she couldn't think about that sort of thing right now.
Daisy took a deep breath with renewed resolve on her face, she had a job to do and that was to follow her master's orders. If her master asked her a question, it was her job to answer it.
Daisy looked down while biting her lip. She couldn't meet Bree's eyes while talking. This was a horrible thing to do to a mate and Daisy didn't want to have any part of it, but still, it was her duty to assist in any way possible.
"You stick out your pointer finger from your right hand and repeat 'I release thee'. At that point, the tip of your finger will glow red and once you run that finger over the marker line, it will cut the mark string. The string will dissolve quickly or slowly depending on how long you were tied to that mate. For a new marking, the line should disappear within three hours.
"It's not something..." Daisy started to say, but before she could finish expressing her thoughts, Bree whispered the words and sliced through the line with her red glowing pointer finger.
Daisy's mouth popped open and she stepped back in shock.
Bree frowned while looking at the broken line that started to burn. The burn intensified until she grabbed hold of her wrist and fell onto her knees and then plopped onto her butt, gasping for air with a cold sweat prickling her skin. "This...?"
"You just cut a sacred tie between two mates. That is not something to take lightly! As much pain as you're feeling, your severed mate is feeling twice as much. Some severed mates die from the agony of being released. Some slip into a horrible depression from the feelings of loss. It's not uncommon for severed mates to become suicidal!"
Bree had never seen Daisy speak so sternly before while another wave of pain, loss, and regret filled her. It felt as if someone very dear to her had just died right in front of her. She started convulsing, then bent over and puked.
"Help," Bree whispered while gasping between puking. Tears started to trickle down her face while it became nasty with her snot and drool.
"The agony will go on for as long as it takes for your line to disappear. Your agony is a small reflection of the feelings your mate is feeling at being severed. Some of his feelings come through your connection until your tie to him disappears.
"He's feeling this?" Bree gasped.
"No, his pain is much worse." Daisy said, then pursed his lips in anger and disgust before disappearing.
"Daisy!" Bree yelled. She didn't want to be left alone in her agony.
"Daisy!" Bree yelled, but was only met with silence. She curled up into a ball on the ground and cried while her body was wracked with wave after wave of agony.
Although the process didn't take longer than three hours, she was being horribly tortured the entire time. She was unable to pass out and so, after a while, just laid there on the ground silently twitching in agony with tears streaming down her face. It was at this time, that the small part of her that was still lucid, heard the sound of several footsteps approaching.