Marco's POV
All I wanted was to take Lara away from everyone and hide her somewhere deep in the mountains, where no one could reach us. I wanted to taste her again, to claim her completely, to feel her warmth against my skin without restraint. Since the day I marked her, the craving had become unbearable. The need to kiss her, to touch her, to hear her whisper my name, it consumed me. But I was stronger than most men, and I fought that hunger with every ounce of will I had left.
The blood moon only made it worse. My instincts screamed for her. Every look, every scent, every slight brush of her fingers tested the limits of my control. Holding her hand as we greeted the guests nearly drove me to madness. I wanted to pull her away from the crowd, to take her where no one could see us, but I had to resist. One wrong move could destroy everything I had built, and the consequences would follow me forever.
