C15 His Plan

I open the door to Gwen’s room and she follows behind me.

“Slow down and tell me what’s wrong.”

My feet pushes me to pace round the room, pulling off the annoying wig on my head.

“I think he marked me.”

She frowns, “That’s impossible. He marked her-”

“Do you have a better explanation for this?” I pull down my shirt collar to show her the bite mark, “He must have done something to me