CHAPTER TWENTY-SEVEN

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MARKED

I STORMED INTO the study and slammed the door shut behind me. Jackson glanced at me from where he stood behind his desk. Beside him, Aaron was reading the book with all the original information about our species.

"Who did Annabel fell for in the sector?" I asked, not wasting time.

Jack met my gaze as he took a seat. "A human named Kevin...your ancestor."

Even if I had suspected it, it still stunned me into silence. When I glanced at Aaron, he didn't seem as surprised as I thought he would be, but then again, he probably had suspected it the second he laid eyes upon me. "Why did you not tell me this before? Why hide it?"

"Because I was not certain. I confirmed it when I spoke to your mother."

"And when were you planning on telling me?"

"As you can tell, I have been really busy."

Why was I so furious?

I could feel myself slipping.

I met his gaze dead on. "You had no right."

Aaron set the book on the desk in front of Jackson. "I'll let you two talk."

Once Aaron had walked out of the study and shut the door closed behind him, Jackson rose to his feet, but did not come close.

"Why did you mark me?" I asked him.

When he seemed confused, I moved my hair out of my neck. His eyes widened before he recollected himself.

"I told you—"

"Yeah, we were blood drunk my ass."

A small smile played on his lips. "That is far from a mark."

"Then why did Aaron react as if it was?" The words escaped my lips before I could stop myself.

Jack didn't seem to react as I expected, but his deep brown eyes did had flecks of gold in them. He picked up a pen and began to take notes on a notebook.

"Are you going to ignore me now?"

"I have many things to do."

With a growl I moved forward and snatched the pen from him, snapping it in half by accident. Black ink stained my fingers as I flung it against the wall behind him.

"Everyone who sees the mark automatically—"

"Believes we have mated."

My head tilted to the side. "You planned it?"

He shook his head.

I remembered exactly how things had happened; neither of us had planned for our feed to almost end up in us making love. As I remembered, a burning desire spread through me. When pain engulfed me, I bit my lips to not cry out in pain.

At a knock on the door, I managed to step away from Jack, who stared at the piles of papers in front of him, eyes flickering amber.

Aaron walked into the room, halting for a moment, before recollecting himself. "We have a problem."

Jack rose to his feet. "We sure as hell do."

Aaron fought to clearly not smile. "Not that issue." His smile vanished. "The team you assigned to locate Carlos and Samuel have indicated that they can't sense Carlos life force in the sector."

Jack's eyebrows knitted together. "He's dead?"

"It could simply mean that he is no longer in the sector."

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