Chapter 56

Liam

Clementine’s mark was almost completely gone. I’d noticed the bruise and my teeth marks had faded when I picked her up for our date. My scent was still infused with hers, but it wasn’t nearly as strong. I felt Lucian growl any time a male wolf looked in her direction, including the waiter who seated us at the barbecue restaurant in Kempthorne. She never paid attention to anyone else as she animatedly told me about her brother and dad working on a dirt bike and how he finally managed to get the engine going, only for it to sputter out and die again.

As time passed, Lucian paced my mind, and my eyes kept drifting the length of her neck to the soft part where my mark once shone proudly. I shifted uncomfortably in my seat as the waiter delivered our beers, and Clem flashed him a shy-but-sexy smile. He returned it, but once he caught my eye, he instantly submitted and scampered away. He wasn’t a member of my pack, but he wasn’t stupid enough to agitate me either. Even in a place lik