CHAPTER 37 - JERALD

-PHOEBE'S POV-

Omega Katara catered to us for the four days that we spent in the room. The only time we broke from the sex was when I needed to eat or use the restroom. Hudson barely took a bite at anything other than me. He tried to mark me several times but pulled back. It hurt that he held back in claiming me.

Even though it made sense for me to wait until my memory returned to normal before letting him brand me, I couldn't help but crave seeing his mark materialize on my neck.

The room reeked of stale orgasmic juices that were all over the sheets. My tousled black hair resembled the puffiness of a silkie chicken. While tufts of it sprawled on the pillow. Redness and minor bruises were all over my body. Love bites were plastered in obvious places. A true sign that my Alpha was possessive of my body.

My Mom must be worried sick, I haven’t spoken to her since five days ago when I first met my mate. In a case like this, she would reach out to Alpha Terryl and he would let her know