Matter of Choice

Both of them stood face to face.

Nerys looked up at him, her golden reptilian eyes bright with anticipation.

What she had experienced before stirred her emotions, and if Ember hadn't interrupted, she would have loved to keep going.

Reign acted like he didn't care about them, and that was absolutely true.

But he took his honest mistake as a sign that he desired her body. She wouldn't mind serving him once he became her master.

Reign leaned down. He could tell her heart was beating faster, but he just pressed his lips against her forehead to be done with it.

A connection was built. It was warm, and he sensed no hostility at all.

After stepping back, he noticed a glowing gold symbol on her forehead—a reverse triangle with an eye at its center. It was his divine mark.

He felt his connection to it and instinctively knew what to do.