“No. I’m not a lionman or a monster. I’m…” He paused. “I am Marcus.”
So he did recall his name. Not as feral as Adrian thought. She gave him a slight smile. “Nice to meet you, Marcus. Do you remember my name?”
“Don’t care,” he grumbled as she moved even closer, close enough that the slightest sway of her body would bring her against him.
He swallowed hard as she leaned near.
She purred against the lobe of his ear, feeling his tenseness. “My name is Jayda, and you should care because that’s the name of the girl taking down your ass,” she whispered against his ear before jabbing him with a needle!