
Chapter 57
Prompt: Bite Marks
"You've been acting strange for months, 'Mione and today we see you with THAT," Ron spat, his rage palpable, "What the fuck are we supposed to do with this?"
He gestured to Harry for backup, but Harry was too transfixed on the bite marks on Hermione's pale neck.
"What kind of animal even does this?"
Ron reached out, his fingertips grazing her mark. Immediately, a wave of repulsion coursed through Hermione's body in reaction to his touch on such an intimate place. But, before Hermione could respond, she found her vision completely consumed by a massive body. Draco stood between the two of them, his posture rigid and his eyes bright with unbridled rage.
Ron's feet dangled as Draco lifted him by his throat.
"If you ever even think of touching her again, I will end you. The law is clear that an Alpha can even kill with impunity if their Omega is threatened. Next time I will not be so charitable to give you a warning."