"Yes, claim you. We’ll need to consume each others blood," he said while running his nose along her jaw, scenting her. "I told them you were mine. It's the only way to prove it and keep you safe. Let me mark you. Show them, show everyone. Do you think you can be mine, Granger? I do. I can tell by your scent alone. You were made for me," He moved to trail soft kisses along her collarbone that was covered in dried blood. "We’re made for each other. Always have been... just didn’t see... didn’t know," he said quietly with a manic edge against her skin.