"Are you sure there really no way to undo it?"
"Is death really more inviting than I?" He asked.
Her eyes went wide. "You mean I would die?"
"That mark can only be removed if one so challenged you for it and takes it,"
"So I need a challenger?"
He looked back and smirked, and she blushed. She had never seen him do that.
"Does being mated to me scare you that much,"
"Doesn't it scare you?" She asked,
"I hold no fear,"
"Can someone challenge you?"
His smirk grew wider, and his sharp fangs stuck out, and her eyes went to it. "Do you wish for a suitor to die because that is almost certain death,"
"But why, you don't want this, me, not really!"
He sighed inside. Was she not listening? He glared at her, annoyed with her tone.
"So what you are saying is I just belong to you now, and the only way to free me is if another female challenged me?"
"That mark protects you and can only be removed by death; either way, you would die,"
Great, that meant she was going to have to fight for her life even more because as soon as this got out, she would have challenges every moment of her life; every demoness wanted him. This was the price? Would she even want to fight? Perhaps dying would be easier.
"Death would be kinder than you,"
Perhaps she was right: "If that is your wish, then I shall send you to it,"
She looked back at him,
"I'm a human,"
"Your humanity means nothing to me,"
"I'm not what you want,"
"What do you know of my wants, woman?"
She blushed,
"Im a virgin,"
"I am well aware," He lifted his nose slightly; she broke eye contact. "You could take another wife,"
"Mate," He corrected, "I do not want the first one, much less a second one,"
Her eyes shot up to his. "So does that mean I can?"
He snorted. "What male would you choose over me?"
He was vain.
"Just because they all want you doesn't mean I do!"
"You will,"
Her jaw dropped,
"You are a vain prick!" She yelled. She was all in on going all out on the demon Lord before her when Miroku showed up and cleared his throat.
Sesshomaru glared at the man. "What," He snapped.
"We have a small problem back at camp,"
"Smaller than this one?" Kagome asked sarcastically,
Miroku looked between them, unsure what to say.
"Return, Monk, we will follow,"
Miroku eyed Kagome before bowing and returning.
Sesshomaru moved fast; he grabbed her jaw, making her look up at him. "You will learn, Miko, there is nothing small about me,"
She swallowed at his closeness and touch.
"Behave Miko,"
"Stop being such a di-"
"Enough woman," He growled low as he slowly released her. He eyed her up and down before turning to go back.
To his amazement, she followed in silence.