It wouldn't have worked if it had been anyone else, but with the power of the jewel still inside her, the claim had taken. He doubted she could feel it, as it blended in with her reiki. Plus, she'd always been sensitive to the feelings and auras of others.
Sesshoumaru had trained himself to feel nothing, to close himself off to anything that interfered with his quest for power. Nothing else mattered.
Until her.
He hadn't been able to suppress his curiosity, which had led to him following her into the village under the human guise in the first place. And the little vixen had only made it worse with her friendly smiles and soft admissions about her interest in him.
She shifted in his arms, and he was finally able to turn around. His pelt materialized around his shoulders and hers, shielding her from the elements as he strode purposely through the trees. She nuzzled his chest, sparking warmth from the mark on his neck to travel down his arms.
It was an odd sensation and one he wasn't familiar with, even with his training and stories from his mother. There had been mixed marks between same-sex pairings, but he'd never heard of a female marking a male before.
Perhaps another visit to Bokuseno's glen was an order.