Coldness in his tone froze her to the spot and the southern belle turned slowly, barely concealing the frown that fell across her lips. In the final seconds before she could think better of it, she walked back and kissed him. For the moment, Rogue's personality was splintered and Malice slipped in to make their committment know.
" I'm a Marauder. Don't doubt that." She turned and stalked a way...