" My scent’s all over you. It’s inside of you. That’s how my people will know who your mate is. It’s also a warning.” “A warning?” she breathed, languor suffusing her body. “To other males. It tells them who will come after them with a dagger if they touch you.” Okay, that shouldn’t be erotic as hell. But it was. "

― J.R. Ward , Lover Unbound (Black Dagger Brotherhood, #5)