Nyleve liked to plan things ahead of time. I mean, she had my apartment cleaned out for us, and everything was sparkling and looking new.She had the restaurant reservation done, and all we had to do was show up; not only that, but she also prepared a special pampering day for the both of us separately and told us we'd meet at the restaurant.As hesitant as I was about leaving the kids, this was needed, and this woman massaging the knots out of my back knew exactly what she was doing!I groaned blissfully as she applied pressure on my back using her fingers. The way they would glide across my back, targeting the tension, was heaven.I never had the money to do this before, but if being Miall's wife meant all the things I couldn't do before, count me in! This was heaven.I loved every minute, my body being pampered and feeling new again. My feet were soaked in that warm water while my nails got painted a new colour since the previous one started chipping.My hair was washed and treated.
I looked for Frank but couldn't see him anywhere in these crowds, so I pulled Miall towards the bar and leaned against it. A male bartender was making drinks, and Frankie was still missing.I was starting to feel sad, but the bartender came to us and asked us what we would like to drink."Do you know where Frank is?" I asked, and he pointed behind us. Frankie's eyes connected with mine as if he felt it, and I grinned brightly.He rushed toward me, leaving the group of girls that were surrounding him."You fuckin' hoe!" He grunted as he wrapped his arms around my waist and spun us around. "You're still alive, thank God!"He hugged me tightly before pulling away and looking at me."My baby," he whimpered, pulling me back into his arms. "My gorgeous, gorgeous baby," he repeated as he rocked us to the side."I missed you too," I said, patting his head gently."Okay, that's enough," Miall pulled me away from the hug and wrapped his arm around my waist possessively."You're the one keeping h
As much as I would have loved just to head back home and be comforted in the sheets with Miall, I had to catch up with the best man I'd ever known.Meeting Frank had been an enormous blessing, and I was entirely grateful to him. I don't know how many times I'll repeat this, but Frank deserves the world and everything beautiful."So, how has it been going between the two of you?" Frank asked as he picked up his glass. The pub had finally died down, and he could sit with us and enjoy a drink or two. Truthfully, we had more, but who liked to look like an alcoholic?"It's going well. We're getting married soon," I told him, and he raised his eyebrows."And I'm not invited?" He shouted, and I laughed."You're officiating. Has the invite not reached your hands yet?""Living wherever you have insanely improved your dialect, you used to use incomplete words to form a sentence," he laughed, and I snorted."That's because I was always around you, but I've been upgraded to a lady if you haven't n
"Look, Miall, let me explain what happened," I pleaded with him as he pulled me into our apartment. "It's not like I cheated on you or anything," I said, and he gently dragged me to the bathroom.How he did that surprised me. This man must be deeply in love with me."Shower and come to the living room once you're done," he said after opening the water for me."Aren't you going to shower with me?" I asked as he stripped me naked from my dress."I'll shower in the other room," he said, leaving me alone.Was he really mad that I didn't tell him I kissed Frank a couple of times? And maybe I touched him another couple of times, too?While showering, I tried to devise ways to get Miall to forgive me and at least look at me with his bright eyes, but I could only think of one idea.I had never thought I would ever have to use this method since Anin told me. Would it even really work with him? I can only hope so.After lotioning my body, I pulled up the sheer white dress and was impressed with
Third PersonAmanah sat in the middle of the huge bedroom as her stylist tied her hair in a head wrap. She couldn't believe how much time had passed. Today, they were officially getting married before the pack, and she couldn't be more excited.Tradition in Nioz was entirely different from what happened on Earth. She hadn't seen Miall in a week, which was custom; it brought luck and goodwill into the marriage. Nyleve was adamant about culture being followed regardless of Amanah not believing in these myths.Amanah turned her head to the left and grimaced at the heavy garments they called a wedding dress. Everything was completely different from the time she was pregnant; what used to be light dresses suddenly became heavier because of all the jewels that accompanied the outfit.The red dress, highlighted in gold patterns, awaited Amanah as she completed her wedding look. As nervous as she was, she was completely excited and couldn't wait to be around Miall again.The week was exhaustin
AmanahWhatever spirit had possessed Miall to chop down some wood out in the cold air, without his shirt on, bare-chested and glistening, while breathing in and out so heavily and his growing locks sticking onto his face.It felt so good to be on holiday finally, but it felt even better watching Mialls shorts ride lower and lower his waist. I’m beyond blessed! Since Miall was fully reinstated into his role as Alpha, things had certainly been busy. Not only as the leaders of the nation, which was awfully so much pressure but as parents as well. After I gave birth to Kenji, our baby boy. Miall and I agreed that we should take a break on the baby-making part; I took the decision for him, and it was hard for him since he was such a greedy, horny bastard, but he sooner realised that our hands were already a bit too filled. We had three babies, all just under five years, plus dutiful roles were hard to jiggle around, but luckily, here in Nioz, I had a family. I had a mother, brothers, a s
Amanah“I HATE YOU!” I screamed at Miall as my tears rolled down my cheeks. “All you do is lie and lie to me,” I groaned angrily as I pushed him away. “Amanah, let me explain,” he said calmly as he tried to reach for me, but I slapped his hands away. “Explain? Of course, the great Miall is innocent; he didn’t do anything wrong, and I’m just being delusional. Here I am screaming my lungs out with my makeup stained by my tears in a stupid hotel room because nothing happened! Right,” I nodded as I kicked the chair away. “Amanah, calm down!”“No! I don’t want to calm down. It’s always something with you. Get out; leave me alone!” I breathed out heavily. “Why do you keep pushing me away?” His voice broke as his shoulders sagged. “Don’t make me leave you, please,” he begged.“Don’t lock me out, baby, please,” he cried as he kneeled and forcefully hugged me. His tears soaked my chest, and I stared straight ahead. I'm not about to fall victim to those tears; he had all this time to tell m
Sometimes, I wish I never had to become Luna, and Willow did because the work was a terrible amount of pressure, and I was tired!I would rather stay home all day and run after my children since it was easier and more fun than signing off documents regarding scholarships in acting—actually—that was important.I want to be a housewife!I hated how I was such a responsible Luna who cared about the future of her people, who were not even her species. I hated how I dug this hole for myself by suggesting the idea of a life which was more than patrolling the borders or just carrying children for men and yourself sometimes. And here, sometimes is rare. Anyway, I also hated how Lunaria was always up in my ear or how she was glaring hard at me right now. Tired of her stares, I threw a crumbled paper at the chair she sat on and watched her displayed image disappear into thin air.Ugh."It takes more than crumbled paper to get rid of me," she mocked as she sat on my desk. I ignored her, grabbed