I looked for Frank, but I 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 in action.I was starting to feel a bit 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 and pulled me back into his arms. "My gorgeous, gorgeous baby," he repeated as he rocked us to the side."I missed you too," I said as I patted his head gently."Okay, that's enough," Miall pulled me away from the hug and wrapped his arm around my waist possessively.
As much as I would have loved to just 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 has been an enormous blessing, and I'm 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 a bit, and he was free to sit with us and enjoy a drink or two. Truthfully we had more, but who likes 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
"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 can someone gently drag another person? 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. Is 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 never thought that I would ever have to use this method in my life ever since Anin told me. Will it even really work with him? I can only hope so.After lotioning my body, I pulled up the dress, and I
Amanah sat in the middle of the huge bedroom as her stylist tied up her hair in a head wrap. She couldn't believe how much time had passed, today, they were officially getting married in front of 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 colour 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 exhaus
Whatever spirit that has 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, I pray never leaves his body…amen. It feels so good to finally be on holiday, but it feels even better watching Miall's shorts ride lower, and lower his waist…I’m beyond blessed! Ever since Miall got fully reinstated into his role as Alpha, things have certainly busy. Not only as the leaders of the nation, which is 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 it for him never wanting to sleep with me for some time, but sooner realized that our hands were already a bit too filled. Three baby’s all just under two years, plus dutiful roles was hard to jiggle around but luckily here on Nioz I have a family. A mother, brothers and a sister, inclu
“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? 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 in front of me and forcefully hugged me. His tears wetted my chest, and I stared straight ahead. I'm not about to fall victim to those tears, he had
Sometimes I wish I never had to become Luna and Willow did because the work is a terrible amount of pressure, and I'm tired!I'd rather stay at home all day and run after my children since it's easier and more fun than signing off documents regarding scholarships in acting...actually that's also important. Still, I'm sure it's easy to understand what I mean. However, I want to be a housewife!I hate how I'm such a responsible Luna who cares about the future of her people, who are not even her species. I hate how I dug this hole for myself by suggesting the idea of a life which is possibly more than patrolling the borders or just carrying children for men and yourself sometimes. And here, sometimes is rare. Anyway, I also hate how Lunaria is always up in my ear or how she's 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."It takes more than crumbled paper to get rid of me," she
"Why are you burying yourself in more work?" Anin asked as she opened the door to my office. Dressed in a tight-fit55 brown dress showing she was ready for tonight. "Because there is a lot of work to be done," I said as I lifted my head up from the paperwork. While technology was advanced since I came here, papers made me feel like I was working. "You have to get ready, you know," she said as she dropped herself on the couch and crossed her legs. I crossed my arms over the desk and stared at her; Anin hadn't aged a day since I met her. Her brown skin was without wrinkles, and it seemed smooth the more I looked at her. "What?" She raised her eyebrows, perfectly shaped and full of hair and perfectly trimmed as well. Her blue eyes shone brightly in this dim office, and her plump lips were lightly glossed. "Are you okay, love?" She asked, a bit more worriedly now. I smiled and nodded, leaning back on my chair. "You look great," I whispered, and I could tell she heard me because of her