Accidentally Became Luna

ABL 68: My Mark

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. Everything I couldn't get done myself was finally happening, and I couldn't help but get a little emotional about it.

I was eternally grateful for this, and God bless Nyleve's sweetheart because heaven knew I wouldn't book this any time soon.

Now I sat in the restaurant waiting for Miall, and I felt incredibly proud of myself, not because I looked five years younger but because I arrived fifteen minutes early and was never early for anything.

I scrolled through my phone before looking outside at the calm town, which was not my favourite scene, but it was beautiful. We should visit Frankie before returning home; the chaos there will calm my nerves remarkably!

Oh, how much do I have to fill Frankie on? I was not entirely sure if I could tell him everything. It would be awesome if he could be present in our children's lives. Frankie was definitely going to be that one uncle everyone had, and I was all for it because he's a great person, the best!

"I hope I didn't keep you waiting long," Miall said as he pressed his lips on my cheek, smiled, and opened his arms for me.

That was my cue to get up, but I was left breathless, and yes, Miall did that.

"Are you trying to get me pregnant again?" I whispered as I got up and wrapped my arms around his neck, pressing a kiss on his lips.

"Is that offer on the table?"

"It wasn't, but I'm considering it; you look hot. Like really hot. Like daddy, I want to fuck hot," I said as I took in his appearance.

Miall cut off his hair.

As much as I loved the long hair because of how much I got to play with it, this look right here did things to me that I didn't even want to admit.

His hair only reached his nape; he kept the sides short and the middle a bit longer than the sides, and I was all for it.

Right in between a whole mature man and a going adult male, perfect for both their personalities.

"Huh, you even did the eyebrow," I gasped as I touched his face. "Man, you look really, really hot," I said through my teeth, and he chuckled.

"I tried, but honestly, you are breathtaking," he whispered, turning me around and letting my back face him a bit longer than my front did. "Breathtaking," he kissed my neck, and I giggled, pushing him away.

"Even though you meant my ass, I'll take it," I said as I sat down.

He pulled his chair and sat beside me, grumbling about how he didn't like the man sitting next to us staring at me. Right, as if anyone was. This was just his way of sitting next to me and telling everybody who didn't care that I was his.

"My mark isn't as visible as it was," he murmured as he pressed his thumb against my neck, and an unwanted shiver rolled through my body. "I should give you a new one," he said, staring into my eyes while pressing onto my mark.

For wolves and Lycans, the mark was just like a vibrator; whenever it was pressed on purpose or by mistake, one would get aroused. Or when they wanted to rub one out by themselves, they would press their mark given by their significant other and reach their peak...the craziest part of it was how both in the couple would be affected by it.

"Can we please first get through dinner?" I asked as I pulled his fingers away from my neck; I was already as damp as it was just from seeing his new look, and his pressing on my mark didn't make things any better.

"Okay," he grinned and kissed my fingers. Dinner went well, but it also tasted foreign. I guess I was used to downing everything with Miall's blood, but after all, we were in my species land, and we'd probably look like a cult if I suddenly started drinking his blood.

It sounded very vampiric, but Michael explained that it happened to most mothers during pregnancy and a bit after pregnancy. Not being medically transfused caused a somewhat more profound connection between the mother and her partner. Plus, the partners get very proud when their mates depend highly on them.

After our dinner, Miall draped his jacket over my shoulders, and I frowned as I buttoned up his shirt. "I told you these are only for me," I whispered, and he grinned, holding my fingers. We were strolling around the city, and I found this incredibly beautiful. Taking a walk with the love of my life after dinner was something I never thought I'd experience.

"I'm sorry," he pecked my nose. "Do you want to go to Frankie's Pub? It's been a long time since you last saw hi—" Miall's sentence ended up in the air as I began leading the way to my previous work with a huge smile. "You could at least pretend like you're not interested!"

"I'm always interested when Frankie's name is mentioned!" I yelled back, and he laughed as he caught up and grabbed my arm.

"Then walk with your mate to your friend's pub," he threaded our fingers together. "Your excitement should belong to only me," he pouted, and I grinned, staring up at him. Man, this guy is tall!

"But I haven't seen him in so long! So much must have happened in his life already that I've missed," I said as I leaned my head against Miall's arm.

"And so much has also happened in your life; maybe we should postpone this meeting," Miall groaned as we stood before the pub. Just like the first night we met, it was full of people.

"No, come on! It's gonna be fun," I said as I pulled him in, and my heart burst into joy. It felt like coming back home after a long time!