Alone H.S.

Chapter 17: Threats of Thermometers

Lily -

"Oi! What the hell happened to you?" Louis exclaims loudly as I walk past him and Eleanor.

I spin around to face him and give him a confused face. What is he talking about?

"Your neck?" He smirks and Eleanor elbows him in the ribs.

"Louis! Leave her alone. Good going, though Lily." She smiled and gave me two thumbs up as Louis recovered from her elbow.

I felt my face heating up and turning lobster red, but as embarrassing as it was, I was still in unbelievably happy about it. Harry had marked me, and I was his. For forever.

"Harry wanted you to go up to the office." I inform Louis, who heads for the living room with his mate.

"Dang. We'll make out later, El. Gotta work." He sighs and walks up the stairs, leaving Eleanor and I to talk.

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Harry -

I push away another paper and grab at another when the office door opens and my nosy Beta walks in.

"What's going o- what happened to you?" He changes what he was saying and then smirks. What?

"Have you forgotten that I was attacked by Lily's pack like three hours ago?" I ask, guessing that he's referring to my bandaged arm.

"That bite mark wasn't on your neck three hours ago, though." He smirks more, if that's possible and my hand flies up to cover my mate mark.

"Oh, that. It's just-"

"Looks like something Lily's got." He interrupts, leaning forward on my desk. Crowding my space.

"Louis-"

"Is it official? Is Lily now the Luna? Are you two what I call "sex partners"?" He smiles.

"No. We're just marked, not mated." Louis smile fades and he sits on top of my desk. Like Shiloh had.

"But she helped you through your rut. Didn't you two..?" He waves his hands back and forth to...I don't really know.

"No. We weren't marked, like I said."

Because official mating only happens when at least the female is marked and when "mating" the mark is reinforced during a crucially short period of time while doing the dirty. It's complicated.

"Darn. Guess you two will actually mate tonight then?" This guy is really wanting his to happen, isn't he?

"Louis, I'm worried I've rushed her already. I'm not going to go wild and force her to sleep with me. These things take time." I push him off my desk and go back to the paperwork.

"What did you want me up here for?" He asks, as he sits at his own desk. His tidy, organized desk. The opposite of my desk.

"I wanted to ask you...what do you think about...marriage?" I struggled to even get the words out.

"Aw, Harry! I'd love to marry you." He cooed, putting his hand over his stupid heart.

"Not you, you idiot!" I growled, but Louis laughs.

"Hey, I've already said the big "I do", Alpha. What are you asking me, actually though?" He asks, leaning back in his chair and now fiddling around the the gold band wrapped around his ring finger.

"Me and Lily."

"Lily and I." He corrects. I have to see if I can get a dumber and younger Beta.

"Whatever. But about us getting married." I finish, and look up when the door creaks open.

Dylan walks in the office, wearing his pajamas and dragging his teddy bear behind him.