XXXIX: Claimed

-Kira-

We don’t even hear the light cheering behind us; we’re too wrapped in each other right now. The moment lasts until we feel a hand placed on my shoulder and our kiss tapers off. Opening my eyes, I see it’s my mother and her lips are down-turned as she tries to hold back her tears.

“We’ll now leave for the celebration held inside the mansion. The well-wishing can wait for afterward,” she says, patting my shoulder and cupping Arkyn’s cheek before she turns to my father. We watch them all walk away, remaining quiet and waiting.

When we look into each other’s eyes, the air crackles between us and I feel my eyes shift to silver, while Arkyn’s similarly split again. He carefully removes the bind from our wrists and places it back on the altar before taking my hand again and leading me over to the silk sheet laid out for us.

We lace our fingers together, and Arkyn claims me with another kiss that heads straight to my core. I can feel the full moon cresting above us and with the way Ark