Orion and I crossed our arms over our chests as we watched Amanah walk in circles around the kitchen with that scentless baby embraced in her warm arms. She cooed at him like a baby-crazed maniac and wasn't paying us any mind. That's what it has been like for a week. "Do you think she would mind if we switched him out with a doll?" Orion asked, and Amanah raised her head as if she heard something."What's wrong? Are you perhaps tired of carrying him?" I questioned, and she looked down at him and shook her head before she turned to stare at me with an indescribable look. "I thought I felt maliciousness from you," she whispered before she smiled. "I must be going crazy," she laughed, and I hesitantly laughed with her. "Malicious? Not ever," I smiled, and she nodded as she left the kitchen, heading to the dining room where she had forced me to build a makeshift bed for the baby. "Make him go away. When was the last time we had Amanah to ourselves?" Orion groaned out, and I stared at t
I stared at Miall, surprised at what he just said to me."What?" I whispered, and he smirked, pressing his lips on my neck, hiking my dress up as he pulled my leg up to his waist."Touch your mate, Amanah," his voice groaned towards the end as he pressed himself against me, inducing a gasp from me."What's going on with you today?" I asked once again, pulling his head away from my neck; his eyes glowed as he stared at me in desperation."I'm in heat," he whispered as he took my hand from his face and pressed it against his chest; out of embarrassment, I turned my head away, not able to look at him."Isn't that a thing for just women?" I asked, still not looking at him. My hand slid down his chest feeling his hard chiselled muscles under the pads of my fingers."I'm a Lycan, so it's not just a woman thing," he breathed out as he lifted my leg and pressed his lips on my calf. I flexed my foot in response to the unexpected kiss."So, is this your first time? In heat?" I asked as I presse
"Are you sure you're okay?" Miall asked again, holding my face in his hands, and I nodded. "Yes, it was just a little dream scare," I muttered, pulling his hands off my face. "What I'm not okay with is how you slept still inside me," I said as I tied my hair. He smiled sheepishly and ran his fingers through his hair while sliding his other hand underneath his shirt. "Are we still talking about that?" "Well, you're still talking about how I woke up," I shrugged, and he pointed to the bruise on his chest. "Fair point." "But seriously, what were you dreaming of when your elbow had to meet my beautifully crafted chest aggressively?" "Has anyone ever told you how arrogant you are?" "No, just you," his smile was proud. "That's why you're my mate," he clasped his hands together; I'm getting married to a psychopath. "Do I still have a chance to run away?" I joked, and he gave me an incredulous gasp. "You must be out of your mind if you thought you even had a chance," he said, and
"Why is it so hot?"I groaned, pulling off my shirt. Miall looked up and grinned as he propped his head on his hand."Because of you," he said, and I looked at him out of the corner of my eye. "I forgot to open the windows during the day," he said, sitting up."Mh," I hummed as I sat down on the bed, grabbing the lotion."What is that?" He asked, leaning closer to me."What?""Those things on your nails?" He pointed to my hands, and I smiled, raising my hands and flexing my fingers."Oh, I got my nails done as well today. Now I have claws as you do," I smiled brightly. "But mine are artistically done.""Why would you want to have claws?""Because these nails make my fingers look good," I said, and he stared at them before smiling."Then let's test them," he said, grinning almost insanely."How?""On my back," he said, sitting up, and it was hard to ignore the tent in his shorts when it was poking my leg."No," I said, moving back, and he came closer, nodding. "Tomorrow is the function;
"Amanah! We're going to be late if you take longer!" Miall shouted from downstairs, and I groaned, fixing my hair. "They're going there for us anyway. So how can we be late!" I shouted back as I exited the bathroom and made my way downstairs. "Because they have other things to do, and there's a program," he said softly as he bobbed Kye around in his arms. "Everyone wants to know the baby's gender; could they really do it with us? And besides, why would anyone accept an invitation if they don't plan on being there the whole day?" I reasoned as I stood in front of him. "Don't you agree?" I asked, taking his silence as an agreement. I turned my focus on Kye, who was dressed in a cute white milk dungaree. "Uh-hmm, do we really need to go to this party? Can't they just tell us later what the gender of the baby is? Better yet, we can find out when you give birth. Let's just stay here," Miall rushed out, and I stared up at him, confused. "What?" "You look gorgeous, and I don't want
Miall pulled my face closer to his and sucked my bottom lip catching me by surprise. I gasped and giggled, thinking this would be an innocent kiss just to get rid of the gooey sticky centre. However, Miall had other plans. Miall licked my bottom lip softly, grazing my lip with his teeth; once I realised his intentions, I slid my hand between our faces and pushed him away. "That's enough," I laughed, and he pressed another kiss on my temple and stared at me in silence for a second before pressing more kisses all over my face. "Thank you," he pressed his lips on my cheek and pressed them on my nose. "Thank you," he repeated the action, and no matter how much I tried to push him away, he wouldn't budge. "Move," Malakhi said as he pushed between Miall and me. He wrapped his arms around my neck and congratulated me, I could genuinely feel their excitement, and it made me feel loads better. "I'm having a daughter!" He clapped his hands excitedly, and a growl resonated from behind him. "
WARNING: SENSITIVE TOPIC WILL BE DISCUSSED IN THIS CHAPTER. IF YOU ARE UNCOMFORTABLE WITH THE CONTENT, PLEASE SKIP THIS CHAPTER. "Hmm, you said what?" I turned to face Miall, he was standing in the kitchen with a bowl in his hands filled with cereal...I'm proud to admit that I have influenced his food choice a bit, but sometimes he just goes beyond my expectations."We've been summoned to a council meeting; Drystan's the host," he shrugged, and I snarled, looking away."Well I didn't get an invitation, so I'm not going," I picked up the squishy toy and tried to get Kye's attention with it but he wasn't having it.He drooled over his 'weight' toy that Miall just got him; according to Miall Kye needs to grow stronger so that he can protect his sister...the kid is only 3 months old."Come on, Amanah. You know what he means," Miall probed as he sat down behind me on the couch. He spread his knees so that I was sitting directly between his thighs, his hand moved down to my throat and he t
"I still find it crazy how fast your hair grows," I whispered as I traced my fingers over Miall's beard."I don't like it," he mumbled, and I talked my finger gently on his bottom lip."I think it's hot," I said as I sat up. "Do you want me to help you shave?""Hmm, I don't think I have the time to shave it off," he said wrapping his arms around my waist and pressing his head on my lap. "So I'll keep it for some time."I laughed while threading my fingers into his hair. Miall and Orion were similar and different in many ways, but one thing they both love to do was please me, even with the tiniest things."Won't it irritate you?" I asked softly and he raised his head."Don't worry about it, it'll be fine," he pecked my cheek and got up. "I have to go somewhere. Will you be okay alone?""At this time of the night?" I questioned, clutching my dress. "Where are you going?""I just have to go check on the borders and see if my guys are doing alright, I'll be back," he pressed his lips on