LOGINI woke up feeling refreshed. Jay brought me back to the house after we had stayed there until a little after midnight. He carried me, as I didn't have the strength to push myself up from the ground and return home. I wasn't that tired, though, just pretending. He didn't seem to care if I was. He helped me wash up for bed, doting on me like always. “You've spoiled me, Jay,” I had said that to him after he dried me up and tucked me into the bed. I didn't lie. Jay had spoiled me, made me reliant on him and his care. I doubt I could survive without him. “That was my plan from the onset,” he had replied, placing a kiss on my forehead. When he drew back, he whispered with a smile, “I'm such a selfish bastard that I never want you to be independent. I want you to be dependent on me for your whole life. This way, you wouldn't think of leaving.”It should be scary, right? But that didn't scare me. If anything, it made me feel warm, knowing I had someone who would do practically anything to k
We remained on the floor for a while before I felt his hand on me. He tugged me to himself and ran his fingers through my hair. “Where do you want our wedding to be? Is there any place you have in mind?" He asked suddenly, breaking through the comfortable silence.I cuddled up to him and placed my head on his chest, eyes closed. For a few seconds, I just inhaled his sweet scent, taking in as much as I could. “I want a private wedding,” I said at last, opening my eyes to look at him. He was already looking down, his pretty green eyes sparkling. I'd never seen it as bright as it was, and I knew it had to do with the moon shining down on us, a third party to our conversation.Who knows, the moon goddess was probably peering down from her throne next to it, watching us while eating popcorn. Did she have a great show? “Why? I thought you wanted an extravagant wedding with plenty of guests, press and —”“You make me sound like a spoiled princess.” I scrunched my nose up, even though he
I felt a delicious thrill run down my spine at his possessive words. I loved it; I craved to hear more as I pretended to fight against him. “Put me down!” I commanded, acting like I didn't like it. “You cheated!”He laughed. “No, baby. I didn't cheat, and we both knew it. You lost fair and square. Now I want my prize. You won't deny me that, will you?”“You didn't make any noise!” I argued some more as he carried me back to where it all started, to the place he stood when I ran to hide from him. “Was I supposed to do that, baby?” When he put me down on my feet, he made me slide down his body. If I didn't want this, I would have taken to my feet and run the moment my legs touched the ground, but I didn't. I watched him, a look of fake defiance in my eyes, waiting to know what he intended to do. He undid his slacks and let them drop to the ground, kicking them to one side. He grabbed me and wrestled me to the ground, undoing my shorts and pulling them off. Both our cocks were hard.
Dad stayed back. He asked us to have fun, claiming he had some things to take care of, which I knew was a lie. I didn't call him out on that, though. It seemed he wanted us to have the night, so he wouldn't feel like the third wheel. Dad had been doing this constantly since our engagement. He had stopped breathing down our necks anytime we were alone. Most times, he creates the opportunity for us.Jay didn't seem to mind that Dad wasn't running with us. He told me to leave him to whatever it was Dad was doing, so I did as asked. I followed him out of the house, through the back door and straight to the small forest. We heard howls all around us, probably those who also wanted to run during the full moon. We weren't the only ones who felt the pull from the moon.I wasn't concerned about meeting people on our run, as the forest we were going to was private property owned by Dad. No werewolf would dare trespass. Jay and I ran, with me mostly chasing him, cackling whenever he tripped and
That night, I laughed as I'd never done before. I danced openly with Jay and got congratulated by almost everyone present. Henry was among them, and he looked genuinely happy for us. It was, should I say, my best night ever. Getting the support and smiles from people around me made me almost shed tears of joy. For the first time, when I held Jay's hand in public, I didn't fear getting caught, or fingers pointed at me. I felt free, like someone had released me from a cage I'd been kept all my life. Jay must have felt the same. He looked more relaxed than I'd ever seen him, his eyes crinkling each time he looked at me. Dad, too. He stuck by our side, shaking hands and laughing with everyone who came to congratulate us. My cheeks hurt from the strain I put on them, but I didn't care. I was happy. That was all that freaking mattered, nothing else. I stood in front of my window, arms folded, looking up at the bright sky. It was night, but the moon was shining so brightly, it looked like
I was already on my toes, fidgeting crazily, while acting like I was listening to whatever Dad and his partners were talking about. I wasn't. I occasionally looked towards the door, biting my lower lip and waiting for Jay to show up with that lopsided smile I knew all too well. Blame it on that stupid message I received. My mind was racing miles a minute, from fear, uncertainty, and nervousness. Dad noticed because he stopped speaking with his friends and excused us, taking my hand in his. He led me away from the others before asking. “Is everything okay?”I nodded, looking back at the door. “Have you tried calling him if you're worried?” Dad didn't even need to ask who I was looking for. He could tell. “I…” I blinked, realising that was what I should have done a long time ago. I had my phone with me. “Let me do that now.” I dialled his number, and he answered on the first ring. I let out a deep sigh of relief, the weight on my shoulders and my fears wiping out instantly. “Baby?







