Grayston

Grayston

I thought my wife was going to lose her mind when the three of them walked into the kitchen this afternoon. She had linked me earlier, concerned that she hadn’t seen them yet, but I told her not to worry. She screamed like a little schoolgirl when they walked in to have dinner. I was happy that they finally completed mating and marked each other.

“So when should we have the ceremony?” Elysia asked.

“Actually we were thinking that we could hold off on the ceremony until after we graduate,” Drake says.

I can see my wife wants to argue, but I stop her. I ask why, and Dray explains that between school and everything else going on, they want to wait until things calm down. I tell him that I understand the school part but that those two assholes aren’t going to keep quiet just because we want to have the ceremony.

“We understand that but we would still like to wait. Plus this gives mom time to plan the perfect party and for Ty to get used to being Luna.” Dray says.