AN: The picture up top makes it look small but it's definitely bigger than that. (That's what he said.)

Fie Wright's P. O. V

Everyone who knows basically anything about werewolves and their mates, knows one factual thing. I mean if they don't know about it, they'll get too soon enough if they spend time between two mated wolves especially newly mated wolves.

What would that be?

Well, the possessive streak that every hormonal filled wolf will have. This possessiveness can go from a mild growl to full out brawls that lead to serious injuries where some even end up in the hospital for days. A slightly lingering glance, subtle touch or an aggressive display towards someone's mate are what usually triggers such a reaction.

Malleus and I apparently work on different frequencies around each other.

Our entrance to the party, albeit late, isn't noticed by particularly many people for the reason most would expect. Our late arrival can't even really be considered late since we approach the huge backyard, which is really just the forest that is apart of our land, with another larger group of people. Hell, even the Alpha and Luna aren't here yet but they're like the chief of guests here tonight so it doesn't really matter what time they come. The lingering stares, however, come from the fact that majority of the pack finally lay their eyes on my mate; their King.

The rational part of me knows they're all gawking at Malleus because he's literally royalty but another part which I like to blame on my wolf, wants to let out the angriest snarl ever that's been building up with each passing glance. What if the men and woman are looking at him because of his good looks? I mean even a visually impaired wolf can probably sense how attractive he is.

Malleus' outfit is simple and nothing too flashy our out there but he looks mouth-wateringly delish what with the shirt hugging him in all the right places, his biceps bulging and abs playing peekaboo with every shift in the fabric. Each footstep tugging at the trousers he wears, the movements of his leg causing the jeans to clench around his backside and give off its perfect shapely form.

Ugh. I sound like a toxic love struck fool.

"Hmph," comes the annoyed voice from besides me which causes me to turn my head towards Malleus, the man's blue eyes narrowed as he swings his head left and right, perfectly pink lips pulled up in a near invisible snarl.

"What's wrong?" I question softly, only to get my hand squeezed gently in return.

"It is nothing." He says in that formal tone of his that I've slowly started to realise he only does when he's cautious of my reaction to something.

"Spill it Malleus," I murmur back as we approach the main place where the festivities are taking place with Ezra right smack dab in the middle of it all.

"It is a very deplorable thing for me to even think of but I am feeling a bit possessive towards you with some stares that are being directed at you." He informs me, each word more methodical than the next, eyes gouging my reaction to see if I'd blow up at him.

The snort that leaves me has the man staring back at me in slight shock, not expecting that reaction in the slightest since I'm not blowing up on him and calling him every curse word under the sun. "Relax. I'm feeling the exact same way as you. My wolf is practically begging me to grab that black haired girl by the throat and crush her oesophagus in one go." I say while casually motioning to the girl who quickly takes heed and squirms slightly before turning her back to us and starting a conversation with the girl beside her.

Malleus, on the other hand, blinks for a few moments, probably stunned by my laid back attitude towards the poor innocent girl. If no one can tell, I get worked up quite easily but of course, I hold it back and don't actually attack people that have nothing of an ill intent towards me. "I guess we're on the same page." He utters out slowly while still eyeing me cautiously out of the corner of his eye. I don't think it's him being perturbed about my words but more so him simply surprised that I didn't overreact in some aggressive way towards him.

"Whooo! You're here." Comes an all too familiar voice as a brown eyed chubby faces boy pops up directly in front of us. His slightly red cheeks already indicating that he's had a bit to drink, maybe a bit tipsy but not fully drunk off his ass.

"Ezra. The Alpha and Luna aren't even here yet and you're already drinking?" I tut in disapproval to which he rolls his eyes and mutters something about me being a stick in the mud.

"You're just old and boring now that you've found your mate," he says with a wave of his hand and an implied tone towards Malleus, "Anyways. Everyone. Listen up! This is your Kind and future Queen. What are you waiting for? Bow down peasants. Also I'm technically royalty so come on. Get on your knees." He voices aloud to all the onlookers. I mentally facepalm at his words, already making a move to hide behind Malleus who himself is visibly cringing as everyone drops to one knee and brings a hand in front of their heart with their head bowed.

"Um," Is all I manage to get out before I elbow Malleus, motioning for him to tell the wolves to get up. "You may rise." He says quickly, following my instructions before tugging me to his side instead of me hiding behind him.

"God, that never stops being awkward." He says with a slight wince which changes to a glare at a smug Ezra who feels like he's on top of the world after everyone bowed down to him.

This is why he isn't Alpha, I think with a slight shake of my head.

"Wait, what does Ezra mean by 'now that you've found me.' Are you a crazy drunk or something?" He questions, dark blue eyes narrowing and almost appearing black with the lack of light, since the only source is the bonfire as the sun sinks well into the sky.

I almost blush under his questioning gaze but try to hold it back as I tilt my chin up into the air and say a defiant, "No. I am not at all."

"My. My. Lying to your mate already and it hasn't even been a month into your relationship. Naughty Fie. Very naughty." Ezra says in a faux quiet voice, leaning in as he taps me in a reprimanded manner on the nose. One part of me wants to bite his finger clean off of the bone but I find myself letting out a low snarl and not going for the other drastic measure.

"This is interesting information," Malleus says with nothing but interest in his voice, "Tell me pup. What does my mate do when she's drunk?" He asks to a now miffed Ezra who is blatantly ignoring the glare that depicts the fury of hell within their deadly brown irises.

"I'd appreciate if you treat me like the grown man I am and not call me 'pup' but that's not happening is it?" He pauses for Malleus' reply which is a firm shake of his head, resulting in a sigh audibly leaving Ezra's parted lips, "Well. I'm going to tell you anyways because I'm amazing like that."

"Don't you dare Ezra." I growl and take a threatening step in his direction, only to get pulled back by Malleus wrapping his arms around me from behind and pulling me into his solid yet comfy chest.

"She once got so drunk that she started singing only to Sex and Money by Rihanna and started to strip off but instead fell flat on her face and passed out." Ezra's says, practically spitting the words out in a hurried jumble while dodging my flying hands that itch to just smack him silly.

"Be quiet you turd!" I hiss angrily, blushing as furiously as I possibly can.

"The other time, Tyrell and Aria were going at it in their bedroom and Fie just walked in and passed out right next to them on the bed. Tyrell had the bluest balls ever since Aria wouldn't let him continue to fuck her with Fie still passed out besides him." Ezra chortled while I blanch at the memory, almost feeling sick to my stomach but luckily, I don't remember a thing from that night and have been left unscarred at seeing my cousin and best friend going at it like rabbits.

"Thank you for that lovely recap." Comes a deep hoarse voice from right behind us, the hair on the back rising up at Alpha Tyrell's stern words directed to his brother. Ezra doesn't seem to give a damn as he continues to laugh while I turn to the newcomers.

I'd like to beam brightly and pull Aria into a hug but I'll have to stop cringing first in order to do that. Alternatively, I opt for avoiding eye contact with my Alpha and Luna but that just diverts my attention to something else.

The fact that every person in the vicinity has their eyes directly focused on us. Some glancing from Aria to Tyrell to Malleus besides me before doing a double take and staring at their glowing Luna in awe. The woman herself donned in a pastel yellow flowy dress that cuts off right at her knees and looks gorgeous against her dark complexion. Her coiled hair shining healthily and let free down her back as she tucks a stray curl behind her ear while grinning sheepishly at all the onlookers. I can tell Alpha Tyrell practically forced the sweater onto her petite frame in case she gets cold during the night, his possessive side probably causing the poor woman to go stir crazy as he wraps an arm around her waist and pushes her frame into him.

"Relax you egomaniac. They're just excited to see their Luna up and about." Ezra says with a slight tsk before stepping closer to Aria and pulling her into a deep hug while lifting her up till her legs hang a few inches above the ground while he swings her about, her peals of laughter echoing around the silent clearing but causing a grin to appear on nearly everyone's face. Even Tyrell, who immediately went on alert at Ezra's wild swinging about, calms down slightly as he shakes his head in amusement, adoration for his mate shining clear in his eyes.

After Ezra puts her down with a face splitting smile, Tyrell tucks her back into his side and let's out a satisfied sound before clearing his throat and capturing every wolfs attention in the area, "First of all, I would like to thank everyone for showing up here in honour of your Luna. You have done nothing but support the both of us through these difficult times and for that you have my utmost gratitude. This bonfire is not only in well wishing of my mate but also in thanks to King Malleus for helping your Luna. We thank him from the bottom of our hearts." Alpha Tyrell finishes his short speech as the now gathered crowd consisting of every wolf, except for those on patrol, erupt into cheers while some howl in delight and gratitude. Aria waves timidly at all the smiling wolves gazing on while Malleus nods at Alpha in acknowledgment while Tyrell does the same. The rest of us rolling out eyes at their awkward display.

"I'd like to thank you once again my King. Not only for helping me but for putting Tyrell out his misery." Aria speaks softly, a thankful smile on her face which Malleus returns.

"You're most welcome. If not for you, I would not have met my mate so I guess I should be the one saying thanks to you." Malleus replies while Aria laughs.

"I guess one good thing came out of me being deathly sick. Oh stop growling you stick in the mud." The Luna chastises her Alpha who grumbles in return, the two then excusing themselves since they had to meet pretty much everyone in the Pack since the wolves were buzzing to greet and hug their Luna once again after many months.

"By the way, I was wearing a sports bra under my shirt. When I was drunk and started um, 'stripping.'" I finish awkwardly at the end when Malleus glanced at me in question. I can tell the answer doesn't completely please him but boohoo. It's not like I can go back in the past and change that. If I could, God knows I would have a clean slate with everything right now.

"I'd rather no one saw you in that position but as wolves, I guess it's asking too much." My mate grumbles from besides me as he bends down a little to place his chin on the crown of my head, a satisfied sigh escaping my lips at the soothing contact.

"I'd say the same to you then again, do the Royals even behave like normal wolves with their stripping issues and what not?" I ask Malleus in curiosity while Ezra preoccupies himself trying to get the attention of a girl passing by, until her mate growls at him in warning resulting in him laughing nervously before scurrying back to us.

"I only had that issue when I was a young wolf around six, seven, when I first shifted into my wolf." I try to ignore the fact that Malleus shifted so early when normal wolves shift around the ages of twelve to thirteen. The earliest being eleven if you're pushing it and we're still competent wolves thank you very much, "I've also never gotten drunk in my life so I can't really tell you I've had moments of promiscuity because well, it's never happened while I was sober." He finished while Ezra and I gape back at him slack jawed.

"You're telling us that you've never gotten drunk off your ass?" Ezra asks one disbelief while I mirror his expression to which Malleus shrugs.

"Wolves have a higher tolerance to alcohol which everyone knows but as Royals, our tolerance is even stronger. As a teenager I tried to get drunk and went through bottles and bottles of different stuff but all I could acquire was a mild haziness to my senses." He informs us seriously and looking almost begrudged over the fact that he's never gotten flat out drunk before. I'd say I wouldn't envy him since I let loose the most when I'm comfortable and tipsy on alcohol but my susceptibility go killer hangovers has me getting a bad taste in my mouth.

The lucky son of a bitch, well, mage but it isn't as effective as I'd like it to be.

"Well don't worry Malleus. I'll be one hundred percent sober with you. I have no intention of getting drunk." I say with a gentle smile while I reach up on my tiptoes to place a chaste kiss on his stubble covered cheek.

Little did I know, nothing would be going according to plan. Especially when I miss the mischievous glance Ezra throws my way before winking at a curious Malleus.

*****

"Bro. Bro," I squeal in excitement, hand reaching out while I stay in a trancelike state, bewitched by the shimmering colours as they flicker this way and that. Stretching out my hand farther, my finger tips are just about to touch the lights before a hand clamps onto my shoulder and pushes me back roughly.

"Oye! Who the fuck do you think you are mate?" I hiss to the person holding me tightly while a sarcastic voice speaks up from my side.

"Great. She's turned a weird mix of British and Australian." Ezra says with a strangled laugh while the person behind me grunts in frustration.

"Scuse me? Are you taking the bloody mick?" I question my cousin seriously who smirks back at me in amusement. "What if I am?" He taunts while I feel myself being turned around only to see stern blue eyes glaring at me.

"I'll have you know I'm one point six percent Irish from me mum's side." I say proudly while Ezra rolls his eyes at me.

"You're one of those. Are you going to perform the Irish jig for us or something?" The question has my eyes lighting up as I try to tug myself out of my mate's grasp with fumbling legs, trying to get my feet to cross so I can begin the dance of my ancestors.

"Fie!" Comes Malleus' scolding voice to which I snap my head to immediately, "You nearly burned yourself by touching the fire. You can't be that irresponsible." He says in an exasperated tone, his reprimanding of my behaviour causing a pang of hurt to erupt in my chest as tears automatically prick at my eyes.

"I-I'm so sorry," I say with a trembling lip, eyes wide as I try to blink back the big fat tears that are threatening to leave confinement.

"Oh God. Here come the crocodile tears." Ezra taunts once more to which I school my features into a quick glare.

"Fuck off." I hiss before turning to Malleus with the previous doleful expression, "I- I didn't mean to." I say with my lips now in a pout while Malleus glances slowly from me to Ezra.

"It's okay baby. Don't cry." He says in a soft voice while I hiccup. Malleus raises his hand gently wipes away the stray tears with the pad of his thumb. The soft gesture causing a smile to tug at the corners of my mouth as he them bends down and placed a soft kiss right on my lips. I go to kiss him back but it seems like he has no intention of locking lips in front of so many people even when their attention is not on us. The act of Malleus refuting my kiss has me pulling back with a stern expression on my face, his own depicting nothing but confusion as I growl at him.

"What's wrong?" He asks with his head tilted to the side.

"You're not kissing me properly." I start to get angry as every second passes with no touchy touchy.

"Oh boy." Ezra exclaims as he steps aside and mumbles something about getting another beer before sauntering off where all the drinks are stacked up on a wonky looking table.

"Fie, it's just-," I cut Malleus off as I practically launch myself at him, his arms reflexively wrapping around my back as I hoist my legs around his waist, placing my lips on his with an eagerness I've never felt prior in my life.

Malleus doesn't even seem to pause at the attack as he kisses me back with the same eagerness, his hands squeezing my waist as I prod my tongue none too suavely against the seam of his lips. The man doesn't hesitate to give me access even in my less than refined state as I maul his mouth with my own.

"Fie," Malleus breaths as he tries to push his head back from my awaiting lips, I decide to focus my intense exploration of my mate's body with my tongue as I pepper kisses from his lips, to his jaw and then down his neck where I swipe the area with my tongue, a groan of pleasure being released from the man I'm clutching onto with everything I have.

So caught up in my vigour, I barely realise someone is pulling me away from Malleus till the only part of me touching him are my legs wrapped around him for stability.

"Malleus," I whine as I outstretch my arms and make 'grabby' motions towards him. The man looks torn as he glances from me to the person behind me before gently unwrapping his legs from around my waist.

"No ones practically assaulting their mate in my backyard. Oh no Fie." Alpha Tyrell tuts as he places me back on the ground. I don't bother looking at him but instead focus my eyes on a fidgety Malleus which results in a smirk adorning my face.

"What me to help you out with that?" I question with a wolffish grin on my face, eyes directly placed on the tent that stands proud in the crotch region of his pants.

"F-Fie!" Malleus stutters out, a soft dusting of pink coating his cheeks as he glances away from Tyrell and I for a few moments but then decides to take me out of my cousins arms.

"You can take her home Malleus. She always inadvertently gets caught up in something or another related to sex whenever she's drunk." Even Tyrell blushes slightly and I'm sure the memory of me walking in on him and Aria runs through his mind.

"Uh thanks. I'll just take her back home." Malleus spits out awkwardly while manoeuvring me in front of him so that his not so discreet problem gets hidden from view by my frame.

"I'll let her parents know she's drunk out of her mind. They'll give you wide berth." Tyrell says with a nod of his head while Malleus thanks him.

I start to get bored of the conversation, dragging him along back to my house before voicing the question I have on my mind.

"Hey Malleus! Wanna have sex?"

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AN: Sorry for the overdue update. I swear I feel like I've been saying this so much but unfortunately I'm still without any internet and a laptop. So yay me. Please forgive me.

Also no offence to any of my British readers out there (in case you did get offended) but I'm British as well so like does that lessen the offence? I'm not making much sense but aye your girl's from down South.

Also do any of you have any nose piercings and if so could you tell me how bad it hurt cuz I want one and I've had a few cartilage piercings and they were eh pain wise but I'm worried about a nose piercing, not through the septum but the top bit?

Question: Do you have any piercings and if so, how many and where? (I have like 5 all in my ear but I want moooore.)

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