Fie Wright's P. O. V

"How are you feeling now, Malleus?" I coo to my mate. The large man laying down in our bed tummy first with his arms stretched above his hand and messing with the headboard. I pout at the sight of my poor baby as I run my hand through the tufts of his dark hair, enjoying the silky strands as they slip through my grasp "I'd enjoy it if you pulled harder." The deep husky tone that's been present in his voice for the past hour hasn't calmed down the slightest, the only thing being on his mind consist of illicit activities that are probably to scandalous for my ears.

Okay that's a lie but at least I have something to hold over him after the embarrassing stunts I pulled while being drunk. Not that it was ever Malleus' fault when it comes to me acting like that but I need to blame someone and I'm not about to blame myself.

"I'm counting down the seconds till this stupid thing wears off." I grumble aloud to no one in particular, annoyed at how everyone has just simply disappeared and has left me with a disorientated Malleus.

Asha is too busy dealing with advisory duties or at least that's what she keeps telling me which I find suspicious because she's the advisor to the King and he clearly is in no state to be advised. She's most likely cozying it up with Apollo somewhere. Ezra is definitely out of the question for two reasons; the first being that he'd probably contribute to Malleus acting up even more and eventually ending up down a path of no control and secondly, I have no intention of coming between Ezra and Rui for fear of what I'll stumble upon.

I don't have any plans of turning into an awkward mess like Tyrell did when I drunkenly walked in on him and Aria going at it. I guess Karma just loves to have it out for people.

A loud sigh is heard from besides me as Malleus raises a hand to mine, for a second I think he wants to hold my hand in both of his but instead, he removes it and turns around till he's facing me, a sad frown tugging at his lips as he peers at me with despondent eyes.

"Do you not want me anymore?" The melodramatic sigh coupled with his words has my mind going blank as I let out a loud, 'huh', not quite understanding where he's coming from.

"Am I not attractive? Is that it? Do you not find me attractive," my mouth goes dry as I try to find an answer for him but he doesn't care nor does he pay heed to me as he babbles on, "I mean what more do you want? I'm a King. I have a castle. I'm pretty damn hot which is something no one can deny, so what's wrong?"

Unable to help myself, I let out a little laugh while scooting closer towards him and then laying down till I can manage to cuddle myself right up against him, "Maybe it's the fact that you're just too damn humble for me." My sarcasm goes flying over his head as he considers what I say before letting out a quiet hum.

"Hmm. Maybe you're right. It is hard to compare to me after all." I let out a loud gasp at that, smacking the man gently on his chest but he merely sends me a confused look, not understanding how I could possibly do that since he's uttering nothing but the truth.

I won't lie and say that I don't find Malleus like this endearing but I'm not going to fool myself into thinking I'd be able to put up with such a Malleus for the rest of my life if the effects don't reverse back. It'll be like having two Ezra's except one of them will be incredibly horny twenty four seven.

"What would you like to do? We could watch a movie?" I ask, wanting to pass away the time and hoping that us doing something monotonous like that will either have him passing out from sleep or the effects wearing off faster.

"I don't mind doing a bit of Netflix and Chill." I let out a sharp laugh at what he says while eyeing him out of the corner of my eye.

"What year do you live in? We're passed all of that." I inform wisely, sure that no one uses the term anymore.

All I get in return are grumbles as Malleus turns away from me, acting like a child throwing a tantrum but for reasons that are rated R and not something as trivial as wanting a certain candy or toy in a shop.

"I'm just going to wallow away. Leave me be." The man says in a dramatic tone that has me rolling my eyes. This doesn't stop me from throwing my arm around his broad back, hugging him as a big spoon. I wait a few moments before I get what I want while I smile in victory. Malleus takes my affection with a grain of salt as he turns back around, his arms wrapping around me while he pulls me close to his chest. I cuddle further into him, inhaling his scent and body heat that has me squirming in delight. Not stopping myself, I raise my hands to curl back into his hair, scratching his scalp and giving a mini massage which he seems to thoroughly enjoy from the groans slipping passed his lips.

My eyes flutter shut as we lay wrapped up in one another's embrace, enjoying each other's company in silence but soon enough, Malleus let's himself go and falls asleep, gentle snores falling from him while I sigh in content. Getting up a bit, I place a soft kiss to his forehead before making a move to get out of bed but Malleus subconsciously tightens his arms around me, trapping my body. I could fuss around and let myself free but I don't have the heart nor the willpower which is how I find myself settling back down and falling asleep right next to him.

I'm jolted out of my sleep suddenly, my tired eyes barely comprehending what is happening as the door to the bedroom slams open and smacks against the wall which I'm sure will leave a mark on the paint.

Sitting up and rubbing at my tired eyes, all I can manage to make out is all black which causes me to frown even deeper than what I already am. Only when does a sharp growl resound throughout the room do I realise the black that I'm seeing comes from Malleus' broad back that is clothed in his pitch black tee shirt with which he fell asleep in.

"Do that next time and I'll be ripping you in half." Oh. Yup. My normal and somewhat sane Malleus is back to his usual self. The sleepy tone lacing through his voice has me patting his back gently which the man takes as an invitation, leaning back into my embrace as I scoot up the headboard, not bothering with the cause of the loud bang since everyone who's acquainted even a bit with my life; knows exactly who is at the door.

"I'm going to let that pass because I am in such a good mood. I am literally in cloud nine. I could fucking kiss you right now Malleus." Ezra says with a shriek to his voice, practically jumping up and down in the spot where he's currently standing.

"Come even a foot near me with your puckered lips and I will set you on fucking fire." The threat is more of a promise and has me wincing as I peer over Malleus' shoulder, Ezra ignoring my seething mate who's still quite sleepy and most likely only half awake.

I ignore all the taunts being thrown at each other as I take in Ezra's wide shit eating grin while my own takes up its place on my lips, content at the fact that at least Ezra has finally found his mate who he's been pining after since ages. However, something seems different in my cousin which results in me narrowing my eyes, trying to figure out what it is. I even go as far as scenting the air until it finally clicks in my mind, my eyes zooming in on the collar of Ezra's shirt.

"You little whore." I say with a wide grin, sitting up and startling my mate who latches onto me most likely in the hopes of keeping me grounded to reality since he's wondering what the hell has gotten into me.

"I am proud to be a whore for my mate. It feels so good saying my mate. No wonder you guys are so up each other's asses twenty four seven. I do not want to spend another second away from her." He says while placing his hands on his hips while Malleus scoffs.

"You say that yet you're still smothering me with your insufferable presence." I smack Malleus gently on the shoulder before immediately kissing the spot as guilt courses through me.

"You guys have already marked each other?" I question in awe, still staring at the slightly red and inflamed area that stands out brightly against his skin, the sharp imprint of teeth especially where canines would be elongated to puncture even deeper than normal.

"Damn right. I feel so liberated right now. Even though I'm tied down to one girl for the rest of my long life. My bachelor days are finally over." He says with a grin while tugging at his collar to show the mark on his neck clear and proud.

"What bachelor days did you have?" I ask rhetorically while snorting out loud, thinking back to all of his single days that he spent whining over not having a girlfriend even though we both were of agreement that we'd rather wait for our mates.

"The same ones you had." I roll my eyes at his words and go to retort back but stop when a certain glint enters his eyes and he freezes before sprinting back to life, "The Mrs. is calling. I need to attend to her needs. Good bye and good day." The disgusted face I make at his last few words is mirrored exactly by Malleus as we watch the man turn tail and run out the door as fast as he came.

I turn to ask Malleus if he wants something for dinner since it's nearing the time we usually get something to eat but instead, I'm met with a rather saddened Malleus if that's one way to put it. His eyes are a dimmer blue than usual and his lips are pulled down just at the corners while his aura seems off within mere seconds.

"Malleus? What's wrong?" I ask in a panic stricken voice, wondering if I've done something wrong or am currently doing something that I shouldn't have. Whatever the cause may be, I don't like my mate looking so saddened.

The dim haze in his eyes turns to a sharp look which has me lifting a brow, not sure where the sudden changes in mood are coming from till he says something that leaves me completely blank and unable to form even the simplest of words.

"Mark me."

"Who- Wh- What?" I splutter dumbly, expecting him to come up with anything but what has just come spewing out of his mouth.

Malleus turns to face me fully now, picking me up and placing me in his lap like he usually does but this time I'm way too focused on staring a hole into his forehead than focusing on what he has to say.

"I want you to mark me Fie," he says in a gentle voice while grasping my chin deftly in his fingers so that I put my attention on him. Focusing my gaze back onto his, I have nothing to say which causes him to continue, "You might not ready to get marked by me but I want to feel connected to you in every way I possibly can but I don't want to pressure you into getting marked either. I think it's the perfect way. No one has said anything is wrong with only one mate getting marked at a time." The man rambles on but I stop him from turning into a babbling frenzy as I try to articulate my own thoughts.

"Malleus I- I don't think that's wise," the disappointment visible on his face has me rushing quickly so he understand where I'm coming from and not just kicking him while he's down, "Usually when only one mate is marked, it's nearly always the weaker wolf that gets marked by the stronger. What will everyone think when they see a mark on your neck and not mine. Including the fact that you're literally the King, everyone might start questioning-,"

"Fie." Malleus cuts me off with a soft grin and a chaste kiss to the lips that has the words ceasing effectively, "I could not give a lesser shit about what people think. When it comes to you and I being wolves and the social status that comes along with it, we're both equals. I'm you're King just like you are my Queen and hence, we both have the same rank and even if we didn't, so what. I'm not about to let old rules govern our lives which I shouldn't be saying really since all credibility of me as King goes down the drain." That last part has me smiling wryly as I crane my neck up to place a kiss against his lips, lingering softly before nodding in agreement.

"Alright. If you want me to mark you, I will." The sheer delight that appears on his face encapsulates me and I'm rendered speechless with the pure joy that resembles a kid on Christmas Day itching to open his presents and knowing he'll be getting exactly what he wants.

Malleus doesn't bother to reply verbally as he kisses me much like I did him moments prior, this time the kids sweltering and increasing with tenacity much more than our previous gentle one. All of a sudden I turn into a bundle of nerves as I finally process what I have to do. I urge my wolf to come forward, relinquishing control just that tiny bit so she can give me a faux sense of comfort and guidance even though she's as new to this as I am.

Moving just a bit away from him, I manoeuvre myself out of his lap till I can easily put all my weight on my knees while I wrap my arms around his neck in order to balance myself. This allows me to deepen the kiss and gives me a better angle since I now hover over him and am able to lead the both of us easier this way.

Threading my fingers through the strands of his hair, I move my lips from his as I tug sharply at his head, not enough for it to cause him pain but enough for him to get the hint that he needs to move his head just a bit. The man listens to me eagerly as I peck kisses down from the corner of his lips and to his jaw before I trail even further and reach the tender skin of his neck, making sure to bite and suck a bit here and there in order to leave more marks than one albeit the main will be permanent and these, not so much.

I can immediately tell where the place I need to mark him is; the crook of his neck where his skin is the thinnest but life force the strongest and calling out to me. I kiss him a few times in that spot, building up the anticipation which I know he finds frustrating as he tightens his grip on my waist, practically goading for me to bite him. Not wanting to delay it any longer, I lengthen my canines and bend my head low, teeth sharp and eyes zeroed in on the specific place as his skin gets pierced and the warmth of his body invaded my mouth. A long groan is heard from my mate, the sound travelling through my body and sending shivers down my spine.

"Fie." His lust-filled heavy baritone has the hair on my body raising as an involuntary response and I find myself pushing my teeth in deeper till the distinct coppery taste of blood invades my mouth. I expect to gag since I hate the taste but this time it's almost intoxicating which puts one side of me on edge.

I hope I'm not turning into a vampire.

Peeling myself back gently so as to not hurt him further, I expect Malleus to be in a world of pain but when I sit up straight and wipe my hand across my mouth, I'm met with Malleus having his head thrown back with the expression of pure content and desire etched into each crevice of his face.

"How was it?" I find my own voice is breathy and from the tight grip on my waist, I can assume he's having one of the best experiences a wolf can have in their lives.

Unable to stop myself, I lean down and place a kiss to his soft lips, smiling in accomplishments as his stormy eyes flicker upon while a grin full of adoration and delight flit onto his lips.

"Thank you." He mumbles in a low voice while I shake my head, kissing him once more before getting out of bed and rushing to the bathroom so that I can hurry back to my awaiting mate. Grabbing the now wet towel, I dab at the reddened area that is still bleeding slightly.

"You need to take your shirt off. Arms up." I say, motioning with my hands to raise his arms which he promptly does so while I promptly grab the edge of his now blood stained shirt and take it off of him before throwing it over to a discreet corner, making a mental note to pick it up to wash later on. By later I mean when I'm not distracted by my mate's physique that has my mouth going dry and my wolf smacking her lips in preparation for a tasty treat.

Malleus seems to finally snap out of the trance that me marking him has put the man in as a smirk now tugs at his lips while he appraises me with the same heavy lust filled eyes, "I've said it once and I'll say it again; this is all yours my little Queen." A wistful sigh is heard from my end before I clear my throat, my panting stomach making itself clearly known to both Malleus and I.

"Of course my Magus. What's yours is mine and what's mine is also mine. Everything is mine." I joke with a teasing grin but the heated look doesn't leave Malleus' eyes, instead his smirk deepens even further as he leans closer towards me.

"Magus huh?" The husky tone to his voice is as thick as honey, "I didn't know you'd be into role play but I'm not opposed to it."

Laughter bubbles out of me, his words getting the opposite reaction out of me than what I'm sure he intended to.

"Calm down there big boy, mama right now is hungry. For food," I quickly clarify, shrieking slightly as Malleus lifts me up without hesitation, the both of us now changing our next plan of action to get him a shirt and me some food.

All the while, however, I can't help the nagging guilt flooding through me.

Am I wrong for not getting marked?

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AN: Helloooo! Hope you liked the new chapter. I've been distracted because I typed while watching a movie so yeah. Let me know if you find more mistakes than usual lol. I'll try to go through it for editing in a bit.

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