#Chapter62
LEWIS
/"He is my husband!/"
Lia shouted with indignation. Her chest rising and falling as she took deep breaths, and her whole face was flushed with slight irritation and embarrassment.
It was clear that she was in a hurry to clarify our relationship and was slightly mad that her friend accused her of making out with a stranger.
My eyes widened upon hearing her, before they turned gentle as I looked at her.
Lia looked at her friend 'fiercely' after proudly saying that I am her husband. She looked like a small white rabbit trying to look ferocious.
'Ah.' I covered my forehead with a hand. '...so freaking adorable,' I thought.
Smitten... I was totally smitten.
For werewolves, marking is the sign of being married. Since I marked her, I was already her husband for all intent and purpose. And hearing it coming from her mouth made me incredibly happy.
