"Ricky, we are supposed to be planning our marking ceremony, but here you are, messing around with a slave!" Melo ranted, glaring at Ricky with her hands on her waist. Ricky sighed and rubbed his eyes tiredly. He still had a headache from last night's headache and Melo pulling him out to the hallway to rant didn't make matters easier.

"Melo, do you need anything?" Ricky questioned, ignoring her statement.

"Yes, I need my Lycan King to be to actually be interested in our marking ceremony!" She demanded.

"Look Melo, I've given you what you wanted, haven't I? We're getting marked. Go ahead and plan the ceremony to your taste....