More pretending to be the perfect mated couple.
Which meant more f*****g makeup to create my fake mark.
Dammit, I had only been home from the hospital for two days, and already I was exhausted. But Alexander and I needed to go to that event, especially with the recent media attention. It was a good opportunity to donate to charity, and it was also a chance to quell some more of the rumors.
The rest of the day passed quickly. I had to sit through another session with Lilith carefully applying the fake mark, each brush stroke a reminder of everything I didn’t have.
By evening, I was ready. The fake mark looked perfect, my dress was stunning, and my smile was utterly bulletproof. I looked every inch the devoted Luna, complete with my mate’s mark proudly displayed on my throat
