Muna stood in front of the mirror, gazing at the mark on her neck. It was a beautiful symbol of their bond, a reminder that she was now marked as Jayden's Luna. The mark held a certain power, a connection that bound them together. She couldn't help but feel a sense of pride and belonging.
As she admired the mark, Jayden entered the room, drawn by her presence. His eyes fell upon her, and a smile tugged at the corners of his lips. He approached her, his gaze fixed on the mark he had left on her skin.
"You're awake," he said softly, his voice filled with tenderness.
Muna turned to face him, a mixture of emotions swirling in her eyes. "Yes, I am. And I saw the mark," she replied, her voice filled with awe.
Jayden stepped closer, his fingers gently tracing the outline of the mark. "It suits you," he murmured, his eyes filled with affection. "You're mine, Muna. Forever."