Megan's POV
This was quite similar to the feeling you get when you know someone is watching you but you can't really see them. Because I was aware of exactly where he was and how much time it would take me to get there, I was able to feel his presence even before I had the chance to see him. I might compare it to the tension in a rubber band or the attraction of magnets in the way that I felt compelled and drawn to go closer.
As I down the stairs, my feet picked up speed, which resulted in me tripping over my dress and having to grip the railing for support. Although I was experiencing some anxiety, I did not slow down or stop going. As I down the stairs, I kept one hand on my dress to keep it from falling down, and I used the other hand to balance myself by grabbing the handrail.
When I finally reached the bottom, my ankles had already been twisted many times, and I was debating whether or not to continue wearing the heels. I made the decision to take them off in a single second, and I did so while holding them between the tips of my index and middle fingers. After taking another step with my bare feet trembling on the cool wooden planks, I was stopped in my tracks by someone putting their hand on my shoulder.
"Megan, please wait." A gentle but firm touch was placed on my shoulder, and the voice was warm and comforting.
"What? What exactly is wrong? When I observed Janina's terrified look, I couldn't help but be curious.
"Sweetheart, there is absolutely nothing wrong. There is one aspect of the ceremony that I neglected to mention, and that is... She paused for a moment, which caused me to get concerned. You are not permitted to approach him.
I expressed my confusion by asking, "What do you mean, I can't touch him?" The news broke my heart. Is he going to be okay?
He is OK, don't worry about him. As she soothed me, she reached out and stroked both of my arms. "I don't get it," you say, "It's just a part of the ceremony." "It's not important," you say. They want me to stop touching him the instant I see him, despite the fact that I had just spent the last three days unable to see him. Do they take pleasure in seeing my anguish? Our ceremony has been carried out in this manner for many years, despite the fact that it could seem to be unfair or even a little bit foolish. These activities are intended to assess the level of self-control and patience possessed by the bonding partners. It is meant to highlight the value of one another to the Moon Goddess by using the female's need during separation and what the male provides back to her as a means of doing so. They are obligated to express gratitude to the Moon Goddess for bringing them together even if none of them has feelings for the other. The Goddess is responsible for ensuring that her consorting is faultless as well.
I expressed my belief that "I don't think I can control myself when I see him."
"Without a doubt, you will. She was a source of solace for me. "I know it's difficult, but I have complete confidence in your ability to prevail."
Simply put, I long for him. He made me feel really uneasy.
"In my opinion, people will always have a strong desire to pursue goals that might ultimately lead to their demise. Are you able to do this task at the present moment? When you start anything, there is no going back once you do. It is essential that it be completed.
"You can count on it,"
"Do you remember the final part of the ceremony that I described to you?" "Do you remember?" Even though I know you haven't slept together and you don't have to do anything like that, it may be a bit awkward for the both of you even if you don't have to.
It's not a problem for me. I'm ready for anything. As I proceeded, she showed me the thumbs up.
She told me, "He's waiting for you at the front door," and I couldn't believe it. She removed the heels from my grip by gently tugging on them with her fingers.
"I don't think you'll have a use for these for very much longer," She looked at me and winked at me.
As I made my way through the well-known tunnels, I became aware of a pull coming from the direction of my rear. As soon as his scent surrounded me, whatever lingering agony I had immediately evaporated. As I approached the last bend, he turned his head toward me, and a wide grin spread over his face as he looked directly at me. In spite of the fact that he got his hair cut a little shorter, he was wearing professional pants, and the button on his shirt was plain white, he still managed to seem rather attractive.
Before he could say anything, I greeted him with "Hey, Jason," as he opened his mouth to speak. As we began to stroll side by side, I flashed him a smile before diverging my attention elsewhere.
"When you were a baby, you were plump."
Because I was afraid that the sound of his voice might tempt me into his arms, he kept his mouth shut the whole time we went on our walk. Despite the fact that our hands were just barely brushing one another, there was a spark that made it seem as if we were touching. Even though I wanted to give him a hug, just being in his presence was enough to soothe me and reassure me that everything was going to be all right for him.
I could hear the group muttering amongst themselves with excitement as we came closer to the event. Everyone stood up as soon as we arrived at the row of seats that was the farthest away from the front of the room. As we got closer, I was able to make out the prey that Jason had captured and brought back with him.
"What's that? Are you trying to make me laugh, Jason? There was a chance that you might be hurt. I gave him a low growl while maintaining my silence. Those few people who were physically near enough to hear it let out a lighthearted giggle.
It's possible that I've never heard you swear before, but I doubt it. He grumbled back something in reaction to the fact that he was happy with my answer.
a query along the lines of "What were you thinking?"
I had the impression that he would make a wonderful rug.
She said, "I'm serious," as her response. I was going to growl at him when I saw him.
"You and I both."
As I climbed the wooden planks leading to the stone slab, I whispered something to the effect of, "You are so fortunate that I can't touch you right now, otherwise, you would be dead."
Even though the ceremony wasn't very long, the time I spent there seemed like it went by extremely fast to me. Because the boulder was so sharp, it wounded my hand, and while it was bleeding, I picked up some dirt. It was meant to send the message that the pack now controlled my life and that I belonged to them, and it succeeded in doing so. I made a commitment to that group that I would watch over them and always be there for them, no matter what. Since Jason and I were the ones in command, this place and the pack we were using became mine.
I believe that there is now a stronger connection between everyone than there ever was before. I was under the assumption that in order to demonstrate to everyone that I was worthy of their respect, I needed to be powerful. They joined my family and became my new relatives.
After the sun had fallen and the intensity of the moment had dissipated a bit, Jason began guiding us down a path that I had never been on before and it was completely new to me. I took precautions to guarantee that the bottom of the garment would not be ruined as I was lifting it up. The path was littered with weeds and grass, which was a clear indication that very few people used it. The sounds of nature could be heard in every direction. I couldn't help but giggle as the cold, wet muck got stuck in between my toes. Jason turned his head away from the noises and gave me a reassuring grin as he did so.
You should know that I did not give you those images so that you might make fun of me.