Another chapter of their life had opened as Mischka opened his eyes in the early morning of Saturday, September 12th. His body was aching and his lower back was screaming in pain.
He groaned as he stood up from the bed and realized what date was today. He looked to his right to see Daime slacking and slapped his chest.
In pain, the Alpha arose from the bed and yelped at how hurt his chest was and looked at Mischka with worry plastered on his face.
"You dumbshit! How am I going to walk down the aisle with my back hurt?! You overdid it last night!"
Daime looked at the Omega with a scrunched up face and realized what Mischka had said. He fully turned to him and asked him a question, making Mischka think that something is really wrong with his Alpha.
"Aisle? What aisle? You are going to marry me? Now?"