Chapter 28

I didn't sleep last night.

I couldn't after what I had spilt last night. I wasn't regretting it, not at all, Lucas was very understanding and had patiently understood and held me close. It was just the fact that my father had to die cruelly was something I cut my sleep on while reviewing the horrible memories.

Lucas' mom was an actual couthy woman, she offered help in cooking with me and the cook—was finally back from her holiday.

Meryl noticed the tiredness in my eyes but didn't question, instead, she apologized and told me that she accidentally heard and saw Lucas and I last night, about what we discussed but didn't stick around long.

I whispered, "It's alright, I don't mind it."

She smiled sadly. "It must've been hard on you, isn't it."

"It's an old story, nothing happens," I said, more than her I was trying to console myself.

"You guys dating now, right?" She asked in a trice.

"Huh?" My eyes widened on their own accord, I heard her clear and clean but my brain choked on the existing thoughts unable to bear the weight of the question. "I-I."

Meryl grabbed my hand, pulling me out of the kitchen to the back yard. The cool air hit my body, raising goosebumps as she pulled two garden chairs on the grass.

"You guys aren't dating? Have you still not confessed yet?" She continued, "By looking at the behaviour of you guys anyone can declare your relationship towards him. I thought you must've accepted him last night by the way you were talking."

"I-I'm... not. I'm not sure-I'm not getting you," I stupidly stammered.

"You like him, don't you?" She bit her lip.

I did like him, realized a bit late but I did. I must not know him fully and he might still be hiding things from me, I cared less about it because I had developed feelings towards him. It was at a quick pace, quicker than my brain could analyse. Everything went by a blur, thrown into the world of mates it was common to form attraction at first sight.

I nodded, expression through actions since my words weren't cooperating with me.

"You should confess to him then," Meryl advised with a brimming smile.

"I don't know how."

Meryl smirked, showing that she had an idea for it. "It's still not late."

Confusion washed over my face as I blinked at her not able to understand the meaning behind the confident smirk.

After she explained that I still had a perfect time to propose to him, I was shy about processing the matter cause I haven't done anything like this nor anyone tried something like that to me.

Lucas had already unfolded his feelings through touch and words, he was only waiting for me and the perfect opportunity for me was his upcoming twenty-eighth birthday which was the next day.

Skylar, Ashley and Maya were aware of my plan, they were more excited than me which had only increased my anxiousness. He would say yes there was no doubt in that but the butterflies in my stomach weren't taking the name of silence.

And here I was, looking at myself in the mirror and attempting to uplift my confidence. The plane royal blue dress fit perfectly around my body, covering till my neck and perfectly matching with my bracelet.

"I can do this."

"You must do this, there's no going back or else I'll force you to sleep in his room for the rest of your life," Ashley said in a straight tone.

"I'm with Ash." Maya nodded.

My eyes widened. "That's too much now."

Skylar forwarded my black watch for me to take to it. "That's why don't mess it up."

"I won't. I'll try to do my best." I smiled.

***

I had thought about baking a strawberry cake for Lucas which was the only best thing I could do, but to my ill-luck Lucas hates cakes. I mean was that even a thing to hate? People like me die to get a taste of it.

Well, that one thing was out of the windows of my brain, I could only imagine how his birthday would go.

A surprise to my imagination.

It was just like any other formal ball. Waste of mood.

But the more interesting and nervous part of this Ball was that I was.... going to propose to him. In front of all the pack members, I was ready to bring up my courage to proceed with our unnamed connection.

I sat with Meryl and Lance, not paying attention to what Lucas was babbling about on the blue spotlight. All I could think was about how to start and not to slip near the steps

I felt a warm hand rest on my shoulder, Meryl blink at me in reassuring and with confidence.

"Everything will go smooth."

I held her hand in mine. "I hope you're right."

I turned to face Lucas and he had his eyes on me already. Well...

I looked around seeing people gazing at me with different emotions containing its level of unbalanced intensity, I was set on an alarm when the same another blue spotlight lightened on me making me even more confused.

I saw Skylar's thumbs up and gulped.

What's happening?

".... she's the woman I've longed for and the only light that shines on me. I could even give up my title to see one twinkle in her beautiful eyes. Heaven, you've become very special to me," Lucas admitted, a longing shining and showing its utmost glint in his eyes.

He climbed down the steps, looking dashing in his dark grey suit and sticking his hand to me as he stood in waiting.

I felt a nudge from behind but all I could focus was on him, his bright face and combed hair in the light were dancing with extreme beauty, his calloused hand looked, even more, manlier under many lights.

I placed my palm on his rough one, he led me onto the stage while going in how extremely happy he was with me around him. No wonder why the media people were clicking their forefinger on the button with no struggle.

The plan had twisted more than I thought. My practice had melted in the water and my confidence froze in the refrigerator. I was a total confusing mess before him.

"....and all this time I've only thought about you since the time I got to know about mates. You are the only woman for me and will remain for the rest of my life. So, my love ..."

I gasped lowering my head down when he got on his one knee with a small red velvet open box, a shiny gold ring with blue pearl solidifying its beauty.

"....will you do me the honour and become my Luna?" he finished, gazing hopefully at me.

The crowd had gone silent, still clear to hear the few murmuring around the places.

I was only looking at him as if the rest of the world was useless. Maybe the fact that liking a werewolf was not that bad, not everyone was possessive and not everyone was dominance-seeker. I must be the lucky woman on this planet to find such a gentleman in my arms.

My voice quivered when I tried to speak, if I had pushed my voice even more it would've run me into an embarrassing situation which I had no intention to acquire.

So, I bent to his level and wrapped my arms around him, pressing our body heats to each other conveying a message that he mattered to me too.

A smile was an uncontrollable task on my face so I let it loose only to be widened when I heard him.

"Finally, in the arms of Heaven," he whispered in my hair, embracing me more tightly than I did.

Shouts, claps and whistles went off in the background, barely able to hear when all I could hear was his delightful chuckles.

Indeed, we were in the arms of Heaven.