Epilogue

Marissa's POV

"Are you ready?" Travis asked, continuing to gaze into my eyes. "Just say the word, and I will tell them to forget it."

"No..." I managed to squeak out as everyone began to move towards the stage to get a place to watch. "I won't go back on my word. Not anymore. "

Even if I was fucking terrified, it didn't mean that I was going to leave Travis hanging like I always did in the past. I owed him this and so much more.

"I'm okay." I said more strongly. "Just some nervous butterflies."

"Are you sure?" Travis continued to push, not seeming fully convinced. "No one will hold it against you if you want to save the marking for private."

My nerves were calmed instantly by the sight of Travis' concern over me. How in the world could I ever have been so lucky to have a mate like him?

Lifting my hand, I placed it on Travis' cheek and began to rub a finger along his skin.

"I'm ready." I said my determination was growing. "Let's do this."