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Maybe this is why I met Devin at only eighteen. Fate knew that I would need him to make it through this time in my life. And having him with me gives me courage.
When we get back to the house, Devin and I are about to head into the dining room to do our school work, but Damian stops us.
“We need to talk,” Damian says.
Devin grabs onto my hand and tugs me over to the couch, where Damian is taking a seat. Monica is nowhere to be seen, she’s probably putting Grant down for a nap.
Damian focuses on Devin. “Are you still mad that I didn’t tell you what was happening?”
“I understand why you didn’t,” Devin says. “But I don’t think it’s right to keep things from me, especially not things that directly affect my mate. You know I wouldn’t do that to you, so it’s not fair that you did it to me.”
“You’re right, and I am sorry.” Damian rubs at the scruff on his jaw. “Even though my role as alpha is temporary, I’ve gotten used to it. I’ve even gotten used to taking care of you, but you don’t need me to anymore. You’re grown up now.”
“You don’t like being alpha,” Devin says.
Damian shakes his head. “You’re right. I hate it. It has never been a role that I wanted to take and I will happily hand it over to you this summer after you graduate. But that doesn’t mean I’m comfortable with the change that is about to take place. Knowing how hard this job is only makes it that much more difficult. You’re so young to take all of this on.”
“It’s what I was born for.” Devin sits forward on the couch. “You and Monica both hate your position in the pack, but Tori and I were handpicked by fate for this. We can handle it.”
“I know.” Damian sighs, looking at each of us. “I’m sorry that I’ve been going about this all wrong. Tori is queen and you’re about to be alpha. I never should’ve tried to force what I want on you.”
We both look at him, curious what he’s trying to say.
“When I was eighteen, I was alpha. I had the elders helping me, but it was a lot to handle. I wasn’t ready for the responsibility. But you’re prepared for this,” Damian says. “That is why I’ve decided to change my mind. If you two want to get married over spring break, you have my blessing.”
My eyes widen as I look at Damian. Devin is also completely silent like he’s waiting for Damian to say something else.
Is this really happening? Is he really going to let us get married sooner than summer?
“If you’re both old enough to rule a species, you’re old enough to know what you want. You’re soulmates and nobody should force you to wait to complete your mate bond,” Damian says.
Devin’s green eyes land on mine and he smiles widely. “Your eyes are an even brighter blue than the water around the island.”
I want to know what he’s feeling, so I hold out my hand toward him. He’s already told me that I don’t have to ask permission to touch him and read his emotions, but I want to ask permission right now.
What if he’s changed his mind? What if he’s scared to marry me sooner than summer? I know this is what we’ve asked for… it’s what we’ve fought for. But marriage is a huge commitment. Once the mate bond is completed, there is no going back. Supernaturals don’t have divorce like humans do.
Devin laces our fingers together, freely allowing me to read him.
My stomach fills with butterflies as I feel his love for me. It’s so strong that it nearly takes my breath away. The next emotion, which is almost as strong, is his excitement. He’s excited that he doesn’t have to wait until summer to marry me. Instead, he gets to marry me next month. It’s all he’s wanted.
Tears press against my eyes and I look at him.
“Does that answer your question?” Devin asks.
I nod, unable to stop myself from smiling.
He leans closer, pressing his forehead against mine. “I want to marry you as soon as I possibly can. I’d do it today if we could.”
Damian clears his throat, reminding me that he’s still in the room with us. “You can’t marry her today. You’re the future alpha of the pack and she’s queen. You have to have a wedding for the pack. Yes, marriage is a forever bond, but it’s also a political gathering. All the alphas and kings will be invited.”
Devin growls as he glares at his older brother.
I put my hand on Devin’s arm. “It’s okay, Devin. We can invite the entire world to our wedding, I don’t care. I just want to be your wife.”
Devin instantly stops growling as he turns toward me. His eyes fade from amber to green. “I will never see our wedding as anything political. It’s going to be for you, me, and our family.”
“I know.” I kiss him on the cheek.
