Page 179 of Savage Wounds


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ADRIEL

TWO WEEKS LATER

“Come on,we can’t be late,” I call out from the bedroom while she finishes getting ready in our master bath. “She’s gonna have my head if we’re late.”

Kayla laughs. “Well, she can be a bit temperamental. Wonder who she got that from.”

The door opens as she grins at me, wearing a pair of tight jeans and an off-the-shoulder red top that does nothing but make me wanna throw her on the floor and fuck her until we’re both too filthy to go anywhere.

But I promised my niece I’d be there for her birthday when we spoke a week ago, and I’m not a man who breaks the heart of the women he cares about.

It was a difficult decision, whether to go or not, but in the end, Idecided we had to. Especially being that Sophia herself called me and demanded I attend. Or else. Whateverelseshe had planned, I didn’t want to know. Going was the only seemingly smart option.

“You’re not supposed to look this breathtaking for a kid’s birthday party.” My arm weaves around her hips and I tug her to me, kissing the tip of her nose.

“And you’re not supposed to look…” Her eyes dance down my chest, a simple black t-shirt on. She rolls her eyes. “You literally could wear a bag and still look hot.”

“Hot, huh?” My face practically splits from the happiness she brings me.

“That’s right.” She tosses her arms over both of my shoulders. “My boyfriend is crazy hot. Have a problem with that?”

“Not at all. But I’m pretty sure my wife is the only hot one in this relationship.”

Her brow curves. “I can live with that.”

Then it hits her.

“Your wife? I thought we were okay with proper labels these days.” She squints in this adorable way that has every part of me warm and fuzzy like a damn teddy bear that I’m not.

I chuckle as I reach into my pocket.

She watches breathlessly, her chest rising. Retrieving a small box I’ve been saving for a few weeks now, I drop to my knees right before this woman I’m insane about.

“Well…” I stare up at her. “Wife would be a proper label…if you said yes.”

The box opens, and her mouth parts when she sees a red diamond staring back at her. Large enough to know she’s loved, yet small enough not to overwhelm her hand.

“Wha-what is this?”

“Just me, asking you to marry him.” I crack asmirk. “I know I’m not someone you’d choose if you’d never gone through what you did.”

When she tries to argue, I shake my head.

“Let me finish.”

Her eyes shimmer, and she nods.

“I don't know how to do hearts and flowers,” I confess. “Or how to love like others do. But what Icando is put you first. Let you be who you want to be. Take care of you and kill for you and let you kill when you want to. I just want a life with you, Kayla, whatever the hell that looks like.”

Emotions spread across her features, and tears in her eyes overflow.

“It probably sounds insane that someone like me could want something like this,” I say. “But I can't live in a world where you aren't my wife. You’ve been my baby bird from the moment I saw you, and I want to fly with you, wherever you’ll take me. So marry me, Kayla Jenkins. Be mine. ’Cause I’m already yours.”

She lets out a sob and drops to the floor throwing her whole body around me. “Of course I’ll marry you. Whenever, wherever. I want you.”

I release a weighty sigh and cup the back of her head. “I’m your home now, little wolf. And you’re mine.”

“Always.” She kisses me, sinking those heavenly eyes into mine.

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