My rambling cuts off when he suddenly captures my lips, but it doesn’t last long since Angel can’t stop smiling into our kiss. Leaning back, I see his smug face—that smirk,and I wish somebody would kill me now before his smile does.
I groan and hide my face in his neck, “I can’t even look at you without wanting to kiss you again.”
Angel starts chuckling but it comes to an abrupt stop when I give into the urge and bite his neck and suck, loving how he tastes. He groans needily but pulls back, “I need to focus on getting you out of here before I make you stay in bed for a week.”
I’m not sure what it is about feeling his rough breaths against my neck that damn near makes me yell,‘Sure, let’s do it!’
Containing himself better than I can, Angel goes back to curling my hair while I try to remember the makeup tricks I learned from Grace.
“Sweetheart?”
“Angel?”
“Khatri has found somethings that suggest that Micah might be hiding in the forgotten realm.”
I remain calm despite how my body locks up and my heart freezes. That man is not worthy of my fear.Not anymore.
I’m not worried about Visha because I’m familiar with her tricks, but Micah was always more vicious and ruthless. I need him out of the picture and away from Visha. Without his strategies, Visha isn’t clever enough to wage a war against the Tetrad kingdom.
“Why are you telling me this before the council meeting?”
Angel applies some serum near the ends by brushing his fingers through my hair. “You get anxious when we plan something on short notice, so I’m giving you enough time to overthink and calm down by then.”
“I don’t know if it’s creepy or endearing that you know me so well.” I giggle when he brushes my perfectly curled hair aside to kiss my neck.I love his kisses.
Great, I’m a giggler now. Having a loving mate is bad for my badass reputation.
“Well, we’ll be married soon, so it makes sense for me to know everything about my beautiful bride-to-be.” Angel teases, resting his chin on my shoulder, and I smile to myself because Iwas already expecting something like this.I love how he makes me feel all giddy inside.
“You look like my queen, sweetheart. I could eat you up.” He follows the compliment by biting my neck before sucking softly to soothe the sting.
Like he can’t stop himself, Angel kisses my cheek before bringing the dress to me. It takes us some time to understand how to get me into the dress, but together, we figure it out, only to realize it’s not exactly a dress.
Now I know Grace took me seriously when she asked me about the kind of traditional outfit I wanted. The one-piece lavender jumpsuit is made of silk with beautiful gold hand embroidery covering its entirety. The designs are similar to the ones on Angel’s jacket, and I don’t think it’s a coincidence.
I love how we both are wearing the same color.
I was a bit uncomfortable with the deep V-neck, but when Angel helped me put on a long cape and fastened it between my collarbones, it was perfect. The cape drapes over my shoulders and arms and I’m excited because I know it will trail behind me as I walk. The cape doesn’t only cover the deep neck but also helps me conceal the scars littering my arms.
“We can ditch the cape if you want.”
“Not yet.”
No more arguments, no trying to convince me to think it over. Angel simply wraps my arms around his neck and tells me to take all the time I need.Always so good to me.
Combing the back of his head with my fingers, I kiss his cheeks, nose, and eyes and watch him all but sway from the soft attention. “Thank you for everything, Angel. I appreciate everything you do for me.”
I love you.
That’s what I really want to say. That’s what I’ve been dying to say ever since it hit me that the warmth in my chest every timehe smiles is not because of the mate bond but because of how much I love being the reason behind his happiness.
I wanted to scream it at the top of my lungs after he kissed me for the first time and forced all my inner demons to take a hike.
Is there an appropriate amount of time to wait before telling someone you love them after meeting them? But we are also soulmates, and have loved the idea of each other for years.
I’m afraid I would bury myself six feet under if he said, ‘Thanks, but no thanks.’
“It’s my privilege to care for you, sweetheart.”
