Chapter 633

Chapter 133 : Something’s Wrong with Him!

*Lena*

“Will you be my wife?” Xander asked, his fingertips running down the length of my spine.

His touch sent a ripple of gooseflesh over my skin and I shivered, giving him a gentle smile.

“Aren’t you supposed to get down on one knee?” I teased, and his dark eyes narrowed on mine, glimmering with mischief.

He let out a long sigh and slid from the edge of the bed to his knees. He held up the ring, c*****g his eyebrows.

“Now ask me again–”

“Lena…” he growled, his cheeks coloring with what might have been a prickle of annoyance. Xander had been playing games with me since the day I met him. It was high time for a little payback.

“You’re not really selling it, Xander,” I quipped.

He exhaled through his nose, nostrils flaring. Clearing his throat, he blinked up at me, his face settling on a blank, void expression.

“Will you, Princess Selene Gray of Valoria, Daughter of Alpha King Rowan and Queen Hanna, granddaughter of Ethan Gray and White Queen Rosalie, Niece of–”

“Oh, for Goddess’s sake–” I snatched the ring out of his hand and it slid it on my own finger, giving him an incredulous look. The band was incredibly tight, and when I tried to force it over my knuckle, he reached out and stopped me.

“Your fingers are swollen,” he chuckled. “It’ll get stuck–”

“I’m huge,” I frowned, my shoulders slumping.

“You’re pregnant,” he corrected, his fingers tilting my chin up so I could look into his face as he rose to his full height. “And you’ve never been more beautiful. It’s just a ring, anyway. I honestly don’t plan on even wearing a wedding ring, and I don’t think you should either.”

“What? Why?”

“You’re constantly out in the dirt, Lena,” he laughed, sitting down next to me. “You snag your ring on a tree branch, or something, and rip your hand open–”

“Goddess, Xander! I doubt that’ll ever happen.”

He shrugged, laying down on the bed with his hands crossed over his chest.

Like so many times before, all that I wanted to ask was, “What now?”

Maybe he’d been reading my mind, because his eyes traveled from the canopy of my bed to meet my gaze, a sleepy, boyish smile touching his lips.

think your aunt was serious about being the next White

He ran his fingertips over the swell of my

upset

happened, you know. I haven’t ever ruled over a pack before, not like my parents

to

“Yeah, I… I do.”

I had decades of life to live before I even needed to think about taking my Goddess-given

he began, “I… I put some things in motion in

“What do you mean?”

up my mind. He’s been seeing to things for the past… well, over a year now, while

for White Queen to kidnap and

mean, you

nestling closer to

options.

I’m going back to Egoren

body relaxed around mine

“Are you sure?”

soft smile. “But I think my family will want a wedding

what you

of did want a big wedding. I wanted

“Yes, actually.”

“But no pink, okay? There was still pink glitter all over the palace in Avondale when I was

roll over onto my belly to rest my chin on his chest while we talked, but the baby was in the way. “You were at the

the foyer. Maeve wasn’t there, and now I know why. Will was out on business and Hollis was taking a nap, from what the

said you traveled from

yeah. I stayed the night in his house downtown but in the morning he was gone. He barely said a word to me the night before. I’d left the ring in his safe; that’s why I was there. I left it there

resting his chin on the top of my head. Maybe one day these memories wouldn’t feel so fresh or so

“Is Oliver okay?”

“No,” he answered honestly.

words laced with worry. He

“Yeah, I’m fine.”

along my lower lip and decided prying wasn’t the best course of action. If Xander wanted to talk about what he’d been through during the war, especially when I’d been… when he thought I was dead. I’d listen, but I wouldn’t force

whispered after a few moments of contemplative silence. I sighed, nodding. I sat up, stretching my aching legs out in front of me. I had another two months until this baby would be

can tell your dad

asked as I followed

Breles, to Crimson Creek. I think

“Crimson Creek–”

toward the stairs. “And I think

Xander really meant to say was that I needed to be the one to talk to Oliver. No

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