chapter Twenty-five

I Promise

Elizabeth

Although my shower was relaxing, it did nothing to ease my rattled nerves. Someone tried to burn us alive. Miko and I were in the kitchen when we heard the hammering. We rushed to the door to find wood planks blocking the way. Before the last window was boarded, a bottle with a flaming rag was tossed into the house.

Things started to go up fast after that. My home was destroyed. Thankfully one of the small cabins on the pack land was available. I told Chayton we didn’t have to take it from the mated pair it was built for, but he nor the couple wanted to hear it.

“You got him to go to sleep?” I ask my husband when I find him alone sitting up in the bed.

“I did.”

Silence fills the space between us. Yes, I’m happy he saved us, but what he said and how he treated me that night seven days ago, won’t be easily forgiven.

“If you want the bed, I can sleep on the couch.” I say, and then turn to leave but he calls my name.

“Please,” he pleads when I don’t immediately turn back to him.

“Please what, Chayton,” I say swinging around to face him. “Please ignore the fact that you walked out on us. Or is it please forgive you for choosing her over me.”

Chayton hops off the bed and walks over to me. “I never chose her over you. I didn’t leave that house to go to her. I left because I was scared.”

“Scared of what?” I raise my voice.

“Of letting you down.” He rakes his hands though his hair in his signature show of frustration. “I am so madly and deeply in love with you, Elizabeth Elom. I’m not afraid of much, but the thought alone of you rejecting me terrified the shit out of me. I can’t be without you, baby.” He cups my face and even though I’m still mad, I waver just a little.

Stepping away from his touch, I say, “I will never be your true mate, Chayton. I can’t live my life with you throwing that up in my face.”

“You will never have to. I promise this to you.” he says.

I shake my head, not believing him. He drops his hand down by his side.

“I’m sorry, Elizabeth. And even though it feels like I’ve spent this entire marriage apologizing for my fuck ups, I’ll say it over and over again until you believe me. Until you understand that this marriage and our bond means everything to me.”

I scoff and roll my eyes. “You mean the marriage where you didn’t even care enough to get me a ring?”

A cunning smile lifts his lips as he steps away and then kneels on one knee before pulling a black ring box out of his pocket. I gasp when he opens it up. It’s an emerald cut halo diamond ring set. “After doing a little research on human weddings, I realized I’d missed a vital part of your traditions. So, I went into town today to rectify that. You wear my mark on your shoulder for every supernatural being to know you are mine. Now I want you to wear my ring on your finger to let every human know it too.”

My hand flies to mouth as I stare down at the rock. The thing must have a heavy price tag on it the way it’s shining.

“The ring is beautiful,” I say removing my hand. As bad as I want that ring and what it means, it still doesn’t fix the large problem in our relationship. “But what happens the next time she comes around needing you. Will you toss our family aside again?” This is our issue. Kamyra will always have a hold on Chayton that I cannot shake loose.

His brows furrow as he gazes up at me. “You will never again have to worry about her or anyone else, because I choose you, Elizabeth. Always will.”

The last of my resistance falls away as I stare down at my Alpha on his knees before me.

“Yes,” I say even though he didn’t even ask me anything.

He stands and pulls the ring out the box before placing it on my hand. Tossing the box, he pulls me to him for a searing kiss. He walks me backwards until I feel the bed at the back of my legs. He pulls away from the kiss and holds the covers on the bed back for me to climb in. I slide underneath and he quickly undress before getting in beside me.

I scoot closer, cuddling up to him. We lay facing each other, so close I can feel his warm breath against my face.

He sighs. “I guess I should apologize for your house too. I swear, I will replace all your things.”

I shake my head silencing him. “I don’t care about the material things. I walked away with my life and the life of my two babies. That’s all that matters. Well….” I trail off.

“Well, what?” I knew he wasn’t going to let that go.

“I’ll miss the house. My mother picked it for me.”

This time when his brows dip together it’s from confusion. “I thought your mother passed before you moved here.”

“She did. You see, when I was a little girl, my mother use to love this song called, “His Eye is on the Sparrow. The day my mother died; a sparrow showed up outside her bedroom window. I thought it was nothing more than a coincidence at first.

“Then, the day I buried her. I saw another one. After she passed, I went through depression. I hardly ate, couldn’t write, and didn’t even want to get out of bed. When it got to the point, I thought I’d never recover; I looked up, and in my window, was a sparrow.

“I know it may sound crazy, but I swear that sparrow looked at me disappointedly.”

I laugh as I think back. “The sparrow reminded me even though my mother was gone, and I hurt like hell, she would have wanted me to live. That day I got up and started looking for my big plot of land out in the wilderness. I saw a lot of houses when I got here. Then I saw that one.

It was smaller than all the others and not my first pick, but when I came out of it, sitting on the porch rail, was a little sparrow. I made my offer for the home right then. It felt like my mother picked the house for me.”

He’s quiet for a moment. His blue eyes watching me with so much love shining back. “Then, we will rebuild. This time, we will make it our dream home. A place we can raise our children, as many as you want.”

My heart sputters before accelerating. I watch his face, looking for any signs of deception.

“You want to have more babies with me?” I ask slowly still a little skeptical. He sings a different tune than what he had the other night.

He smiles showing off his perfect teeth. “I want to have as many babies as you want. And I don’t care if they are wolf, human or both. As long as we have them together.”

I lean forward and kiss his lips. The last seven days have been hard. Being a single mother is a job. Being one while dealing with a hole in your heart is a nightmare. The ache I had for Chayton was damn near debilitating. I missed him so much, even though I was mad at him.

I pull away and allow his blue eyes to bring me comfort. “I love you.”

“I love you more, Luna. More than you will ever know.”

He rolls over on top of me, using his leg to spread mine. When he settles between my thighs and his rigid cock presses against my center, I sigh. This is what I’ve needed.

After fully sating my body, Chayton pulls me close. I fall asleep in his arms, feeling at peace for the first time in seven days.