at her and shook his head. “And how long does our engagement have to be?” he growled, still on edge and emotional.
Ava looked away and sighed. She did love Cyrus. She wanted to be his wife, she just wasn’t sure she was ready. If she insisted that Cyrus trust her, should she trust in their future together? She closed her eyes for a second as she felt Cyrus’s emotions spiral upward. She opened her eyes and yanked on a lock of glossy brown hair.
“Not very ,” she finally said and smiled as Cyrus’s eyes cleared and a soft smile played on his mouth.
“Specify not very,” he said leaning down to kiss her chin and nuzzle her neck.
Ava squirmed in his arms and pushed him away. “A couple months?”
Cyrus tilted his head as he studied her before leaning his body beside her, keeping his hand on her hip. “It’s late August. Your birthday is in November. How about we get engaged in September and we get married right after Christmas?” he asked, leaning down to kiss the side of her mouth.
Ava narrowed her eyes at him. “I give you a mile and you want two more.”
Cyrus leaned down and kissed the other side of her mouth before capturing her fully in a passionate, deep kiss that drugged her and made her feel weak. When he pulled away finally, she was gasping for air and she couldn’t think straight.
“Okay Cyrus. You get your way. But no more withdrawals. Promise me,” she said as he stood up and picked her up in his arms, holding her tightly to his chest.
Cyrus closed his eyes and leaned his head against hers for a moment. “It’s not something I can control Ava. I’m a werewolf. And when it comes to you the thought of another man taking you from me turns me into a beast. Losing a mate is the worst… I’ve never felt pain like that before Ava. I felt like I was dying,” he admitted, as a shiver ran through this body.
Ava groaned in compassion as he slowly let her feet fall to the floor. She wrapped her arms around him and laid her head against his chest. She could feel his erratic heart beat against her face and she felt horrible that he’d been in agony over her.
“Please trust in me Cyrus. I’m begging you.”
Cyrus pulled back and tilted her face up to his. “Tell me once and for all what your feelings are for Cole. When he told you that he would fight me for you and win, did you want him to? Did even a small part of you want him to take you from me?” he asked, his eyes tormented and his face unsure.
Ava shook her head briskly back and forth. “I will fully admit that I find him attractive. I can’t help that. He just is. But I’m a thousand times more attracted to you. If I had come to Paskell this week for the first time and met you and Cole at the same exact moment, I would make a beeline right for you. You have my heart Cyrus. You have from day one,” she admitted, holding him tightly as she stared up into his eyes, imploring him to believe her.
Something Cyrus saw in her face made him relax and a bright happy smile lit up his face. He sighed from the bottom of his heart, letting the doubt finally go. Ava grinned back and leaned upon her tip toes to capture his mouth with hers. “You’re mine Cyrus.”
Cyrus kissed her back one more time nodding his head. “And you’re mine,” he swore.
Cyrus was exhausted from his hours of withdrawals so he went to bed and she got ready for work. Harry offered to walk her to the pub and she gladly accepted the offer.
Chapter 6 - Mates
Harry held the door open for her and they walked out into the bright summer air. She glanced back at her father and sighed. She’d put off telling him about Perry, but the sooner he knew, the better prepared he would be for what might happen. The very real threat of angry werewolves coming to their town to take back Perry and possibly kill Cole was a threat that could affect them all. Especially if Harry stood for her.
“Dad, let’s go sit in the park for a minute. It’s time we talked
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